This was all hell. Did this mean that he was already dead?
Impossible! He didn't do anything, how could he have already died?
"Speak, how do you want to leave from here? Can I take you with me?" He really wouldn't stay here any longer.
Perhaps his tone was a bit too much, but this kid was so scared that he cried.
He wanted to comfort her, but the child suddenly stood up. At this moment, he didn't look sad at all.
Some of them smiled sinisterly, "Fu Yuchen, since you've come, don't even think about leaving. Just accompany me in hell."
"What do you want?"
Behind the child was a tornado that filled the sky.
"If you kill me, I won't let you go. You're so heartless to my mother, a man like you deserves to die."
The child completely lost his mind and only knew how to kill.
When the tornado approached him, it suddenly turned into a strip of cloth, grabbing his arms and legs and preventing him from moving.