Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Yanqing is suspended in the middle of these white awns. Every time she moves, she will bump open a group of white awns. After the white awns disperse, many pictures begin to pass by.

It has been a long time since these white awns were born in the town.

Some people may have been reincarnated for more than ten generations, and these dozens of white mansions add up to a lot.

The first thing Yanqing bumped open was the bookboy's white awn.

She hated Miss Wang for spreading rumors, but even more hated the bookboy who provoked these troubles. It was he who found Miss Wang first and persuaded her. It was he who gave her advice.

What happened later, including her death, had the shadow of the bookboy at every step. Even now, after so many years, Yan Qing could not understand why the bookboy hated himself so much.

But the white awn of that bookboy scattered, what appeared was not the human world, but hell.

In the picture, the soul of the bookboy is taken to the underworld, and then directly put into the hell, experiencing the pain brought by the sins he committed over and over again.

The ghost in white and the ghost in black don't know when they have come together. They probably have guessed what Rong Shen is doing with these two souls.

The ghost in white didn't know what he was thinking and didn't speak.

The little man in black suddenly said, "although this man killed only one person, he committed a very serious crime, because he was the only one who incited dozens of people to commit crimes. At the beginning, he was sentenced to hell and would be sentenced to a thousand years' imprisonment. Carefully, the sentence is about to end."

"When the sentence is over, he will be reincarnated and enter the animal way again." The ghost in white seems to have thought of the answer, then the ghost in black says.

Just when the two ghost messengers finished saying these words, the group of white awns representing the bookboy broke up. In fact, there was nothing to see.

It seems that it's also a picture of a schoolboy suffering from all kinds of pain and suffering, who can't survive or die.

The group of red awn trembled, the lingering resentment around it dissipated a lot, and the dark red blood faded.

Lin Ye moved slightly, as if relieved.

When the resentment is gone, it shows that it is useful.

Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu are not impatient either. They just sit there and watch Yan Qing bump the white awns away. They watch Yan Qing's soul fade away and finally turn into the same white awn as in the book of life and death.

Neither Rong Shen nor Cheng Xiu spoke.

Yanqing slowly turned into a human figure, and Lin Ye also appeared. After a pause, he went to reach for her.

Yanqing didn't hide. Lin Ye's eyes brightened and his face brightened. He quickly grasped Yanqing's hand, which seemed to be tight, for fear that she would break away.

"That man lied to me." As soon as Yanqing opened her mouth, she said such a thoughtless word. She looked at Rongshen and said, "it turns out that heaven is really watching."

Whether it is the judge's pen or the book of life and death under the care of the ghost king, it implies the power of heaven.

Some of those who commit mistakes pay the price when they are alive, while others are punished by the judge after they die.

No one can avoid the good and the bad.

"I've killed people, and I can't escape." Yanqing said.

Next to Lin Ye immediately pulled her, said: "no matter what you want to experience, I will accompany you."

Yanqing laughs. Even if she becomes a ghost, she is still not so thrilling. With this smile, she compares the swaying Manshu shahua in the hall.