Chapter 1143 Lord Death, Hello (3)

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Huo Wenhua heard this, his face was as white as paper, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve, "Why? Why is there such a big punishment?"

"Brother, brother, brother..."

Huo Wendong called Huo Wenhua in an extremely pitiful and resentful tone, "My life is so miserable, uuu, when I was so young, I was tricked into the boat by you, bought and bought by traffickers, and I was scorned and beaten. No food, no clothes, no sleep..."

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

Yes, everything was his fault back then, so what if he took the punishment for his younger brother now?

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?

Didn't the Buddha say this?

What's more, he was going to replace his younger brother into hell.

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

"Decided?"

Death looked at him and waved it casually.

Behind him, two black clouds appeared in an instant.

Two ghosts and gods came out of the black cloud!

One looks like a bull's head and the other looks like a horse's face!

They were at least two meters and five in length, with fierce expressions on their faces, and they were holding a thick black chain.

Seeing the legendary ox-headed horse-face appearing in front of him, Huo Wenhua's heart jumped to mulberry-eye with nervousness and fear.

"Decided?"

Death re-examined Huo Wenhua, "It's decided, you just go with the bull's head!"

"elder brother……"

Afraid that Huo Wenhua would regret it, Huo Wendong called pitifully, "Save me..."

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

After he finished speaking, he took the initiative to extend his hand.

Grim Reaper's black robe flicked...

Huo Wenhua's soul escaped from his body!

Niu Tau Ma stepped forward and shackled his hands.

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

Such a benevolent soul after being rich is so clean, but now it has to suffer the retribution that the wicked suffer.

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

Yang Zimei's fingers flicked, and his soul bounced off!

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

Huo Wendong yelled with anticipation on his face.

"Master Death, can this really be replaced?"

Yang Zimei looked at the god of death unwillingly, "Mr. Huo Wenhua, is the deadline really coming?"

"It's his choice."

Death said coldly, "I respect his choice, of course, he can be allowed to regret it once."

Hearing this, Huo Wendong became nervous and hurriedly shouted 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 smiled bitterly, "Even if it's wrong, I can only choose this way. I've lost Wendong once, so I'll give everything back to him. Master Yang, please take good care of him!"

Yang Zimei's lips twitched slightly.

Judging from Huo Wendong's statement just now, she would never take care of such a person, so she did not answer.

Hearing that Huo Wenhua didn't say he regretted, Huo Wendong's nervous expression loosened up again, "Master Yang, don't be too busy, this is my brother's choice, go away and let me in!"

Yang Zimei looked at the god of death.

Death just looked at him vacantly, the beautiful half of his face devoid of any emotion.

Yang Zimei was helpless and let Huo Wendong enter Huo Wenhua's body.

Huo Wendong got the physical attachment and jumped up excitedly, almost dancing and shouting.

In his heart, there was an ecstatic cheer: "I have developed, and I am going to be born again!"

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