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Chapter 511 is the handsome Susie

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The woman’s shrill screams sounded, and she didn’t know what she hit, and something collapsed.

By the faint light of the King of Hell’s throne, Susie saw that it was a

stone statue.

The stone statue that fell on the ground was a portrait of a man with a black face, sticking out a long, bright red tongue, dressed in black, and wearing a hat on his head that read – the world is peaceful.

It is The black.

Susie panted, stared at the hands on the ground and sneered: “You treat me like a three-year-old child!”

Those hands became angry from embarrassment, screaming shrillly and rushing towards them.

Susie couldn’t see, couldn’t see anything, instinctively smashed out the golden bread in his hand.

I don’t know if it hit the woman’s face, and there was a muffled sound in

the distance.

Susie immediately threw a fire.

Unexpectedly, with a roar of fire, all the torches on both sides of the hall were lit up.

The inside of The Hell suddenly became brighter, and there were two rows of stone statues standing on both sides, namely The Cow and The Horse, The Black and The White, Death judge…

This is exactly what Zion said.

“This is The Hell…” Susie was stunned: “What about the tyrant?

Why is there no statue of King of Hell?

The murmurs and murmurs around him became more and more intense, and the white-haired ghosts who had sneaked in just now all came out.

A woman stood at the front, staring at Susie sternly.

“Do you know what happens to disobedient children?” She said grimly.

If Sofia were here, she would definitely be able to recognize that this voice was her “Goddess”.

The white-haired ghosts surrounded Susie, their mouths cracked to the ears, roaring in a low voice.

Susie has no way to retreat, and now she is the only one left,

remembering the skills her master taught her, and resisting with all her strength.

or eight white-haired ghosts pounced on her and completely overwhelmed

silent, only the sound of White-haired ghost chewing

and all the white-haired ghosts

string on

red

you red

sleeves were gnawed off, only half of one

flesh was torn off from his arm just

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dripping with blood.

her grandmother, but now she is enduring it, no matter how

of King of Hell and climbed up on all hands

throne of King of Hell,

become like her, and now he is

and grabs the

to the high throne of King

pay attention to the blood dripping from her arm, it was absorbed by the throne of

an instant, the throne shone

looking down at her

ghosts screamed shrilly, and rushed forward one by one

with with all her strength just now turned into flying ash in an instant, completely

the throne is like a tram

at a speed visible to the naked

in front of her eyes, but

from

in

The tyrant was herself!

cowards have long been submerged, and in the desperate fight, they

disappeared, and a child fell to

surging thousands of ghost soldiers all stopped moving, even those white-haired

all turned their heads and stared at

Susie: “Hi.”

suddenly became angry,

eyes were red, staring fiercely at The Hell on

The Hell is theirs!

ghost had already jumped in front of Susie, and opened

jumped up flat on the ground, onto the roots of

crashed into a

up. There were countless ghost soldiers,

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front of the gate of The Hell, there is only a piece of broken fabric left, which

anyone else had

welled up