Chapter 787 (1/2)

The boy's words were as heavy as snow, which attracted people to look up subconsciously.

I saw the dark black gate looming in the sky with the light of the red token.

Mysterious, dark and magnificent.

The strange feeling hit his heart. Lian Feng raised his head and opened his mouth, ”my God...”

It turns out that Yan God can really open the door of hell.

Those stories and legends are not fake.

”Adoptive father.”

Yanling stepped forward and stood on the side of the ghost king. The ghost King's eyes were as deep as the sea. She couldn't see any difference.

”Squeak.”

The gate was slowly pushed open from the inside, and a figure came out of the illusory door.

Dressed in a big red official robe and a slender beard, he looked like a middle-aged Confucian scholar.

He stepped from the grave to the sun and slowly fell behind the table.

”Gudong.”

Everyone swallowed subconsciously.

Xu Mo: shit!

Is this the judge?

I can still see the judge?

Dao 3000's mouth trembled, rubbed his eyes, made sure he wasn't dreaming, murmured, ”it's judge Cui...”

Four judges of the underworld.

Judge Cui deals with the affairs of the sun in the day, breaks the grievances of the Yin House at night, and picks people and ghosts, which is better than gods.

He is the first of the four judges.

In front of him, he held a red book in his left hand and a pen in his right hand.

It is the legendary book of life and death and the evocative pen.