Chapter 229: Twisted Love

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Shen Siyuan's gaze fall on the scavenging old man, Ruan Hongzhuang vaguely guessed something.

"Nothing, let's go."

Shen Siyuan pulled Ruan Hongzhuang and continued forward.

But that ghost climbed down from the old man's back, came to Shen Siyuan's side, and asked urgently, "Can you see me?"

Although Shen Siyuan wanted to earn merit, at this moment he did not want anyone to disturb his date, so he simply ignored him.

"Want to die?" Jiangdong's eyes shot out an arc of electricity; this was Thunder Soul Power. Black lightning crossed the iron gate in an instant, striking the dried corpse directly. That person screamed in terror, and one foot was instantly charred! If Jiangdong had not intentionally held back, not wanting to cause too much commotion, that single strike just now would have been enough to kill him.

Those who, while alive, sowed discord among flesh and blood, incited fathers and sons, brothers, sisters, and husbands and wives to discord, after death enter the Iron Tree Hell. The trees are all covered with sharp blades, which are inserted under the skin from the back of the person, hanging them upon the iron trees. After this ordeal, they must still enter the Sinful Mirror Hell and the Steaming Basket Hell.

Grandpa Lu's reaction to her that day, Dad Lu's reaction to her, everything, everything, actually had a reason.

Came here again. Truly don't know if this time I can take her back; for the first time, he began to doubt his own confidence.

I looked at that truck; the entire left-side wheels were stuck in the sand, impossible to dig out for the time being. The others were pulling out the three camels that had suffered by association. Zhou Tong saw he couldn't help for the moment, so he pulled me, signaling me to return to the car and report the situation to Sheng Shiyao.

Because it was the first time conducting team collective training, the overall atmosphere of the UF team was still relatively conservative; everyone was adapting to the rhythm of the others inside the room. Otherwise, if they failed to adjust and an accident of moving hands and feet in unison occurred, they would likely fall down viciously.

Lily, collapsed on the ground, had her mind already completely blank; her ears buzzed with a ringing sound, so frightened she forgot to let tears flow.

The old lady's eyeballs moved, her lips parted, but she couldn't get a sound out; her face turned green and pale, and within a moment she fainted again.

He didn't expect her to understand his thoughts instantly, but he hoped she understood he had a reason.

The experienced Billups immediately shifted his footwork, but the next second, he crashed into Marion, who had secretly moved forward.

It was seen that the thug charging at the very front was sent flying directly by Guo Lei's palm strike, flying five or six meters away, smashing a table.

At a corner on the edge of the Spirit Beast Forest, in a dim cave dwelling, a middle-aged man walked out of the cave, looked toward the direction of Qianzhong City, and his face was full of lecherous smiles.

Li Muzi hid under the quilt, daring not to close her eyes. Her body was already exhausted beyond measure, but if she closed her eyes, infinite cycles of nightmares were queuing up waiting for Li Muzi.

On the side of Tsuwaki Iwao, after seeing this ten-meter-tall giant dumpling appear, his face became extremely ugly.

In such an occasion, shouldn't it be all words of praise? Yet no one mentioned the enfeoffment of the four Imperial Princes. This was obviously Your Majesty colluding with them; specifically for what purpose, he simply did not know for the moment.

And Tianming, positioned above where everything was clear, how could he not have noticed the malicious gaze from below? It was just that he now also felt some guilt toward Long Hongxiang.

Speaking of which, the diary itself should record things about oneself; why did Pei Yun'an write a monologue about a nightmare?

Feng Dou Dou nodded firmly at Wang Yizhi in agreement. Under the pulling and waist-pinching hints of Fan Rou'er beside her, she reluctantly retreated to the side, daring not to speak more.

He had seen clearly the deaths of those two just now. After a round of struggle, his own people had not gained even a shred of advantage, and moreover, they had been caught off guard by them.

The days of recuperation were quite good; everyone returned to a regular life. By night, the traffic still flowed back and forth, and the ten members of the Red Shield sat on the roof, gazing at the vast Milky Way in the sky.