Seeing his cold look, Yang Zimei couldn't help talking to him intentionally.
Huo Wenhua trembled behind her, reaching out unconsciously, like a child, grabbed her corner.
For him, Yang Zimei was its strong life -saving grass at this time, protecting God.
And he is more and more afraid of death!
The death did not ignore Yang Zimei anymore, but glanced from her face, and the dark eyes fell on Huo Wenhua's body. "Huo Wenhua, it's time to leave!"
Huo Wenhua's legs were soft, sitting on the ground, and his lips were white.
It's really going to leave, he noticed that he still had a lot of nothing to explain, and many reluctant.
I really want to see my wife and son, I want to order my will.
His three sons, usually on the surface, are very harmonious, but fight against each other in the back and dismantle each other. He also knows.
He had never considered a plan for a good will before, nor did he expect to die so early, because Yang Zimei had given him life before, saying that as long as he always had good thoughts and pay attention to exercise, he could live to his 80s.
For Yang Zimei, he basically believes, so he is not in a hurry to allocate the company and the will.
Unexpectedly, people are not as good as heaven, and death suddenly finds it.
His heart became scared.
At this time, Huo Wendong suddenly knelt in front of the god of death, and his voice was miserable. "Master Dead, I am not willing to die, please pity my lonely day in my life, let me go!"
Death glanced at him slightly, "Your business will not be under me!"
Soul like Huo Wendong will naturally have a cow head to take away. What he wants to go on behalf of the world is the personal soul of the world.
"Lord Death, he couldn't help me before, and said that he wanted to give me his flesh, let me reborn, make up for his sin, and see the death of the gods!"
After speaking, Huo Wendong looked at Huo Wenhua with expectations, anxiously urged, "Brother, hurry up! You can't bear me anymore, you can rest assured, if I replace your life, I will definitely treat them with the nephews of the sister -in -law."
Huo Wenhua hesitated a bit, and begged to death with great courage, "Master Death, I have a limit, I have no regrets, just begging that you can change my brother Huo Wendong to be reborn, even if I am punished in hell, I would like to be punished!"
Yang Zimei looked at it.
She knows that Huo Wendong is very improper, but that is the choice between them.
And she doesn't think the death will agree.
"so?"
Who knows that Death actually asked these two words!
"Um!"
Huo Wenhua hesitated and nodded to answer.
"His sin is unclear, will you bear it for him?"
Death actually had patiently asking Huo Wenhua.
In fact, in addition to the sins of the previous life, Huo Wendong carried a few lives in his life. He fled back to Huaxia from Nanyang, and killed the ship owner's family on the boat, and even killed it for a bread.
Because of his heavy evil, he was fancy, until he was completely amnesia and floated outside, and then washed his sorcery.
This Yang Zimei was not calculated, and I didn't know.
If she knows, she won't help him like this.
"ah?"
Huo Wenhua was slightly stunned. He didn't know that he would help Huo Wendong to be punished.
Of course, he didn't know what crime did Huo Wendong commit and how much punishment to suffer.
"Oil pot purgatory, the third generation is insect, the third generation is a cattle, the third generation repeated the fate of this life, was abandoned and betrayed, died of non -fate, would you like it?"
Death looked at Huo Wenhua, and there was no emotion at all.