Queen of the World: Drunk in the World

Chapter 520 The Suffering of Hell ([-])

Zhou Xiangcang watched ghosts pass by his tongue one after another, one, two, three. . .Four thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight. .Four thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. . .five thousand!
"Zhou Xiangcang, you can go to Scissors Hell now." The kid said, and with a wave of his hand, Zhou Xiangcang's tongue returned to his mouth.However, at this time Zhou Xiangcang was already numb.

Scissors hell. . .

Zhou Xiangcang staggered down the stairs to the side. The bloody smell of the Second Hell was even worse than Tongue Pulling Hell.

Before Zhou Xiangcang had time to react, he was dragged by the kid, and without a word, he raised the scissors and cut off Zhou Xiangcang's thumb with a "click".

"Ah!" Zhou Xiangcang couldn't help crying out, how can Zhou Xiangcang bear this kind of pain of broken bones?With just one finger, Zhou Xiangcang passed out.Those brats didn't care about this, and after the second, and third, Zhou Xiangcang's nerves were pulled, and he fainted and woke up, woke up and fainted again.

When Zhou Xiangcang woke up again, he was already in the iron tree hell.

Zhou Xiangcang once thought that he would never wake up again.But when he realized that he was no longer a human being, but a dead soul, he realized that no matter how much pain he suffered, he had to suffer.

At this time, Zhou Xiangcang's tongue was already numb, and all ten fingers of his hands were gone.

He dragged his body and came under the iron tree.

The tree is full of dead souls. This iron tree has no branches and is made of iron knives.Naturally, those hanged souls were pierced by knives and hung upside down.

"Zhou Xiangcang" At this time, someone behind Zhou Xiangcang called him.

He turned his head, but he didn't see anything. All he felt was that his feet were off the ground, his back hurt, and he was hung upside down on the iron tree.Zhou Xiangcang really thought that his body could be a little lighter, and a little lighter. With a sound of "pa", Zhou Xiangcang's skin was pierced by the knife and fell off.The little ghost stepped forward again and hung Zhou Xiangcang up again. "Hiss..." Zhou Xiangcang heard clearly the sound of a knife cutting across his flesh.That kind of pain made Zhou Xiangcang feel dizzy, even the whole world was dark.

"Pa" Zhou Xiangcang fell down again because his flesh was pierced, the kid went up again and hung him up.

"As long as you break through 99 times, you can enter the fourth level of hell." The little ghost said to Zhou Xiangcang.

Zhou Xiangcang's face was pale, 99 times, but only 99 times, now, it has passed twice.Thinking about it, he made another "snap" and fell down.Zhou Xiangcang smiled wryly, "Three times."

A little ghost shook his head, "You can only live in this world for a hundred years at most. If you come here, you will be safe. If you really don't want it, you can just drink the decoction of Naiheqiao and reincarnate. Why bother to suffer these eighteen sufferings?"

Zhou Xiangcang didn't answer the kid's words, just like the previous few times, he woke up and went back to sleep.

If you can do this, you can get through it, that's all.

Sure enough, when Zhou Xiangcang woke up again, he opened his eyes and saw himself in a room alone.Every wall in the room is a blood-red mirror.

Zhou Xiangcang looked in the mirror, and what he saw was how he arranged for Ziyu to plant red flowers for Bai Lixuan.What I saw was how I took Jin Lingjin, the empress dowager of Yue Xiuguo, into the palace, defiled/defiled.

Zhou Xiangcang shook his head, evil mirror hell.

There are still fourteen floors, and I can return to the Yangjian.

(End of this chapter)