Chapter 220 Big Trouble in the Criminal Room

The white envoy also knows that in the recent period, there have been many uninvited guests, going in and out of the hell. My lord, he is restless and restless. There must be something wrong in his heart! He said with a pun, "I've been here for a long time! A wisp of wandering soul is restless and constantly struggling! The master is still dreaming for nothing! The money that came was the sound of chains! It was the sound of chains! It's probably awkward to listen to, and there are also such hallucinations. These two kinds of sounds, sometimes mixed with the transaction music, that is to say, in the sound of money, the sound of the chain, the wine is no longer far away. Maybe the two are twins! One ear hears the clog of money, and the other ear! I just smelled the sound of the chain. You'd better be sober and sit down and calm down to try the case!"

When Bai Ji saw these uninvited guests, there was a light on his forehead. It was not like a ghost in hell. It was clearly a living spirit that sneaked in! The Yangjian people appeared in hell and still rushed around in the hall, which was not within the jurisdiction. They only detained the souls of the dead, so they didn't bother to ask.

"White arrest envoy, let's be questioned in court!" Wang Qiang cheered up and said, "Oh, cough!" Ah, cough!" Cough!" After coughing a few times, he judged the wandering soul and asked, "Kneel down, where are you from? Is it a dog or a cat? Tell me quickly.

A wisp of wandering soul showed no sign of kneeling down. He pretended to be deaf and didn't hear the dog's bite. He ignored it and stood in the Hall of the King of Yan without saying a word.

The new king of hell was entangled in those things, and his heart was itchy and couldn't stop. Obviously, he was not very happy. He saw a wisp of wandering soul unconvinced and put on a tough posture, like a wronged soul, hum! Ren Zi is arrogant and strong. As soon as he is put into the oil pan, it is rotten and becomes a soft bone! Everything was done, and he said angrily, "Wow! He was so bold that he didn't dare to pay attention to me. He took the envoy and threw it into the oil pan and fried it for three days and nights. It's not a trick. It's your hard bone! It's still a variety of torture tools in hell.

"Yes!" Bai Jushi led a wisp of wandering soul out of the Hall of hell and walked to a row of dark corners. In a moment, he came to a large room and pushed open a closed door. There were eight large iron pots in the room, which were placed side by side. They were on the big stove, through natural gas pipes, burning, and a pot of oil was boiling and rolling. Bubbles emerge one by one.

The new king of hell was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at his eyes. He also followed him to the door and shouted outside, "A wisp of wandering soul, take out the oil pan whenever you confess, write down the eight characters of Sheng Geng, check the past achievements, and then judge whether to heaven or hell, but according to such a strong attitude, you can directly enter the 18th floor. Forget it!"

The white envoy knows that a wisp of wandering soul has great energy, and the cultivation is not shallow, so how dare to untie it! He shook the chain in his hand and circled it around the wandering soul a few times, then threw it hard and threw it into a pot of oil to suffer.

"Oh!" Sneer!" "Oh!" A wisp of wandering soul was thrown into the pot oil, and the boiling oil splashed into the wall. Suddenly, there were dense holes in the wall.

The white detention envoy doesn't care about this. He has been used to it for a long time, "B Bang!" Just cover it with an iron lid.

"Wow!" Whew!" "Wow!" The fire under the stove is booming and burning!

The white envoy threw a wisp of wandering soul into the pan oil and fried it. In a blink of an eye, three days and nights passed quickly.

Bai Ju used an iron spoon, reached into the oil pan to salvage, stirred a few times, and did not take out anything, and even the iron chain was missing.

Bai Jingshi personally stayed in front of the oil pan for three days and three nights, and did not find anything abnormal! This is so strange. The chain will not be connected with a wisp of wandering soul, and it will be boiled and oiled together! Such things have never happened since the beginning of Pangu. What's going on? I can't even make trouble myself!

Bai Gu had no choice but to think that he would catch the dead by himself. This iron chain is made of the iron of the eternal cold.

This mysterious iron is buried deep in the center of the ground. It is surrounded by tens of thousands of degrees of hot magma. It is buried in this place of black iron. Below 10 million degrees Celsius, it has been excavated into two iron chains. Black and white impermanent hold one each. It is an instrument used to lock the undead. Once it is trapped, it can't break free. Its energy It is so big that it can surpass any object under the sky.

The last time, a wisp of wandering soul escaped and rushed to the heavenly court. A pine iron chain was caused by careless intent.

Two chains can be burned off! Even if it is burned in the amount of solar energy, it can't be burned. Why does it disappear?

A wisp of wandering soul has been burned, and there is such a possible surname. However, in hell, I have never encountered such a strange thing. For thousands of years, such an unusual failure has never appeared, and it is the first time!

How to deal with this matter, I have to go back to the Hall of the King of Yan. After reporting to the new King of Yan, how to make up for the consequences caused by this loophole and deal with the matter. Otherwise, I can't explain it to the heavenly court!

Bai Ju made himself stay up for three days and nights, looking listless and walked into the Hall of the King of Yan. He pushed open the door with one hand and stepped into the door without raising his legs! It came from my ear, "Oh!" "Oh, no!" The sound of chains.

The white restrainer felt strange and could afford it. A chain must have been thrown back in the Hall of the Lord of Yan! But! ! It doesn't seem to be a big deal. This chain is not locked with the undead. How can there be no wind? This is so strange!

Bai Jushi quickly walked into the Hall of the King of hell. What did he want to see? Is it the iron chain that makes a monster, or is it something else?

Bai Dushi walked to Dazhu and took a look. He didn't feel stunned. What's going on?

It turned out that the new King of Yan was chained to a big pillar. He was struggling fiercely! No one can escape with this chain lock.

Bai Jushi had a bunch of keys on his body. He didn't know if he had lost this chain, so he went up and took out a key and stuffed it into the keyhole. He gently said, "Kuck!" After opening the chain with one sound, the new king of the will be released.

The new king of hell was sleepy and confused, but he was pulled and tied to the pillar. He couldn't break free. A burst of fire rose. At the sight of the white envoy opening the chain lock for himself, his eyes were congested and angry, "Okay, you white envoy, you rebelled in hell!" Take the chain and dare to lock me. This is a little bold!"

Bai Shi did not know the truth, and he was also in the dark. He ate a stuffy gourd and hurriedly argued, "What's wrong with the ignorance? What's going on? How can you blame the envoy?

The new king of Yan was so angry that his stomach swelled. He asked angrily, "Master, the chain around your body, did you open the key you took out?"