Mortal love is very superficial. As the saying goes, husband and wife are like birds in the same forest. When disaster strikes, they fly separately.
Xue Mo smiled slightly and said softly, "Yes."
The King of Hell's expression changed, and he waved his hand, and the two little ghosts stepped forward and caught Xue Mo.
"Take him to the mountains of swords and seas of fire. Let's see how long he can hold on..."
"King of Hell, this..."
The judge frowned slightly.
"I have my own sense of proportion, so you don't need to say anything."
"yes."
It really is a mountain of knives. The entire hill is made of sharp knives. The blades are no longer what they were originally. Each knife is stained red with blood. There are also pools of fresh blood on the ground.
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Xue Mo lowered his head and recited a spell. In an instant, he turned into a giant black python.
The python body climbed up the knife mountain bit by bit. Suddenly, the huge python body was cut with bright red holes one after another. The blood flowed down the blade bit by bit, and it walked through the entire knife mountain
Mountain, the huge python body collapsed to the ground, and the blood dyed the ground around the body red.
The King of Hell came over, looked at the black python lying on the ground, snorted coldly, and said reluctantly, "You are so injured after just one pass, and you dare to agree to what I said, that's all. You are also infatuated."
, after passing this mountain of swords, it can be regarded as punishment. The Lotus Fairy has not yet reached the end of her Yang life and has never been to the underworld. You can leave now, she should still be in the Yang world!"
The black python's eyes showed great ecstasy, and its body was surrounded by a white light. After transforming into a human form, Xue Mo endured the pain and knelt on the ground, "Thank you, King of Hell, for showing mercy!"
"If it's not... forget it, leave quickly!"
Xue Mo kowtowed, then stood up and walked staggeringly towards the gate of hell. He fell to the ground before taking two steps.
After feeling dizzy, he got up again and walked slowly step by step. Blood dripped all over the ground. From the Palace of Hell to Huangquan Road, almost all his blood was drained.
The pain in my body has become numb, and only the full joy can be felt in my heart.
Xiang'er is not dead, Xiang'er is not dead. Before he fell into coma, there was a brilliant smile on his lips.