FWF 168: Steamer Hell, Hemp Stick Ghost! (1)
168: Steamer Hell, Hemp Stick Ghost! (1)
The gates of the eighteenth floor of hell are opened!
The blood is soaring to the sky, and the killing intent is severe.
The wails of the evil ghosts tortured in hell are introduced into the human world through the gate.
All of a sudden!
The faces of the two fox demons couldn't help turning white!
An almost instinctive resistance.
Make them want to stay away from this gate!
But!
The soul restraining ropes on their bodies don't care how they struggle!
Not moving at all!
"My lord! My lord, we agreed to surrender!"
What are you doing opening the gates of hell?"
At this time, the three-tailed demon fox was so frightened that it was about to pee.
But he still asked calmly.
However, Wang Yifan's next sentence.
But it made them both completely desperate.
I saw Wang Yifan saying with murderous intent on his face.
"I only said that I knew you had surrendered, but...I didn't say I wouldn't kill you!"
The two foxes looked at each other.
They hurriedly waved their hands and shouted in unison.
"Your Majesty, it is ominous to kill prisoners!"
"That's right! It's ominous to kill prisoners! If you kill us, you will lose the prestige of the Underworld!"
Seeing the two foxes say so.
The corner of Wang Yifan's mouth was mocking.
"You're right!"
"Ominous? Haha! The name of my Yin Division has always been synonymous with ominous!"
"Could it be that when someone sees my Yin Division coming to the door, they will happily set off firecrackers?"
Forehead...
I heard Wang Yifan say so. 700
The two fox demons were completely dumbfounded!
At this time, Wang Yifan's body trembled, and the soul rope in his hand turned into a big python.
Catch the two demon foxes and fly to hell!
ahead!
Three hundred Xuanjia heavy cavalry opened the way.
rear!
Two hundred heavy cavalry are the queen.
In the middle, the blood fiend Xing Yuankui is guarding the side!
The huge team directly made the little ghosts in hell look sideways!
Seeing Wang Yifan detaining two big monsters to go down to the realm this time, these little ghosts walking on Huangquan Road couldn't help cheering.
"Hahaha, someone has come to accompany us to be tortured again!"
"This time there are still two fox demons!"
"This fox is so charming, wouldn't it be a pity to cut it off? It's better to keep it..."
"You know a fart! The fox demon is causing trouble in the world, don't you know the story of Daji?"
Hear the cheers of these imps along the way.
Wang Yifan couldn't help frowning slightly.
At this time, the five hundred iron stupas in front of him and behind him seemed to have a telepathy.
boom!
There was only a uniform sound of raising spears.
Five hundred black armor knights raised Ma Shuo in front of them at the same time!
"quiet!"
"Offenders! Kill!"
Accompanied by these two screams with murderous intent, the little ghosts around fell silent, all trembling with fright, bowed to the ground!
"The little devil ran into the adult and punished him, the little devil is convicted! I beg the adult to forgive me!"
"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life!"
Floating in mid-air, looking at the cracks in the ground emitting sulfurous breath, and the kid kneeling on the ground.
The two fox demons were so frightened that their tails were curled up under their buttocks, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
"Great... Your Majesty... don't kill us!"
"I beg you!"
At this time, Mrs. Hu San was already crying like pear blossoms and rain.
"My lord, don't kill me, I'm only over a hundred years old, I don't want to die yet!"
See such a situation.
Wang Yifan smiled.
"Why are you scared now?"
"Then when you absorb other people's yang energy, are you afraid?"
"Let those young people eat dirt and sewage, are you afraid?"
"Bully the good and fear the evil, fear the strong and bully the weak!"
"How dare you say that you are the Empress of Qingqiu Linghu! I think you are nothing but a disaster!"
talking!
Wang Yifan waved his hand!
In the void, a restriction seemed to be opened.
Immediately afterwards, a blast of hot white water vapor hit the face!
The temperature and humidity in the air!
For a moment it seemed to reach the limit!
People are watching from the sky!
I saw it in a hell mountain depression!
There is a flat land!
There is a huge iron pot on the ground!
Thick smoke is boiling under the iron pan, and the heat is spraying oil.
And there are layers of drawers on the iron pot!
I saw a ghost with a height of five meters, but as thin as a telegraph pole.
He was instructing the execution imp (Cech) to add firewood and water to the pot.
Soon!
The hot water in the pot has boiled!
The stick ghost laughed.
"Okay! The water is boiling! It's time to load it!"
As they spoke, they threw the stripped naked ghosts into the cage ministers.
Those evil spirits see such a situation!
Struggling outward like desperately, wanting to escape.
"My lord! Please spare me, this has happened more than three thousand times! I can't stand it! I can't stand it!"
"Governor, let me rest! Please! Please!"
"Don't steam me! Don't steam me!"
However, the executioners are used to these things, and they guard outside the drawer cage with a small axe.
As long as there are evil spirits who want to grab the edge of the drawer and want to climb out!
They have axes.
Cut it off with a bang!
But after a while! The fingers of evil spirits were scattered all over the ground.
Then, the stick ghost waved his hand.
His arms seemed to be able to stretch infinitely, holding the drawers and placing them on the iron pot one by one!
Drawer cages one by one, pressing one by one.
Keep going up and down.
It's like steamed buns!
A total of one hundred and eight layers were stacked!
I saw that all the drawer cages were placed in iron pots.
The stick ghost smiled happily.
"The auspicious time has come, let the rocks fall into the pot!"
As he spoke, he picked up a huge bluestone of the Crouching Bull, and slowly placed it on the top layer of the cage!
Seeing this situation, Wang Yifan directly lowered the cloud head and landed in front of the iron pot.
At this time, the stick ghost was adding firewood to the bottom of the iron pot.
Suddenly seeing a group of people killing them, they couldn't help being alert.
However, when he saw Wang Yifan.
Couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and Yuan hurriedly bowed down.
"Alas, the fifth floor of the 18th floor of hell for the little official——the governor of the steamer hell, the magan ghost, see Lord City God of the Underworld!"
"My lord Wanan!"
And just when the stick ghost greeted him.
From the drawer behind him was a horrific cry!
"Ahhh! It's so hot! I'm going to die!"
"Steamed to death! Steamed to death!"
However, no matter how the evil spirits in the cage yelled, those little executioners continued to add firewood to the iron pot.
Soon, the cage stopped shaking, and the screaming gradually subsided.
following!
It is a burst of meaty aroma.
Smell the rich aroma of meat!
Wang Yifan smiled slightly, and looked back at the vixen whose face had turned pale.
Say it with a smile on your face!
"Hmph! Did you see that, this is Steamer Hell!"
"Today, there is a time for you to cry!"
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