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Chapter 620 Mini version of the concept of eighteen layers of hell

Such a cute little girl is very powerful, and she has no direct conflict with humans and is favored, which is normal.

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes! Jiang Chen suddenly smiled sarcastically. He was real. He didn't expect this to happen.

"Ha!" Jiang Chen laughed out loud, and he stretched out his hand and touched the head of the little girl in front of him.

Jiang Chen squatted down and looked at the little girl and said, "You can continue to be your He Ling here."

He took back everything on his body, including his dark yin energy, and then pulled Wei Fu back.

Wei Fu's face was pale, and Jiang Chen pulled the person to a safer place. Then he asked Wei Fu, "How are you?"

"She almost opened her mouth and ate me." Wei Fu's face turned pale, and his face didn't seem to be frightened just now.

The expression on Wei Fu's face seemed to start from touching the little girl, and he was always frightened.

"When I stood beside that little girl, I felt like I was being controlled by that little girl."

Wei Fu's face turned pale! He was really afraid that his body would keep trembling and his fists would be tightly clenched.

"I think it's scary, he's so scary." Wei Fu gritted his teeth, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"That little girl is so terrible!" Wei Fu said in a low voice, "I have never seen such a little girl."

Wei Fu clenched his fists!

His voice was a little hoarse, "He Ling, this guy must be a spiritual being born on the Forgetful River."

It has no soul, but has its own memory and consciousness. This kind of thing is very strange.

"It is very likely that she hopes that she has a soul, so she keeps swallowing the ghosts here, and she will lure the ghosts over to eat them for herself."

There are really many such things in this underworld, which are very terrible and dangerous. Jiang Chen has encountered a lot, but he is lucky.

Jiang Chen has always been lucky and has all kinds of props in the system to escape danger.

"..." Wei Fu took a deep breath, "The master has already got the things, let's leave here."

"This place may be regarded as a attraction." Jiang Chen turned around and looked at the little girl and smiled, "It's quite lonely for a little girl to stay here, right?"

"Actually, to promote the underworld culture, they should be recognized by them. I think this place is pretty good. What do you think? What do you think is comparable to Meng Po?"

The person in front of him was stunned for a moment.

Wei Fu had never seen Meng Po, after all, he was already considered a very famous Yin God.

Meng Po can meet all kinds of Kings of Hell without losing weight. Her identity is really special.

"Don't you find this place in Wangchuan River very strange? Why isn't it Meng Po? No, Meng Po's side should be Meng Po Tangchi!" He shook his head suddenly, Wei Fu really couldn't figure it out.

"Maybe Meng Po is gone anymore, who knows that we have never seen those more famous Yin Gods." Jiang Chen said softly.

Jiang Chen raised his head, a little fire burned in his bright eyes. He smiled, "Look at how many famous Yin Gods are there in this underworld?"

There are cow heads and horses everywhere, so it is not considered a matter! In addition, that is the judge Zhong Kui, but when will Zhong Kui appear once?

Moreover, Zhong Kui's level is too low. He is smart because of his strong ability and is more powerful, and because he has too much presence in the world.

In fact, Zhong Kui is not as high as he imagined, and he is just a minion in this underworld.

Jiang Chen returned to his palace, and he planned to take out a drop of Wangchuan River water to see. He wanted to try whether it worked!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the water of the Forget River, being able to forget the past and specifying to forget a special thing. Once you choose to forget, it will erase part of your soul and you will never be able to remember it."

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the system to give an appraisal immediately. Jiang Chen was happy, that is, the water of the Forget River was real.

"Can ordinary people in the system use the Wangchuan River water? Will there be any other side effects after drinking it?"

"Forget everything is the biggest side effect. You can specify a special thing and its connection and forget it all."

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

"Ha, I understand." Jiang Chen nodded with satisfaction, and his mood instantly became very good.

The faint smile in his eyes appeared directly, making Jiang Chen's eyes feel a little more indifferent.

"I want to go back this time, and I have to bring more specialties from the underworld back." Jiang Chen thought for a while and said to Wei Fu in front of him, "What else is there in the underworld worth bringing?"

"What do you think is more interesting and something that people can remember? "If Jiang Chen wants to promote the underworld culture, he must let everyone discuss it.

"The underworld...what else has any culture? The underworld is almost gone, haha." Wei Fu smiled self-deprecatingly, but his expression soon became serious.

"If you really want to talk about the underworld culture, then those Hall of Hell should be considered. Um! Or it is the 18th level of hell."

"Master, what do you think if we refine a prop and experience the eighteenth level of hell, what do you think?"

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What do you mean is to refine a weakened version of the prop, right?"

"That's right, refine a weakened version of the prop. Hehe! We can judge in the world like judges, of course, let them voluntarily."

Wei Fu made a suggestion, and he smiled, "Actually, I once thought about what would happen if there were eighteen levels of hell in the world?"

"If a person makes a mistake, then is it a very happy and wonderful thing to send him to the eighteenth floor of hell to enjoy torture?"

"In fact, sometimes torture a person does not necessarily have to let him enter hell. In the human world, you can actually create the eighteen levels of hell."

Jiang Chen didn't speak for a long time, he just thought Wei Fu was too... As expected, Yinhun's way of thinking is very different from that of humans, after all, his lifestyle is very different.

"Tsk! Then do I want to refine a magic weapon that contains the eighteen levels of hell experience!"

"Of course, you can let ordinary people come in and try it. You can let ordinary people try what physical and soul pain is, but it won't hurt them."

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, and when he heard Wei Fu say this, he also laughed.
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