Death Inquisitor

Chapter 1955: tourism

There was a little regret in his heart. He hurt so much now. Did those people feel the same when they were killed by him? But soon this little regret turned into endless hatred, he hated it, obviously he owns the system, why is his system useless at all? Why can't his system rescue him?

Why should he be tortured by these long-dead people here?

He is not reconciled, he is not reconciled!

Consciousness gradually weakened, and then burned like a flame added with straw.

Ling Yilang opened his eyes again, in a steaming steamer. This scene seemed familiar, Ling Yilang lying on the steamer with a tongue like a dog, thinking about it for a long time, others think of a way to torture people in a clean TV show.

Live steaming, as the name implies, is to steam people to death.

The lid on the steamer does not match the steamer. There is a gap in the middle of Ling Yilang's index finger joint. He looks out through this gap, sees the blue sky and white clouds, and also sees his former wife. Then use the pressure cooker to make food for the wife.

The wife lowered her body halfway, looking flush with him, looking at him coldly, the cold sight was like looking at a dead person.

Don't be too smug, bitch. Ling Yilang gasped for a long time, he was not reconciled, he wanted to escape from here, he had to make the deceased death judge also his own collection! Under this belief, Ling Yilang felt that he had recovered some strength, and he was even able to use the big data system.

After swearing at this unreliable system, Ling Yilang began to invade the steamer data using the big data system. There is a guess in his heart that the death judge is a systematic person like him.

If his guess is not wrong, then everything here will be composed of data that can be invaded by him. As long as the data in the cage is eliminated, then he can go out, turn off the head of the stinky bitch, and then grab the death judge, and give a hard lesson.

If other system holders meet Ling Yilang, it is estimated that he will plant a big heel on his body, but unfortunately he encountered Ye Chen, the death live broadcast system specifically created for Ye Chen's Cube, that It is an artifact that can create everything as long as the conditions can be met, and the things it creates are not intrusive by big data systems, and have absolute independence.

Ling Yilang waited for a long time, until he smelled the flesh of his body, he still didn’t wait until the system invaded the steamer and let him out. He clenched his fists and looked at the sky outside the gap. The unwillingness in his heart became stronger and stronger. Fermented in the hatred of the death judge, it turned into a hatred.

But no matter how much he hates, he is destined to be a loser.

In this hatred, Ling Yilang closed his eyes and never opened again.

"So exciting! This is the top ten tortures in history, right?"

"Unfortunately, Ling Yilang only reached the third level. I want to see all the torture."

"Following the death judge, what chance will there be? Wait, the next live broadcast will be more exciting."

Ye Chen closed the live broadcast room, sighing and rolling on the bed, the system asked: "All the culprits have been tried, why is the host's mood index still not high?"

Ye Chen didn't answer immediately. He closed his eyes, recalling the hateful eyes before Ling Yilang's death, opened his eyes and rolled over, "That guy, he didn't repent from beginning to end." It was really uncomfortable.

"The death penalty's mood fluctuated greatly. According to your human mood swing chart, he regretted it halfway, but later he didn't know why, and his emotions went to the other extreme." The system explained Ye Chen somewhat puzzled. .

Ye Chen exhaled: "Who knows, it's over, I want to sleep."

"There is a lottery, don't you want to draw right away?" the system asked.

Ye Chen waved his hand without even raising his head. "Let's talk tomorrow." He was not satisfied with the result of today's trial, so he doesn't even have any interest in the draw.

Fortunately, Ye Chen's resilience is good. He recovered his previous spirit early the next morning. After the exercise, he opened the draw. There was nothing good on this draw, and Ye Chen didn't care. Moved the pointer.

The last thing that was drawn was a stone. Ye Chen will be able to hold the stone in his palm and play it, asking about the special use of this stone in the system.

"There are only two things that appear in the lottery, one is the guide and the other is the battle aid."

Is there a difference? Isn't the nature the same? Isn't it a battle aid to lead yourself to victory? Ye Chen couldn't understand it, and he didn't want to listen to the lengthy explanation of the system, so after trying to check the internal structure of the stone to no avail, Ye Chen put the stone up and planned to give himself a leave today and take Liang Yin out to play, Make up for the regret that the tour was interrupted before.

"Okay, let's go out and change our mood." After listening to Ye Chen's advice, Liang Yin was very happy and jumped onto Ye Chen's body and refused to come down.

Ye Chen felt that there was a ghost in it. He sandwiched Liang Yin's small face in his hands and solemnly asked, "My dear wife, what happened, actually made you so happy?"

"Look at this. Jewelry tasting sessions are being held in the city center. I heard that rough stones have been shipped from Myanmar. We can go and have a look. Maybe we will earn a big house." Liang Yin said, saying A circle was drawn, meaning that this big house is really big.

Ye Chen nodded and said, "Since you want to go, don't say to earn a house, even if you want to sell a house." There is no shortage of money at home. Liang Yin wants to play. Ye Chen wants to play It doesn't matter, as long as she is happy.

"I know you're the best, go and eat quickly, and we'll set off after eating." Liang Yin pushed Ye Chen to sit in front of the dining table, and ran back to the room to start dressing up. Despite her natural beauty, which girl does not want to be more beautiful?

After Ye Chen finished his breakfast, Liang Yin hadn't dressed up yet, so he took out the stones he had drawn at the beginning of the lottery and played with it, thinking that maybe he could find someone at the jewelry tasting meeting to see if he could be like The original stone is like calcite.

"I'm down." Liang Yin wore a red hollow ruffled top today, plus smart black wide-leg pants. The makeup on her face was a little thick, but it was particularly beautiful with her dress.

Seeing Ye Chen straightened his eyes, Liang Yin smiled shyly, put his hand on the hand that Ye Chen passed, and went out with him to start the date between them. ..

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