Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Chapter 370 Who Is Zion

Zion refused to write any more.

He couldn’t control his hand, and as soon as he tried hard, he swiped a sum to the side.

The man frowned and took out a piece of paper: “Rewrite.”

Zion began to write again: Zi …

I don’t know why, but I just can’t write it out.

Zion is in a hurry, if you can’t write it, then you can’t leave here?

Do you mean you will die?

In this way, Zion wrote his name over and over again in the dark, always writing down at the last stroke.

He didn’t know how he was able to see that person and that piece of paper, he only knew that he wrote his name over and over again, gradually lost consciousness, and wrote his name mechanically.

Suddenly there was a bang, the darkness in front of him/broke, and that person disappeared, Zion looked at the blankness in front of him in astonishment.

There was a light in the distance, and he looked for the light and ran all the way forward, running past some rural dirt houses and places like markets./

The buildings in these places are no different from the human world, the difference is that there is no one.

At last he came to a gate so high that it seemed to reach into the clouds.

He pushed it hard, and there was an empty hall inside the door, and Zion subconsciously stepped in…

On both sides of the main hall, there were all kinds of demons, their faces were ferocious, and their eyes seemed to be alive, staring at him closely.

Zion was afraid, so he hurriedly continued to walk inside. The sculpture standing next to him was King of Ghost, with red hair and fangs, holding the demon bell in his hand.

Zion didn’t know why he could recognize these things, and quickly ran inside again-as if he couldn’t retreat after entering this door, he didn’t have the slightest thought of going back and exiting.

of the King of Ghost, the two wandered around the world to monitor everyone’s behavior .

of them are fierce gods, and anyone who dares to rush against them will be recorded on the

way, and all he saw were immobile sculptures, only

to the front and saw clearly the plaque hanging above – The

was stunned, The

of Hell is huge, as high as an ordinary one-story building, majestic, but

but at this moment, he saw a person sitting on the huge throne. The person

Zion’s eyes widened: “Susie?”

over

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hand, preventing him from taking half a step forward, and

raised her hand, Zion felt

underneath and threw

way, remember to take your brain

someone slapped him hard

wake up, I’m

his

into his ears, the sounds of patients’ family members coming and

of the nurse’s station in the

asked blankly, “I’m not

just that

corner of

his blushing half face with guilt, and whispered, “With me around,

around and found that he had already returned to the ward. It was a little dark outside the window, giving people a feeling that it was hard to tell whether it was morning or

asked blankly, “Is my

head: “Yes, can’t you feel

and warm little hands, and

weakly: “I

your

subconsciously asked: “Is it

an affirmative answer: “It’s not

Zion: “That’s good.”

conversation, everyone

said: “David, if your brain is not there, you can still