Chapter 1142

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hearing this, Huo Wenhua's face was as white as paper, and his whole body was shaking like chaff, "why? Why is it so punishable? "

"Brother, brother, brother..."

Huo Wendong called Huo Wenhua in a pitiful tone, "I'm so miserable. Wuwu, when I was so young, I was cheated into the boat by you. I was bought and sold by human traffickers. I was beaten and scolded. I didn't eat, wear or sleep..."

Hearing Huo Wendong's words, Huo Wenhua's guilt overcame his fear.

Yes, it was all his fault that day. Now what if he took the place of his younger brother?

I don't go to hell. Who goes to hell?

Isn't Buddha saying this?

What's more, he is going to replace his brother in hell.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and said to the God of death, "I am willing to replace him!"

"Decided?"

Death looked at him and waved.

Behind him, two black clouds appeared in an instant.

Two ghosts come out of the dark cloud!

One looks like a cow's head, the other looks like horse's face!

They are at least two meters and five meters long, with a fierce face and a thick black chain in their hands.

Seeing the legendary bull's head and horse's face appearing in front of him, Huo Wenhua's heart was so nervous that he jumped to mulberry's eye.

"Decided?"

Death re interrogates Huo Wenhua, "if it's decided, you'll go with the bull in front of the horse!"

"Brother..."

Huo Wendong, afraid of Huo Wenhua's regret, cried pitifully, "help me..."

Huo Wenhua's heart softened and nodded, "well, it's decided."

With that, he took the initiative to extend his hand.

The black robe of death

Huo Wenhua's soul is separated from his body!

The bull came forward and handcuffed his hands.

Seeing Huo Wenhua like this, Yang Zimei sincerely felt sorry for him.

Such a soul who is still benevolent after being rich is so clean, but now he has to suffer the retribution of the wicked.

Huo Wendong, full of joy, approached Huo Wenhua's body and wanted to attach himself to it.

Yang Zimei's fingers move, flicking his soul away!

"Master Yang, what are you doing? Don't stop me from reborn, I want to enjoy my life

Huo Wendong yelled and yelled, full of expectation.

"Lord death, is it really possible to replace it like this?"

Yang Zi looked at the God of death reluctantly and said, "Mr. Huo Wenhua, is it really coming to the end of the day?"

"It's his choice."

Death said coldly, "I respect his choice. Of course, I can allow him to regret once."

Huo Wendong was nervous and yelled at Huo Wenhua's soul, "brother, you can't regret it. You promised me."

Yang Zimei looked at Huo Wenhua, "Mr. Huo, aren't you afraid that your choice is wrong?"

Huo Wenhua said with a bitter smile, "even if it is wrong, I have to choose this way. If I take Wendong once, I will return everything to him. Master Yang, please take good care of him

Yang Zimei's lips slightly pulled.

From what Huo Wendong said just now, she would never take care of such people. Therefore, she did not answer.

Hearing that Huo Wenhua didn't say regret, Huo Wendong's nervous expression relaxed again, "master Yang, don't worry, this is my brother's choice, you go away, let me in!"

Yang Zimei looks at death.

The God of death just looked at him empty, his beautiful face without any emotion.

Yang Zimei helpless, let Huo Wendong into the flesh of Huo Wenhua.

Huo Wendong got attached to the body and jumped excitedly. He just danced and yelled.

In his heart, there was ecstatic cheering: "I have developed, I will be reborn!"

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