Chapter 392 The Nineteenth Floor of Hell [3]
Before his body could react, he realized that those strange hands holding his feet were grabbing towards the wall of flesh one after another, each hand was looting the human flesh on the wall of flesh.
In the blink of an eye, the two huge walls of meat have been divided by each of the strange hands, and there is nothing left.Each strange hand held a piece of human flesh, and then dragged the bright red piece of meat into the Wangchuan River.Lan Wuxin was about to gag.The piece of meat was completely dragged into the river of Wangchuan by the strange hand, and the river water would roll up small eddies because of the falling of the piece of meat.It's like the water of the Wangchuan River is swallowing the meat, and it's also a bit like the water of the Wangchuan River is swallowing and breathing.
A bamboo raft came from not far away, and the bamboo raft was able to travel freely in the Wangchuan River, which can sink even with a blow.
The people on the bamboo raft are holding pennies, their clothes are fluttering and their temples are towering, who else is it but Mo Ran?
Mo Ranshe first pulled Lan Wuxin onto the bamboo raft, and then rowed the bamboo raft to Dongfang Lingyun's side.Dongfang Lingyun didn't have any objection to this, and with Mo Ran's strength, he jumped onto the bamboo raft.The small bamboo raft bears the weight of three people without sinking a little bit, as if countless people could stand on it.
The wall of flesh on Dongfang Lingyun's side is still being snatched wildly, many hands are tearing apart a whole piece of wall of flesh, if the owners of these hands show their faces, it will definitely be ferocious during the frantic scramble.
"These human flesh belonged to these hands."
After all, Mo Ran is a Hanba who can go to hell, she has the responsibility to explain to Lan Wuxin and Dongfang Lingyun what the situation is now.
"Each pair of hands is a person. These people committed heinous crimes but were not cultivators. So when they entered hell, their bodies were removed, leaving only the skeleton and a set of hands. The reason why they only Those who can stretch out their arms to toss the banks of the Wangchuan River are because their bodies have already become a wall of four pieces of flesh every day."
Moran knew it was cruel.
Lan Wuxin's expression didn't change much, she was just closing her eyes and concentrating, but subtle wrinkles could still be found between her brows.Obviously Lan Wuxin was listening, and listening very seriously.
"Once they loot their own body, they will be sunk into the bottom of the river by the water of the Forgotten River and become the nutrients of the land at the bottom of the river. Of course, just like in the world, there will be old people sinking to the bottom of the river every day. There will be new people to add. The cycle is endless and endless.”
Mo Ran glanced across the vast Wangchuan River.
The bamboo rafts under their feet moved forward in an orderly manner.
Dongfang Lingyun noticed that the closer to the place where there are many arms, the shorter the time for Mo Ran to paddle the penny, and most of the time, he would randomly stick the penny into the water.Move twice perfunctorily.But the speed of the bamboo raft does not decrease at all, and the speed of carrying three people is sometimes faster than carrying one person.
"If I'm not wrong, it should be those people who have sunk to the bottom of the Wangchuan River, pushing the bamboo raft underneath. Right? Moran." "Shangshen's guess is correct."
Mo Ran received the penny in front of him, and stood with his feet side by side, fully showing his loyalty.
There is free labor below, and the bamboo raft soon reached the end of the Wangchuan River.There are several small bridges at the end of the Wangchuan River. Dongfang Lingyun searched for a long time on the bridges at the first time, but he couldn't find the legendary Meng Po, let alone any bull head and horse face.
(End of this chapter)
Before his body could react, he realized that those strange hands holding his feet were grabbing towards the wall of flesh one after another, each hand was looting the human flesh on the wall of flesh.
In the blink of an eye, the two huge walls of meat have been divided by each of the strange hands, and there is nothing left.Each strange hand held a piece of human flesh, and then dragged the bright red piece of meat into the Wangchuan River.Lan Wuxin was about to gag.The piece of meat was completely dragged into the river of Wangchuan by the strange hand, and the river water would roll up small eddies because of the falling of the piece of meat.It's like the water of the Wangchuan River is swallowing the meat, and it's also a bit like the water of the Wangchuan River is swallowing and breathing.
A bamboo raft came from not far away, and the bamboo raft was able to travel freely in the Wangchuan River, which can sink even with a blow.
The people on the bamboo raft are holding pennies, their clothes are fluttering and their temples are towering, who else is it but Mo Ran?
Mo Ranshe first pulled Lan Wuxin onto the bamboo raft, and then rowed the bamboo raft to Dongfang Lingyun's side.Dongfang Lingyun didn't have any objection to this, and with Mo Ran's strength, he jumped onto the bamboo raft.The small bamboo raft bears the weight of three people without sinking a little bit, as if countless people could stand on it.
The wall of flesh on Dongfang Lingyun's side is still being snatched wildly, many hands are tearing apart a whole piece of wall of flesh, if the owners of these hands show their faces, it will definitely be ferocious during the frantic scramble.
"These human flesh belonged to these hands."
After all, Mo Ran is a Hanba who can go to hell, she has the responsibility to explain to Lan Wuxin and Dongfang Lingyun what the situation is now.
"Each pair of hands is a person. These people committed heinous crimes but were not cultivators. So when they entered hell, their bodies were removed, leaving only the skeleton and a set of hands. The reason why they only Those who can stretch out their arms to toss the banks of the Wangchuan River are because their bodies have already become a wall of four pieces of flesh every day."
Moran knew it was cruel.
Lan Wuxin's expression didn't change much, she was just closing her eyes and concentrating, but subtle wrinkles could still be found between her brows.Obviously Lan Wuxin was listening, and listening very seriously.
"Once they loot their own body, they will be sunk into the bottom of the river by the water of the Forgotten River and become the nutrients of the land at the bottom of the river. Of course, just like in the world, there will be old people sinking to the bottom of the river every day. There will be new people to add. The cycle is endless and endless.”
Mo Ran glanced across the vast Wangchuan River.
The bamboo rafts under their feet moved forward in an orderly manner.
Dongfang Lingyun noticed that the closer to the place where there are many arms, the shorter the time for Mo Ran to paddle the penny, and most of the time, he would randomly stick the penny into the water.Move twice perfunctorily.But the speed of the bamboo raft does not decrease at all, and the speed of carrying three people is sometimes faster than carrying one person.
"If I'm not wrong, it should be those people who have sunk to the bottom of the Wangchuan River, pushing the bamboo raft underneath. Right? Moran." "Shangshen's guess is correct."
Mo Ran received the penny in front of him, and stood with his feet side by side, fully showing his loyalty.
There is free labor below, and the bamboo raft soon reached the end of the Wangchuan River.There are several small bridges at the end of the Wangchuan River. Dongfang Lingyun searched for a long time on the bridges at the first time, but he couldn't find the legendary Meng Po, let alone any bull head and horse face.
(End of this chapter)
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