Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 673
The King of Hell turned pale in pain, and his fat and fat body gradually separated from the wall.
With a “bang” sound, it hit the ground and spurted out another mouthful of blood.
This time, he couldn’t even kneel down, so how could he dare to tell a lie.
“Yes! It’s the fault of the lower official. The lower official condoned it. The lower official deserved death!”
“I am willing, I am willing to take back the ghost town, save these girls, and send them to the best families in the next life.”
“I am willing to lock myself in the eighteenth level of hell, going up mountains of swords and seas of fire every day.”
“I am willing to drive my nephew’s soul into the realm of animals and make him suffer forever. He is not worthy of being a human being.”
“I would like to apologize to you and the young master behind you.”
“Please, Marshal, have mercy, please Marshal, please have mercy and spare your life!”
He dragged his body and cried miserably.
In the end, he was picked up by Si Jin and recorded, recording this unprecedented conspiracy that transcended humans and gods.
I’m going to go back and edit it before sending it out.
Without revealing his identity, he can still kill those scumbags from Qingfengguan.
The King of Hell was frightened and anxious. Seeing that Si Jin had withdrawn his divine power, he hurriedly rolled and crawled back to the underworld, just to save his life.
Before leaving, he also took back the ghost city lord’s soul from Ji Linyuan.
He also respectfully left all his ability to channel spirits and control ghosts to Ji Linyuan.
Kowtow to him repeatedly and beg for forgiveness.
He even directly shattered the Ghost City Lord’s soul in front of Ji Linyuan.
In the painful cry of the Ghost City Lord, he threw the fragments into the reincarnation mouth of the “Animal Path” without hesitation.
After Ji Linyuan was satisfied, he felt relieved and ran back to the underworld to heal his wounds.
Horrible, terrible.
He never wanted to meet Si Jin again in his life.
one! generation! son!
After the King of Hell left, all the ghost corpses disappeared.
The dark fog shrouding the ghost town gradually dissipated along with the entire city.
The sun shines through, giving everyone the brightest hope.
At this time, Ji Linyuan’s mood finally stabilized slightly.
Turning around, he lay on Si Jin’s shoulder and rubbed him, like a small animal surviving a disaster, very well-behaved.
“Jinjin, why did he call you marshal?”
Si Jin leaned on the throne, touched his head and teased.
“Don’t you still have the ability to channel spirits and control ghosts?”
“Why don’t you just find a lonely ghost and ask?”
Ji Linyuan paused, then casually spread out his magic power, controlling the King of Hell who was running halfway and was extremely weak.
After delving into his memory, he found the part that belonged to Si Jin.
He saw Si Jin’s true identity.
I saw him covered in blood, looking carefree and wanton.
I saw him commanding the heavenly troops with unparalleled splendor.
Seeing him killing Tianjun, he was scarred.
I saw him destroy his supernatural power and go to jail.
Gradually, Ji Linyuan’s eyes turned red.
My nose was sore and tight, but within a moment, a tear slipped down.
His god should never have fallen into the quagmire.
Why, it will become like that.
Because of the humble official position of the King of Hell and his limited memory, Ji Linyuan could only see what happened before Si Jin was imprisoned.
But the king of hell’s subconscious told him that the prison of gods, the thunder and wild fire, were beyond what ordinary gods could withstand.
Even ordinary prisons have people suffering from mental disorders who are tortured and hurt themselves every day.
What’s more, it’s the special prison where Jinjin is located.
Five hundred years, his pride has personally destroyed his pride and his reputation.
How on earth…how did I survive…
Why do I still have a smile on my face all day long…
“Why are you crying?” Si Jin felt a little heavy pressure on his body.
Feeling that the person on his body was shaking, Wei Wei couldn’t bear it, so she hugged him tighter.
Ji Linyuan did not raise his head and replied in a muffled voice: “My heart hurts. It hurts so much. It hurts to breathe…breathing.”
Si Jin sighed slightly, knowing what he had found, his eyes flashed and he said with relief.
“It’s all over, what’s there to feel bad about?”
