Chapter Seven hundred and tenth, you have revealed your identity
"Angels have been to the realm of the dead. It's really not that simple. The Soul Returning Bridge has nothing to do with ordinary life and death. This is the place where the souls of people who have not yet completed their lifespan return to their bodies." The woman said.
After walking for a long time and still not reaching the destination, this place should no longer be the 531 Underworld Hall.
Malina said with a sweet smile: "It's so rare for angels to come to the underworld. I don't have time for you to visit it. I'm really sorry." When she spoke, a perfunctory look flashed across her face.
Sun Weiming then thought about why he didn't see anyone coming in from other floors. It is said that after Yi Baohua, there are too many redundant people. Moreover, Guo Jidong respected him so much in his life. How could he entrust a receptionist to handle his rebirth?
Sun Weiming asked tentatively: "By the way, beautiful lady, please tell me that when I go back, I will bring the chrysanthemums in the garden to Tianfuxing. Has he told you about this?"
The woman panicked for a moment, then returned to normal. Just as Qiu Bicheng was about to speak out, Sun Weiming hurriedly blocked her mouth with his hand, "Qiu Bicheng, if we don't take the chrysanthemum, how will we prove our identity to Huaying in the future?"
The woman hesitated and said: "Yes, the chrysanthemum has been taken to the 'Huihun Bridge' first, and I will take it back to you later."
Sun Weiming groaned and shouted loudly: "Who are you, and why did you lead us down?"
The woman's face changed, and her whole body suddenly flushed. She, she was not a woman, she was a masked man in black. This outfit was the same as the man in black who kidnapped Sun Weiming in Turin. Sun Weiming was shocked in his heart, it was over.
At the same time, as soon as the door opened, a voice came from outside: "There is a road to heaven, but you don't take it. There is no door to hell, so you rush in. If you want to be reborn, ha, there is no door."
Suddenly, the masked man in black clothes flew out of the room, and there was a group of masked men outside. Sun Weiming pressed the door button urgently, but he refused to obey.
The masked men outside were all grinning ferociously, and the leader shouted to Sun Weiming: "Aren't you very lucky? Aren't you amazing? Now, let's see what you are capable of and let you taste the taste of the Nine Hells.
,ha……"
Another masked man said: "Boss, is this okay? Let them enter the 'Yuanling Pond' as soon as possible, and it will be over..."
The leader raised his hand to stop the man's words and scolded: "I have my own sense of restraint. I won't let him suffer any pain. It's hard to let go of the hatred in my heart, Bala Uwadiya, bind him!"
The room became a transparent object, slowly shrinking. Sun Weiming's whole body seemed to be stuck with glue, and it was difficult to move. His skills were also under control. Qiu Bicheng looked at Sun Weiming and said, "What should I do, Living God? I have all my skills."
Can’t pronounce it!”
"Every request will come true. I'm sorry for causing trouble to you. I don't know what to do." Sun Weiming said.
"No matter what, if I can suffer with the living god, I think it is worth it even to be refined." Seek to achieve enlightenment.
Sun Weiming worked hard and reached out, tightly holding Qiu Bicheng's fat hand.
The leader shouted: "Let them fall into the Nine Hells."
Just hearing the name Nine Hells Prison makes people feel numb all over.
The room shook violently, and a man in black shouted: "Head, the room has defensive spells, it's not easy to break into."
"A bunch of useless guys!"
"Boss, it's better to take them out and throw them into Yuanling Pond to save trouble." The man said.
"What do you know? You didn't cut off the cable and caused an accident. When the time comes to investigate, we will all suffer." The leader said.
This group of people must be related to May 31st.
"Everyone goes up and builds a 'group fire formation'. A small cable, what's the big deal?" the leader said.
All the men in black in front of him disappeared, and they rushed to the top of the room. A fiery red color appeared on the top of the room. It was so sad that Sun Weiming was unable to make any reaction.
Qiu Bicheng, who was originally timid and afraid of death, turned out to be magnanimous and said, "Living God, it seems that I have a fight with you. You died twice, and I died twice."
Sun Weiming felt inexplicably guilty towards her. She had done so many things for Sun Weiming, but he kept dragging her into trouble. This time, if it weren't for his relationship, she would still be the popular Miss Qiubicheng in every Hades Palace.
The room shook more and more violently, and a loud roar came from above: "Head, no matter what, the cable is coated with a layer of communication magic."
"Don't be confused, quickly remove the cable." The leader said.
At this time, a strange "kaka" sound appeared above, and someone shouted: "Head, that is..."
"Those of you above, put out the 'protective shield', quickly!" the leader said.
Then, a familiar voice came from above, "Who are you and why did you kidnap the angel?"
It was the Purple Spider Ten-Armed Man, the master of the 531 Netherworld Hall, who appealed to Guo.
There was a dinging sound from the cable, and Sun Weiming shouted: "My request will come true, I'm calling Guo! He is coming down the cable, we are saved."
The ping -pong pong sounds endlessly, and the more fiercely beaten on it, calling on Guo to shout: "The law of the bottom, you, you, you!"
Suddenly there was a burst of crying and howling, and then Guo shouted: "You are so cruel, who are you?"
Qiu Bicheng showed a happy expression, "Living God, they are not the opponents of Guo Guo."
The leader suddenly shouted: "Wuyajian, go!"
"You've exposed your secrets, you are unique!" Guo shouted.
Du Gusheng, the deputy of the Foreign Affairs Department of Wusanyi Mingling Palace.
"Ha... even if you sacrifice your spiritual life for the sake of your master, you should move forward bravely. I'm done calling Guo. This Wuya Shear has prepared a 'spirit-breaking explosion'. Let's all perish together!" Du Tuo Sheng said.
Suddenly the earth shook and the mountains shook. There were constant explosions above the room. Sun Weiming and Qiu Bicheng fell rapidly, and the cable broke.
"Living God, wake up, Living God!"
Sun Weiming struggled to open his eyes, what kind of place is this?
The whole world is purulent red, this is blood. Sun Weiming's whole body is soaked in blood-red juice, but he is still holding on to Qi Bicheng.
"Your request will come true, where are we?" Sun Weiming asked.
"Living God, this should be one of the so-called nine levels of prison." Seeking will lead to enlightenment.
If this was the Nine Layers of Prison, why didn't Sun Weiming feel any special pain except feeling sick? Ordinarily, the hell in his mind would not let him relax.
"If you ask, you will succeed. Do you feel uncomfortable?"
"No way, Living God, this place is full of bloody stench, it feels so strange." Qiu Bicheng looked around, and his grip on Sun Weiming became tighter and tighter. Sun Weiming could feel that she was very frightened.
There was a bright spot above the head, and suddenly something fell from the bright spot. It was a spirit body. As it fell, it made a shrill voice: "Help, spare me..."
It was a masked man in black. He fell less than a foot away from Sun Weiming and the others. He was floating in the red juice. "Help, it hurts..."
He struggled hard, and the sound he made was horrifying, as if millions of needles were pricking him.