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1024 The eighteenth floor of hell, the first floor tongue-pulling hell!(2/2)

Immediately afterwards, he took Lin Cheng toward the dry wellhead with a swagger and came to the wellhead. Hei Bai Wuchang took Lin Cheng and jumped down directly.

From beginning to end, the ghost messengers did not interrogate Lin Cheng and Hei Bai Wuchang.

In addition to attracting souls, black and white impermanence also escorts the soul to hell.

Every day, a large number of souls are sent to hell, and of course, a large number of souls are sent out.

All sent out are souls released after being sentenced.

The dry well seemed to be very deep, and it fell for more than ten seconds before it reached the bottom.

The first level of hell, the tongue hell.

There are many iron pillars around, and these iron pillars are red, and one iron pillar is tied to a soul.

The iron pillar emits heat, scorching these souls, making a harsh "hissing" sound.

At the same time, many ghost messengers were holding red-burned iron pliers and constantly yanking their soul-wrenching tongues.

It did not pull it off, stretch it out, retract it again, stretch it out, retract it again, and retract it again, and this cycle was repeated.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm..."
Chapter completed!
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