Death Inquisitor

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silent Hill.

3. Jiaotou looked at Zhao Feixiong's crazy appearance, paused for a moment, and then slowly raised his left hand.

Zhao Feixiong's crazy eyes shrank suddenly.

Just when Zhao Feixiong thought that San, Jiaotou would make some powerful attack, San, Jiaotou's left hand suddenly clenched, leaving only one middle finger, pointing at Zhao Feixiong.

What the hell!

Zhao Feixiong's grim expression froze, and San, Jiaotou actually despised him.

At this moment, the machete of San, Jiaotou raised high, and chopped down with a "woo".

"Hey," came a voice.

Zhao Feixiong instantly appeared a red line from the top of his head to his crotch.

He tried to move his mouth, but couldn't say anything, and his eyes instantly showed hideous and crazy eyes.

With the sound of "crashing", Zhao Feixiong's intestines fell out.

At this moment, his body turned into two halves and fell to the ground.

His eyes gradually lost their luster.

Studio.

"Dead, tsk tsk, I don't know if this evil pen will become a ghost?"

"If you change a fart, even if you change, you will be cleaned up."

"Hahaha...I really hope he changes."

"Wait, today's live broadcast doesn't seem to be over yet?"

"Huh? Is there a sequel?"

Originally, the death trial, which should have ended here, did not end.

After a full minute, San and Jiaotou turned around and left, leaving only Zhao Feixiong's corpse cut in half.

Three minutes later, the barrage in the live broadcast room exploded.

"What's going on? Could it be that Zhao Feixiong really wants to become a ghost?"

"It's very likely, otherwise the death trial will continue."

Five minutes later, two clouds of gray mist-like gas flew out from Zhao Feixiong's body, then floated into the air and merged together.

The gray gas was constantly twisting and spinning, and when it stopped completely, a figure appeared in the live broadcast of the death trial.

After a few breaths, the figure became Zhao Feixiong.

It's just that Zhao Feixiong's expression at this moment is extremely grim.

"Jie Jie Jie... I've become a ghost..." Zhao Feixiong screamed.

Studio.

"Fuck! This idiot has turned into a ghost!"

"Confucius said, panic, no matter how hard he tries, no matter how bad he is, he won't be able to escape the palm of the judge's boss."

"That's right, keep reading, you must know that among the many superpowers of the judge boss, controlling ghosts is just one of them."

"Fuck! It's coming!"

silent Hill.

"Jie Jie... Death Judge, wait for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will cramp your tendons, peel your skin, and drink your blood!" Zhao Feixiong's soul looked up at the sky and howled mournfully.

Just then, a red shadow suddenly appeared in this dilapidated room.

When she revealed her true body, the barrage in the live broadcast room was mad again.

"Goddess in red! Hahaha..."

"Oh, I'm going, it turns out to be the goddess in red..."

"Hey, this idiot Zhao Feixiong should cry."

"Hahaha, I'll just say, this idiot turned into a ghost, and he was abused."

silent Hill.

Zhao Feixiong's shrill screams stopped abruptly when the red-clothed female ghost appeared.

There was a sudden churning of his soul, and he felt a threat, a deadly threat.

Although he has just become a ghost, Zhao Feixiong knows what this feeling means.

The red-clothed ghost in front of him is stronger than him.

"Your soul stinks." The female ghost in red looked at Zhao Feixiong and said in disgust.

"You!" Zhao Feixiong's soul began to churn instantly, obviously he was stimulated.

"Master said, you have to die, do you know what this means?" The red-clothed ghost didn't care about Zhao Feixiong's sudden appearance, and asked lightly.

Zhao Feixiong's soul churned again, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

Although he is now a ghost and is in a state of soul, his expression faithfully reflects his thoughts.

He is afraid, he is afraid, he has clearly become a ghost, thinking that revenge is hopeful.

But at this moment, Zhao Feixiong suddenly realized that he was really stupid.

The Death Judge is not a human at all. He is too powerful, so powerful that even if Zhao Feixiong becomes a Specter, he is just a toy in the Death Judge's hand. He can play whatever he wants.

"No...don't kill me...I was wrong...I was really wrong...I don't want to be wiped out, I still want to be reborn..." Zhao Feixiong's soul wailed in horror.

"It's too late, starting from the words you said before you died, your destiny is already doomed." The red-clothed female ghost said lightly, then raised her ghost claws and rushed towards Zhao Feixiong.

"No! I don't want to die!" Zhao Feixiong's soul let out a shrill scream, and then raised his ghost claws to meet the red-clothed female ghost.

"Puchi" came, Zhao Feixiong's ghost claws were torn off by the female ghost in red.

"Ow..." Zhao Feixiong's soul let out a miserable wailing sound.

I saw his soul vibrate and then become thin

some.

Zhao Feixiong's soul, who discovered this situation, screamed in fright, and then flew out.

"Want to run? Do you think you can run away?" The red-clothed female ghost's face suddenly turned hideous, and then she chased after her.

It turned out that the female ghost in red didn't use her full strength at all, but at this moment, the female ghost in red didn't dare to delay. She was afraid that Ye Chen would be angry. She didn't want the newly born spiritual wisdom to be wiped out by Ye Chen.

In just one breath, the ghost in red caught up with Zhao Feixiong's soul.

At this moment, the red-clothed female ghost was full of firepower, the ghost's claws flew up and down, and Zhao Feixiong's soul let out a miserable howl after another.

His soul is getting paler and less clear.

"No! Please, let me go, I am also a ghost..." Zhao Feixiong's soul begged for mercy in horror.

However, the female ghost in red ignored him at all and still attacked him.

As soon as the tea time passed, the red-clothed female ghost slammed into the front where there was nothing.

"Ah..." A miserable howl appeared in an instant, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Crack." A sound came.

I saw that Silent Hill began to crack, and then the pieces dissipated, but Silent Hill reached the limit of use and began to collapse.

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