Feast of villains

Chapter 195 196 Journey to Hell, Going to My Wife’s Home?

Author: Yuyu Kuaidong

Chapter 195 196. Journey to hell, to my wife’s parents’ house?

Nance lay on his back.

Looking upward, a pair of perfect long legs with an astonishing length appeared. Although they were wrapped in stockings, the delicate clothes could still be seen through from under the thin fabric. A little further up, there was an extremely charming view of the stockings.

"Assistant A!" Irene raised her high heels slightly, and the heels shone with a cold light like a murder weapon, "The way you stare at your boss with such a lecherous look is too much!"

"How can I look at it so lustfully?"

"The look in your eyes has betrayed your heart!"

"You've already used it, why don't you let me see it..."

"What did you say?"

"No, I didn't say anything..."

"You are so perverted!" Eileen moved her feet forward, and the heel of her shoe lightly landed on Nance's chest and crushed her, "I haven't even hidden the feeling of Sister Ximena, so it's better for you.

, I have cheated on myself, I will never let you stay..."

"It's not like you don't know how it feels..." Nance said contemptuously at her.

"Humph! I scared you!" Irene's beautifully shaped nose twitched deliberately, her eyebrows twisted up, and she made a face at him.

Believe it or not...

Nance closed his eyes and took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and climbed up.

The queen really didn't spare any effort. This slap broke at least three of his ribs. When she sat up to adjust her breath, Ximena from far away looked over at him from the corner of her eye, her face moved, and then she glanced at Lucifer again, his expression

Restore your calm appearance.

Erin folded her arms, looked at Nance jokingly and said, "I would be willing to die in the hands of such a beautiful woman, right?"

"That's true."

Nance bared his teeth and grinned, feeling hurt and happy at the same time.

"Let your wish come true tonight."

"What?"

"For an outstanding person like you, dying young is the only way to live a literary life."

"Ha, are you praising me?"

"I'm just stating a fact." Irene nodded and said, half of her face illuminated by neon lights.

"Thanks, I know you complimented me." Nance laughed heartily.

After his injuries healed, he stood up and walked towards the queen.

He is in his early twenties, tall, well-dressed, and speaks politely. Although his expression is not rich enough, it is enough in front of acquaintances. He has big hands, long fingers, and an amazing magazine capacity. In the critical eyes of the two monarchs, he is

There are countless advantages...and equally many disadvantages.

"Have you bought the cat's claw white stockings?" Nance asked in a low voice.

"Well, I've already bought it!" Erin adjusted her scheming thoughts and said mischievously: "Tonight you and I will hang Sister Ximena up with a rope and whip her little ass with a whip..."

Lucifer said to himself, he was really arrogant to the extreme.

"You want me to die quickly, right?" Nance rolled his eyes at her.

"Of course, why do you think that I hope you live well?" Irene said with a smile, as if she had a rainbow-colored aura of evil.

Nance sped away from her and ran towards the queen.

Ximena crossed her arms and shook her head subconsciously when she saw him running over. Nansun suddenly felt like a beautiful mother teaching a naughty child a lesson. A burst of self-blame came out, making him lower his head immediately.

Queen mother blames.

Hey, it's hard to get off the tiger... A trace of confusion flashed between Ximena's eyebrows, and her black skirt swayed as she stood up.

In front of the bright neon lights, she has a graceful figure, and there is no emotional expression on her fair and delicate face.

"I will take you to hell."

She walked slowly over and said softly.

Her expression was cold, but her tone was soft and hoarse.

The way Her Lady the Queen walks is very beautiful, and her waist is so thin that it reminds people of weeping willows in the wind. At this time, winter has not passed, and the flowers have not yet bloomed. The way she walks in a thin black shirt and long skirt is like a black rose blooming in the dark night.

So mysterious and sexy.

Her romantic pink and white hair was not tied up and spread along the back of her head.

This hairstyle is like a modern young woman getting ready for bed. The bangs reaching her eyebrows are swaying in the wind, revealing her fair and smooth forehead from time to time.

Nice!

Nance was excited.

The Queen's two contradictory yet harmonious temperaments of mature charm and pure indifference were his favorite. He really wanted to see her look like she was looking at trash with disgust while reluctantly

He raised his feet and ravaged his body and mind...

His heart was up and down, and he lowered his head and did not dare to look directly.

Ximena's fingers hidden in her sleeves trembled, her eyes evasive.

Goujiuzi's tiny movements of swallowing saliva were clearly reflecting on the previous contact... Her eyes were shining brightly and her toes were squirming slightly.

"Be...unbridled!"

"I am guilty, please punish the Queen!"

Nance bent down and confessed and apologized.

"Go away! I don't want to see you again!" Ximena turned her back and covered up the two blushes on her cheeks.

That back view was perfect. Although she was still so arrogant, Nance really felt that the arrogant queen was the cutest.

"Hurry up, sister!" Irene joked from behind, "All you have is your stubborn mouth. Why don't you go back to the palace and hide away?"

"You don't have to worry!"

Ximena raised her hand and waved.

Amid the faint fluctuations, a space crack appeared, and Nance's vision went dark before he fell into another space.

No matter who knows it, hell is a dark world full of fear, pain and despair.

This is the territory of demons. Evil people will be sent here to receive eternal punishment after death. In the theology of the past, hell is a representative of human collective fear. It is a place that will never see the light of day and is the same as heaven.

A place of stark contrast.

In the description of the Bible, hell is a bottomless abyss filled with fire and brimstone, where criminals suffer endlessly. Demons, headed by Lucifer, have the power to rule hell and are ruthless to sinners.

Nance's feet floated in the air.

He was obviously in the air, but he could feel the buoyancy supporting him, as if he were on the sea.

The hell he saw seemed somewhat similar to the hell described in "The Divine Comedy".

It was a huge funnel that was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. It was roughly divided into nine layers. The structure was very complicated. The entrance at the top was divided into thicker layers, and towards the back it was divided into thinner layers. Even where each monarch was

The directions are all displayed.

"This is the first level, called Limbo." Eileen said in a tour guide's tone, pointing forward and introducing Nance.

Nance looked forward

The moonlight penetrated into the foggy sky, shining with inexplicable light;

The waves in the deep sea are turbulent, blowing out waves of fishy smell, and gray waves are constantly hitting the floating islands.

Visions began to brew.

In the thick fog, howling monsters, black liquid twisted into various forms in the violent earthly mist, and sharp sounds like sand across glass, were all ravaging Nance's spirit and torturing his senses.

In those thick fogs, you can see those long-gone figures and those past times.

"Be careful, don't be scared to the point of weakening your legs..." Irene laughed.

Nance gasped and stared at her with unconvincing eyes to express his determination that he would never weaken his legs.

"Come in!"

Ximena said calmly, stepping on the entrance first with her bare feet.

"Hey, let me tell you, do you feel a sense of mission?" Irene turned her back to Ximena and teased Nance with a wink, "You have the responsibility and obligation to use love to rescue Ximena's sister.

.”

"Is this okay?"

"Love can redeem everything."

"Oh." Nance nodded, "As long as it's not yours!"

"brush!"

Her slender legs kicked towards him.

Nance, who was well prepared, jumped slightly and chased after the queen's back.

"I'm getting bolder and bolder!" Irene said angrily, stepping on the air with her high heels and struggling to catch up. But Nance, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and Irene bumped into him from behind.

Jelly-like collision texture, really elastic.

"Why did you stop so suddenly!" Miss Irene roared.

Nance was actually attracted by a sentence at the intersection.

But after Irene bumped into him, he had no time to take care of that thing. Judging from her temper, if he ran slower, the high heels would definitely kick him forward mercilessly, giving him a taste of what it means to be unbearable.

pain……

Miss Irene's leg kicked forward as he expected.

Nance had already formed muscle memory and jumped out before she could hit her kick.

"Stop it, stop it, tell me what this is..." He pointed to the sign at the entrance.

Irene smiled with a straight nose, but did not continue to attack him. She glanced at the sign, scratched her hair in confusion, and said to herself: "What is this thing? Who hung it here..."

…”

What an incompetent boss.

The only woman who can personify the four-character idiom of being unruly and stupidly arrogant is Officer Irene. The so-called only god who gave her beauty and powerful power should be the biggest devil in the world.

…

Nance looked at the sign at the entrance.

【Abandon all hope, you who enter here.】

(Whoever comes, quickly abandon all hope!)

Ximena, who was walking in front, said without looking back: "She put it up herself, about fifteen hundred years ago."

"Huh? Is it really me? Why do I have no memory? Which life is it? It's too bad, I can't remember it at all..." Erin didn't make any weak move, just lightly shrugged her shoulders and sighed slightly.

In one breath, a hoarse voice slipped out of Duanli's red lips: "...I'm really miserable."

Nance has become immune to her various forms.

Even if she was sold miserably, he would not frown or believe a single word of hers.

After passing through the gate, what appears in front of Nance is a passage, which is the outskirts of hell. The undead wandering here are people who can neither go to heaven nor hell, because they had the opportunity to choose good and evil during their lifetime.

But no choice was made.

Wandering here, they were chased and stung by wasps and poisonous snakes, and were in a state of running non-stop all day long.

From the painful scene of them wailing in the gray fog, it seems that people can perceive the essence of this world: either you are good enough and go to heaven; or you are bad enough and go to hell; you are stuck in the middle and don't love each other.

After walking forward for an unknown amount of time, a rolling black river cut off the road.

This is the boundary between limbo and the first level of hell. The two monarchs took Nance and countless dead people on a boat across the river to the real hell.

The first level of hell is called Limbo.

The people imprisoned here are ignorant people with no religious beliefs.

Although they are called fools, in fact, they are more capable than believers, and their thinking is the best in the long history of mankind. They include poets Homer and Ovid, philosophers Socrates, Plato, and mathematician European

Lid, and the physician Hippocrates…

"God wants to judge them, but I want to protect them. Isn't it amazing?" Irene asked with excitement.

"Yes, yes!" Nance said perfunctorily.

The second level of hell is the hell of lust.

As the name suggests, those imprisoned here are those who were greedy for beauty during their lifetime. These people indulged in the pleasure of the body during their lifetime, and after their death, they were carried by the strong wind and kept hitting the rocks... The lustful monarch Asmod would come here from time to time.

After two laps, I found a suitable little color batch, so I took one bite at a time to replenish my body...

The third level of hell is the hell of gluttony.

The environment here is very harsh. The undead with the gluttonous attribute in front of them are lying on the ground unable to move, being hit by the rubble and sewage falling from the sky.

The fourth level of hell is the hell of greed.

Greedy people in life will continue to push boulders against each other after death, and the Mammon Lord will walk around here with money bags. As long as the undead know something interesting and offer a large sum of treasure, they can avoid suffering some physical pain.

The fifth level of hell is called Wrath.

People who had a bad temper during their lifetime would fight with each other here, biting their flesh and blood, but they could never stop.

The sixth level is called heresy hell.

The fallen angels who have fallen from heaven spend most of their time on this level, fanning their black wings and discussing the evil plan to counterattack heaven... Judas, who betrayed God, is also on this level of hell.

When Nance walked in, a fallen angel saw him and said: "No living man may enter! (No living man may enter!)"

After saying that, He flew over and planned to tear this little bug Nance into pieces.

His fate was that he was kicked by Lord Lucifer and sent to the next level of hell.

"Are you blind? This is Ximena's man, your future king. Kneel down and greet me!"

What these words say is truly shocking.

Ximena's figure disappeared in a flash, leaving Nance and Lucifer standing together, enjoying the worship of all demons. That spectacular scene made many fallen angels who came later couldn't help but feel a strange sense of relief.

Already feeling relieved.

——His Royal Highness Lucifer finally got married, but it was not easy...

I just hope that this little man can stop being played to death so quickly and try his best to bear His Highness Lucifer's unpredictable and weird temper for everyone.

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I have two yangs and my condition is not good.

(End of chapter)