"Ah Si, you can do it!" A cold command seemed to burst out from the terrifying mouth of the bull and horse.

"Why am I? I'm naturally timid, and you don't know it. A timid voice shuddered.

"Hmph, who asked your kid to cover the emperor's special Qin character to a place where it shouldn't be?!" The cold voice snorted coldly: "You should know! Once the Qin character on this kid's head sees the light, all of us will die without a place to be buried!"

"But I don't dare. He, he's the one with the word on his head, and I won't dare to touch him even if I die!" said Wang San, trembling.

"Okay, then we're going to kill you first, and then say he attacked the guard, killed the guard. In the end, he was hacked to death with a knife!" said in a cold voice, sinisterly.

"Come on, you kill me, and I won't do anything. I admit it when I die, but I can move the people with the words on my head and spread it. If you don't get wiped out by the Nine Clans, you have to be beheaded all over the house!" Ah Si's trembling teeth caught and killed, and he would rather die than do it.

"What a waste! Wang Er, you have no parents and no wife and children. No one is being implicated, you do it!" commanded in a cold voice.

"I said, I'm sorry! I'm out of business! But in my next life, I still want to vote for a good family. I won't do this kind of lack of morality!" Wang Er also refused to obey his orders.

"Which of you will do it, ten taels of silver, twenty taels, fifty taels, one hundred taels!" the cold voice kept increasing the temptation.

However, no one responded for half a day. Despite the temptation of shortness of breath, no one was willing to earn this huge amount of money.

Quiet, in the whole space, except for the sound of breathing, it is still the sound of breathing. It's just that one is heavier and more hurried than the other.

However, the most rapid breathing sound was naturally the meat on the chopping board, Wutian (Xin Ran). Wutian (Xin Ran) breathed rapidly, like a sharp whistle, and like a huge mouse weighing thousands of pounds, screaming!

"Fuck, a bunch of cowards! Since no one is willing to do it, let's do it together! lest we get suspicious of each other. The cold voice said this, and started to untie Wutian (Xin Ran) from the iron ring.

"Come, let's all do it together and carry him to the sarcophagus!" ordered the cold voice.

Wu Tian (Xin Ran) felt that there were seven or eight pairs of hands, and he grabbed him hesitantly. Like a chicken, the eagle grabbed him and threw him into a place. After a squeak, a harsh and terrifying sound. Wutian (Xin Ran) couldn't hear anything in an instant.

Wu Tian (Xin Ran) realized that he had been thrown into a large and deep stone coffin, and the coffin lid was closed.

This huge sarcophagus is not only heavy, but also the lid and the body of the coffin fit tightly. After a long time, he is bound to be suffocated to death!

Wutian (Xin Ran) was deeply enveloped by desperate fear. Not to mention that Wuda can't dig here, even if he digs here, he alone has no way to remove this heavy coffin lid.

Immediately, a kind of fear of loneliness and helplessness, the sorrow of being isolated and helpless, couldn't help but come to Wutian's heart.

A kind of heart-wrenching, heart-rending pain exploded in Wutian (Xin Ran)'s heart. Wu Tian (Xin Ran) wanted to die as soon as possible and get out of this demon realm, but he couldn't do it. He wanted to hit his head against the wall of the coffin and die. But he was already numb and couldn't move. He wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself, but his mouth was like that of a horse, and he was strangled with a thick rope, and the two rows of teeth could not bite together at all.

"Oh my God, what great evil did I do in my last life, and you want to torture me like this?!" Wu Tian (Xin Ran) couldn't help it, and roared angrily at the sky.

However, Wutian (Xin Ran) really called the heavens and the earth to be unspiritual. Wu Tian (Xin Ran) struggled and suffered in unspeakable and incomparable fear and pain.

As if 10,000 years had passed, Wutian (Xin Ran) felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe. Soon, the whole lung seemed to be about to be suffocated. Wutian (Xin Ran) was so depressed that he had to use his hands to open his chest. Wu Tian (Xin Ran) didn't notice that his hands, which had been stiff, were actually able to move. Although it is not flexible, it is like an iron claw steel hook, and it is tearing at his chest frantically.

For a while, Wu Tian (Xin Ran)'s chest was full of flesh and blood. However, he didn't feel a trace of pain. It's just tearing, scratching, hating, digging out all his heart, liver, lungs, and internal organs. Inadvertently, Wutian (Xin Ran) ripped off the chewy-like rope in his mouth. The entire Baotou cloth was torn to shreds.

However, that kind of suffocation has not only not been alleviated, but has become more and more severe. That kind of pain is no longer something that can be described by pen and ink.

Finally, Wu Tian (Xin Ran) couldn't breathe in a single breath. I was dizzy and died.

At the moment of death, Wutian (Xin Ran) sighed, and in the depths of his soul, he shouted: "Finally free、、、、、、"

Xin Ran thought that he could get rid of the demon now, but unexpectedly, he did not return, and his soul floated, leaving himself and ascending.

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Wu Tian (Xin Ran) clearly saw everything around him.

It was a huge sarcophagus. The coffin wall is carved with dragons and phoenixes, which is very spectacular and exquisite. Wu Tian (Xin Ran) was about to jump out through the lid of the coffin, when his soul was about to jump out, he involuntarily flipped his body and glanced back. Wu Tian (Xin Ran) was shocked to find that his other self was lying at the bottom of the coffin with a distorted, messy, twisted face, and silent. He is me, who am I?

Wu Tian (Xin Ran) was in a mess in his brain, struggling to go back and see what was going on. However, he couldn't help himself and kept floating upward. Wutian (Xin Ran) saw that he was getting farther and farther away from himself.

"No, I'm going back、、、、、、" Wu Tian (Xin Ran) couldn't help but shout.

Snap, two whips, sucked Wutian (Xin Ran) into a dark passage.

"What is your name? I haven't heard anyone say that the king of Hades told you to die on the third watch, and no one can stay until the fifth watch!" a little imp with a green face and fangs, waving a green and faint whip, pointed at Wutian (Xin Ran), and quacked and shouted.

"Dead 、、、、、、 am I dead、、、、、、

Wutian (Xin Ran) suddenly realized that he was dead. Now I am just a soul.

"I 、、、、、、 I still have important things to do, I can't die!" Wu Tian (Xin Ran) suddenly thought of his mission and yelled at the little ghost.

Bang, the little ghost whipped Wutian (Xin Ran) twice, and he was almost lost in pain.

The little ghost raised his whip and scolded severely: "What is the ghost screaming? You are going to die yourself, who do you blame?"