Death Inquisitor

Chapter 1787: Dispute on the leaves

But the punishment they experienced was not enough. The pain did not cover their fear of death.

So next, it was time to start another kind of punishment that made them fear.

Ye Chen snapped his fingers, and the three people in the picture suddenly felt their feet are empty, followed by a feeling of weightlessness.

"what!"

The three of them looked at the magma beneath them, and tears were about to come out.

They fell in the air, watching them get closer and closer to the magma. The feeling of being unable to resist, the tortured them were almost crazy.

The breath of death is constantly approaching. How much do the three people at this moment want to be in an illusion, all these in front of them are false.

But the scorching heat and the burnt smell of air burning reminded them that everything here is very real.

The hot, flowing magma seemed to be waving to the three of them.

The three of them were really too scared to open their eyes at all. The three people in fear all closed their eyes.

"Boom!"

It felt as if it had fallen into cotton, but there was only a slight pain, and there was no severe pain from the flame.

After a short while, Hu Haihe suddenly heard Zhu Wenjiang's voice: "Hey! We are all right, we are still alive. Don't close your eyes to Lao Tzu's mother, it looks too dreadful."

Hearing Zhu Wenjiang's words, Hu Haihe opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him. His eyes were full of doubts and panic.

Now the three of them have fallen on a red plant, so they will feel soft.

The red plant looks like a big leaf from the outside, floating on the magma.

There are almost two meters wide leaves that hold the three of them, as if to isolate the hot heat around them.

Because of this, the three of them can survive.

Hu Haihe looked at the magma close to him and swallowed. He was scared and said, "This... what's going on?"

Liu Shanchuan's unlucky opening said, "Is this needless to say, it's already very obvious. We were lucky this time and didn't fall directly into the magma!"

Zhu Wenjiang glanced at Liu Shanchuan and smiled contemptuously: "Do you think this is a good thing? It's **** good luck, I think you are stupid! We're going to **** bad luck."

Hu Haihe said firmly: "This must have been done by the death judge!"

When Liu Shanchuan was scolded by Zhu Wenjiang, he had accumulated a anger in his stomach. Now when he heard Hu Haihe say so again, he immediately sent it out to Hu Haihe.

He shouted angrily: "Isn't that what you said nonsense? In addition to the death judge, will anyone else have such a great ability?"

Hu Haihe watched Liu Shanchuan throwing his temper at himself, and his heart was also angry: "Then what the **** are you telling Lao Tzu, why are you still not dead now?"

Liu Shanchuan's eyes glared: "What the **** do you mean? Lao Tzu gave you a face, right, dare to talk to me like this, believe it or not!

"Come on!" Hu Haihe ticked his finger: "You **** moved me to give it a try. If I don't beat you to cripple, I won't call Hu Haihe!"

No matter where Liu Shanchuan was, he stood up with a rub, "I **** gave you a face!"

With the movement of Liu Shanchuan, the leaves under them suddenly began to shake violently.

"Fuck me shut up!" Zhu Wenjiang said ugly: "Have the two of you regarded my boss as one thing? When the **** are they still arguing in front of me!"

This time, not only did it have no effect, but Liu Shanchuan and Hu Haihe became more angry.

Hu Haihe turned his head and yelled at Zhu Wenjiang, "What the **** do you pretend to think I don't know what you are?" When did he think he was the boss!"

Zhu Wenjiang was so angry that he was too lazy to talk a little more nonsense, and lifted his foot directly and kicked him against the standing Hu Haihe.

Hu Haihe didn't even think of it at all, and Zhu Wenjiang would suddenly act on himself without warning.

In addition, the leaves underneath are very soft, and they are not stable at all. He fell into the magma all at once.

"Ah!"

The bitter pain in the cone caused him to scream. But in a moment of kung fu, he completely sank under the magma, and could no longer make a sound.

The anger on Liu Shanchuan's face dissipated, and he looked at Zhu Wenjiang and said unkindly: "This... you are too poisonous to fuck, no matter what, the two of us have been with you for so many years, just because of this In a sentence or two, you are going to kill Hu Haihe!"

Zhu Wenjiang has recovered now. In fact, he didn't even want to kill Hu Haihe, but it was only because of his anger that he kicked Hu Haihe.

He never thought of killing Hu Haihe.

But now the facts have happened in front of his own eyes. Whether he has thought or not, Hu Haihe is dead.

This is an indisputable fact. Under such circumstances, even the explanation is useless.

And Zhu Wenjiang, too lazy to explain.

"I am your boss! Whenever it is, Hu Haihe asked for it all!" Speaking of this, Zhu Wenjiang's anger continued to tumbling, "If you dare to do this again, I don't mind Push you down too!"

Liu Shanchuan was frightened first, and then gradually calmed down, saying disdainfully: "Do you think you tell me this, I will be afraid of you? I tell you, be your daydream!"

Liu Shanchuan's emotions also began to arouse, he pointed to Zhu Wenjiang's nose and said: "The boss like you, who has no human nature, is simply not worthy to let me follow you!"

Seeing the two of them fight again, the leaves beneath them suddenly began to shake violently.

The two of them were still very scared of the flaming magma, so they closed their mouths and put their whole bodies against the leaves.

Then an amazing scene appeared, a fiery red skull claw, grabbed the leaf where they were, and then a red skull came out of the magma.

The faces of Zhu Wenjiang and Liu Shanchuan became very ugly at the same time. They never thought that they would encounter such a situation. Under the fear of their hearts, all their anger was extinguished, and only the endless fear. ..

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