Chapter 1167

Elder brother Hei was a little impatient and hung the chain around Qian Duoduo's neck: "don't waste your time. Come with us to the hell palace. It's time for us to get off work!"

With that, he reached out and hung the chain around her neck. It was like a Beijing roast duck falling down on her head.

Qian Duoduo almost choked to death. He coughed fiercely, stretched out his hand, pulled the chain, and kept struggling. He faltered in his mouth: "where are you going to take me? I'm a good woman and a law-abiding citizen. In broad daylight, you can't rob women, force / good behavior / prostitute! I want to sue you, I want to appeal! "

Black elder brother Yin measured of smile: "OK, sir, I give you an opportunity, take you to the gate of hell, and then appeal to the yama!"

Qian Duoduo's eyes bulged out when he heard the word "ghost gate".

As soon as she came back, someone couldn't wait to hire a murderer and kill him?

"You can't force people to be ghosts!"

She held out her hand and trembled, pointing to two unidentified people in front of her.

"What makes you a ghost? You're a ghost already, OK? If you're right, you're still a wandering ghost who can't even find her body. If you can't, you can look down at your ghost ~"

brother Bai bit his blood red tongue and glanced at her disdainfully. He was a little impatient ~

to be a ghost No wonder the king of hell wants to destroy her!

With his words, Qian Duoduo looked down at his current physical condition.

He was dressed in a white cloth, his hair was scattered around his waist, and he had no jewelry. He was in a natural state.

She stood in front of the window, there was a light shining on her body, she could not reflect her own shadow ~ and the most terrible thing was that when she bowed her head, she found that she had no feet, and her whole body was drifting in mid air!

Seeing this, Qian Duoduo only felt a blank in his mind, which was like a bolt from the blue and hard to accept.

Why does this day of great joy turn into one's own death day?

Long Muchen, who is far away in another time and space, does he know the fact that he has disappeared? Or is he holding another woman, tossing and turning in gentle country?

"You let me go, I was framed, I have my own body, I want to go back to shengchen ~ I want to see longmuchen!" When Qian Duoduo thought of this, he felt a burst of panic. After a moment, he grinned and howled.

She cried heartbroken, howled deafening, almost did not break the black and white impermanence of the eardrum.

They have been working in the post of soul charmer for hundreds of years. They have never seen such a difficult woman.

Looking at the time, it was more than their time to get off work. Later, they invited some female ghosts to have a drink and sing K together. This made elder brother Bai feel depressed. His attitude obviously became impatient. He pulled the chain on his hand and sternly scolded: "what's wrong? If you go to the palace of hell, you'll cry again. If you're dishonest, please wave the old paper Sleeves, let you become a cloud

Qian Duoduo was scared and flattened his mouth, and he didn't cry ~

who was afraid of who, barefoot was not afraid of wearing shoes, anyway, they all died. When he arrived at the palace of hell, even if he was desperate, he would make a fuss!

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