I actually forgot that the power of the number on the plaything, plus the attack of the dagger, the damage was only a few hundred points. Even my defense could not be broken, and I still hoped that he would kill me with a knife?

I removed all the equipment on my body, rolled my eyes and said, "If you still can't cut it in, then I can only hit the wall. I tell you, you have to do it neatly..."

"Don't worry!" Zhiyin on the plaything smiled and quickly took action. The dagger slashed through my throat with a cold light, but he still couldn't kill me. I was just prompted by the system to be seriously injured and lost every second...

After a minute of bonus, I finally found that I had lost too much blood.

"I really don't know what I owe you in my previous life? I actually wanted to be bleeding from you like this..." Before I finished speaking, my eyes went dark.

When I saw that in addition to the options "Resurrection in Place" and "Resurrection Point", there is another option called "Hell Trial", and I knew that our choice was right and we didn't even have to be in vain.

I chose the "Hell Trial" with a happy attitude. The system actually prompted me that I was a person who entered the Hell Trial, and also rewarded me with 5,000 reputation and 1 point of insight. If I knew that a person who entered Hell had this reward, I would definitely collapse.

Understanding is related to the level of skill cultivation and the chance of comprehension. Some people even suspect that it is related to the damage and the time of the skill. Anyway, this hidden attribute is the most useful of the three hidden attributes I think. Although it is only added a little, it is enough to make me ignore the fact that there is a newly touched task in my taskbar.

In front of me, a wooden bridge was faintly visible in the misty white air. On the wooden bridge, the three big words "Naihe Bridge" hung floating in the air, shaking strangely, as if welcoming me, a person who has just entered hell.

However, when the bull head and horse face walked towards me with a fierce and ferocious face, I realized that this hell was not a hotel and was not very welcoming to foreign populations.

Before the bull-headed horse face approached me, my mind was turning sharply, thinking about whether to rush in, or let them arrest me and see the situation before talking about it...

If you kill all the way, if you kill the Ten Kings of Hell, you won’t get the dew, then the old iron...

But if you are tied up by them like this, what should you do if you need to use force?

Before I could think about it, the cowhead and horse face had locked me up from left to right. I couldn't make a decision for a while and time had already made me decide. After struggling, the chain was really tight.

Since I came here, let’s have peace! At this moment, a figure stumbled around me, neither someone else, but a plaything.

"Huh... I usually see someone coming here, why do you come here at once? "I don't know if it's a cow head or a horse's face and then quickly locked up the toy that hadn't reacted much.

"Hey, third brother, why are you locked up?" Toy Gunzhi looked at me depressedly and said, "Now, I haven't got the things yet. We probably have to go to the eighteenth level hell!"

I replied angrily: "Why did you come down? Isn't this a mess?"

Toys Shangzhi smiled and said, "It's difficult for a worldly person, two brothers, to walk together in reality. If you have the chance in the game, you have to accompany you."

"Go away quickly, I'm still laughing at me when I get here, go..."

I and Toysaka Shinji were pushed onto the Naihe Bridge by the ox-headed and horse-faced face, and met a hunched old woman with a snake wrapped around her body and a wrinkle on her face that looked like instant noodles.

People have said that Naiheqiao wants to drink Mengpo soup to forget everything in his previous life. Could it be that the disgusting old woman in front of me is Mengpo?

"Barring..." A night-like laughter came from the old woman's mouth. The gloomy eyes swept across me and the toy Shangzhi and said, "If you want to cross the Naihe Bridge, you must first pay 1,000 gold coins and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup cooked by the old woman!"

I looked at Mengpo in a daze and said, "Drinking Mengpo soup requires money?"

Meng Po replied: "How can there be free lunch in the world? Besides, my soup can make you forget all the troubles and all the pain in the world. I received 1,000 gold coins from you because the new store opened and it was discounted!"

Khan, which designer designed this? Don’t spoof it all right. If you have poor mental tolerance, you will have problems.

"Shouldn't he use ghost coins? Why do you want gold coins?" Shangzhi also exclaimed strangely: "Does we don't have to pay if we don't drink it?"

From the look he conveyed from the toy-goods Shangzhi, I knew what he meant was that he could not drink this thing, and maybe he would be hard to do if he really forgot something!

I immediately echoed, "Yes, old lady, we are all dead people. Where can I give you money to drink the soup you cooked yourself?"

"It's so unlucky. I thought I could start a business today, but it turned out to be a poor man. Oh, how can I live this life!" Meng Po walked away with a sigh.

I looked at each other in a glance. Why did I pass so easily? Do you don’t need to drink Mengpo soup when going to hell? It’s still the Mengpo soup...

Just as the cow head and horse face pushed us forward, I vaguely heard Meng Po muttering to himself: "Poor man, because of his greed for money, he chose to suffer twice the pain, which is sad..."

But just when I wanted to call the ox head and horse noodles, I wondered if this would be a trap designed by the designer? People mistakenly thought that Mengpo soup was indeed a good thing, and then drank it... So what is the purpose of doing this? Could it be that I really have to go to the eighteen layers of hell... Knife Mountain, Fire Sea, Oil Pot...

After struggling for a while, the chains appeared again were really strong. It seemed that they were about to fall this time.

I didn't see any ghosts or anything along the way, and I personally think that the environment of hell is much better than that of the undead space. At least there are rivers, although they are blood-colored, and trees, although they are black and bare, and there are exquisite fences, although they are all made of bones...

"Lady, what should we do later? You won't really throw us into the eighteenth level hell, and when we come out, we will throw us into the reincarnation path, and then we will return to the resurrection point?" Shimi-yu said to the plaything, "I just looked at the task called 'Hell Trial' in the taskbar. There was no prompt. I really don't know if the staff members behind this game have become lazy?"

"There is another mission?" I checked the task record and there was a "Hell Trial" mission: "Just just now, since it is a mission, let's go with the flow. Maybe the reward after completing the mission will not be revealed!"

"I don't think so, didn't Leng Rufeng say that? Bushenglu is used to punish those who will never be born. How could it be regarded as a mission reward?" said Toys Shangzhi: "If you meet a big man later, let's find out?"

At this moment, two little ghosts, who were smaller than me and I, took the chains locked by us from the hands of the NiuTou and Horsemen, shouting: "Bring the creatures to the hall..."

Then the fog in front of us all dissipated, and an ancient hall appeared. The big gold-inlaid King Qin Guang was engraved on the door plaque protected by various hideous monsters.

Just half a walk into the gate, I and I came to a place like the ancient government hall. Sitting in front was a majestic middle-aged man wearing a blood-colored crown, a blood-colored gold-edged robe and a floating beard. A horizontal plaque was hung behind his head, King Qin Guang of the Palace.

There is a couplet engraved on the copper pillars on both sides: "Although the official punishment in the Yang world can be avoided, the Yin Jujuan Network will never escape."

The middle-aged man was probably the King of Hell, King Qin Guang. Just as I was still watching, a loud bell-like voice sounded: "The Yang world is always confused, and these people who are killing recklessly have their entire body to my underworld and taken to the small hell to cut off."

As soon as I heard something was wrong, I was about to speak, but a huge force was sucked at a huge bronze mirror in King Qin Guang's left hand.

As soon as I stood still, I suddenly felt a sharp and domineering aura attacking me from the waist. Although my body was tied, it did not affect my reaction. I hurriedly flipped the sideways to avoid this attack, but I didn't know that my legs were just facing another huge blade.

A stinging pain came from my calf. My body shook, my center of gravity was unstable, and I fell down. Just as my head was about to touch the ground, a huge steel blade blew a strange white light in the darkness, slashing my head off in my horror gaze.

I watched the blood spurted out of the broken neck splattering on my face. I thought I was just dying, but my consciousness did not disappear at all, and I could see clearly. When I felt that my body that had lost a pair of calves and head fell forward, the sharp blade I could avoid came back again and was cut into... Four pieces... The destruction suit seemed to have no resistance under the huge steel blade. When the blood splattered, the two arms fell on the cold ground and twitched... And when the upper body was about to land, it slashed and cut into two pieces... Then it was a lower abdomen and thighs...

I felt in horror that my body was cut into pieces by several layers of blades. Although the pain was not very strong, the impact brought by visual and sensory caused too much shock to the mind...

When I was thrown out by a force, and the pieces of flesh that were cut into pieces... the blood actually integrated again at that moment...

I couldn't control my body at all. When my legs were weak, I staggered and fell down. After a sound of chains hitting the ground, I crawled on the ground and kept retching...

Just as I was sure my body was indeed very complete, I clicked and the pale-faced toy, Kazushi, lying on the ground with his eyes blankly, and I quickly moved to him and shouted, "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah... cough cough..." The tied toy, Kazushi, coughed violently, and the entire quiet court was filled with the echoes of his dry cough, which seemed so desolate.
Chapter completed!