His grandpa was so miserable! In the past week, more than a dozen coppers were poured into his mouth, his tongue plowed, his intestines dug and cut were all used on his Immortal Body. He couldn't even bear the suffering on the first day. If he really became a soul of suffering, how could he be punished every day?
However, the pain of the boundless hell had never been understood by those who had been there. Even if the father and the son went there, they would have to bear the responsibility for their artificial work. However, what made him most angry was that he had been laughed at for a week by the mighty King of Ghost who was in charge of the infinitive ways.
"All of you have come from a long way. The man in front of you is a man with disheveled hair and a dirty belly. He is being tort
