[The strangers on the Huangquan Road have dispersed?
The girl wants to crush the book of life and death! ] A paper of underworld marriage contract dragged her into the underworld ferry. Three souls and seven souls hung on the tip of the judge's pen, and a bull-headed and horse-faced chain wrapped around her neck.
The cold ghost's soul-killing gun was pressed against her throat: "Those who have not yet expired will be punished." The girl held the remaining pages of the book of life and death with her backhand, and chuckled amidst the roar of the eighteenth level of hell: "What if I can make the Forgotten River flow back?" When Meng Po Tang boiled down the truth, the throne of the Ten Palaces of Yama began to tremble.
There is no system and no plug-ins. Watch her tear apart the thousand-year-old iron law of the underworld with her bare hands. In the underworld where black and white are reversed, she blows up the Yama Palace into a field of Shura filled with red lotuses - who is judging whose sin?
