This evil king is a little annoying

Chapter 542 Why is there no name for her!

The road was barren, just an endless flat and wide field, covered with corpses, and bugs similar to those that attacked Su Qiqi just now burrowed out from time to time.

Going forward, it is a wide river with fast-flowing water.

The river is very wide, and a few weirdly dressed goblins are holding a few people dressed in human beings waiting for the boat at the ferry.

There were dozens of detainees, both men and women. Depending on the material of the clothes, these dozens of people were rich, rich and poor.

The little ghosts pulled the ropes that tied the crowd, and stood by the river boredly looking at the roster in their hands.

A kid suddenly said: "Hey, this time I received a lot of goods. There is one who wants to live in the tenth floor of hell, and the other who lives in the eighteenth floor."

Another kid leaned over to take a look at the roster and said loudly, "Which one is Su Wanyan?"

Among the dozens of people who had just become ghosts, a disheveled woman responded, "It's me."

The little ghost took a look, sneered and said: "I thought it was so beautiful, but it looks like this. You are in the ten hells, and you will be punished for 320 and [-] years. I am a bit mentally prepared. Don't shout and cry for a while. of."

Su Wanyan's body trembled, her hair trembled, she raised her head and said, "Why, I haven't killed anyone before!"

The little ghost snorted coldly: "Indirect killing is also killing, and many of the mermen in the mermen lost their lives because of you. You have this crime on your head. Just go to the eleventh floor and stay."

Su Wanyan felt guilty and did not dare to speak any more. She was just a little sluggish, and hesitantly said, "Can you help me find out a woman named Su Qiqi, when she will die, just let me know."

What Su Wanyan was most unwilling was that she died earlier than Su Qiqi, but she thought to herself that Su Qiqi had also killed a lot of people, and she killed them with her own hands, and she was imprisoned in the tenth layer of hell if she never killed anyone with her own hands. , doesn't Su Qiqi want to enter the eighteenth floor?

Thinking of this, Su Wanyan suddenly felt comforted.

The kid muttered: "There are quite a lot of things. Seeing that you don't make much noise, I'd like to help you take a look."

The kid flipped through the booklet in his hand for a long time, and said in surprise, "Hey, there is no person you mentioned. I wonder if you remembered the name wrong."

Su Wanyan said stunned: "No, no, her name is Su Qiqi, there is absolutely nothing wrong, you can take a closer look."

"The book in my hand is about someone who will die within 50 years. Maybe she lived a long life and lived a few more years. Wait, I'll read another book."

Su Wanyan replied, "She has committed a heinous crime. If you let her live for so many years, I'm afraid that eighteen levels of hell are not enough for her. Eighty levels will do."

After flipping through the other booklet, the little ghost frowned, and replied to Su Wanyan, "You must have misremembered the name. These two books are 100 years old. Could it be that she has become a fairy?"

"Impossible, can you let me find it myself, this is my last wish, please let me see."

The little ghost threw the two brochures in front of Su Wanyan impatiently: "You can read it yourself."

Before the ferry on the Yellow Spring River came, and the little ghosts had nothing to do, they agreed to Su Wanyan's request.

Su Wanyan picked up the booklet and hurriedly flipped through it. She turned left and right, but she still couldn't find the three words Su Qiqi. She became flustered in her heart, and murmured, "Impossible, impossible, how could there not be her name!"

(End of this chapter)