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Chapter 4: The Road to the Underworld

My neck hurts... I feel dizzy...

White light, sometimes bright and sometimes dark... Is that black and shaking thing a ghost?

Humph, I have indeed arrived in hell! I haven’t seen the King of Hell yet, are the devils coming to bother me?

The eardrum buzzes, vaguely heard, what is that sound?——

"Help, help! The second princess has hanged herself!" The shrill cry, mixed with the sound of rapid running, echoed in the corridor for a long time.

"Hanged? Who is it? Is it possible that there are other hanged ghosts in the Palace of Hell who can be rescued?" She thought like this and was about to blink her eyes.

Suddenly I found that my pupils were bulging, my eyes were protruding, and I couldn't close my eyes at all!

Bai Yuyue was shocked. He was about to find out what was going on, but suddenly found that his body began to sway with a slight exertion.

I lowered my head and saw that my feet were off the ground! Is that a piece of white silk hanging across my neck?

——In other words, I was the one who hanged himself?

Bah! What kind of hanging? It was obviously a murder!

"Help, help!" She tried hard to speak, but a switch was pressed in her throat, and she could only make strange noises.

She twisted violently, trying to save her life, but the more she struggled, the tighter the Bai Ling under her neck became. She could hardly breathe. She felt like her throat was being strangled by fate.

Her eye sockets began to become bloodshot. In the red light, she staggered and looked at the brown window lattice in front of her. The light reflected through the white window paper seemed to illuminate the road to hell she was about to take.

"Oh my god! What's going on?" One of her hands was still holding the gradually tightening Bai Ling, while the other hand was waving in the air: "Help! Help!"

It wasn't that she didn't want to die, but everything she saw before her was too incredible!

As if he really heard her call, the footsteps outside suddenly became chaotic, and with a "click!", the door was knocked open, and several old ladies and little maids with their hair tied up in buns and coarse cloths came out one after another.

Rushed in:

"Miss! Miss! Why are you so hard to think about!"


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