Hearing Gu Chen's praise, the black cloaked disciple shook his long tongue and laughed, "Of course. Even if Yama told him to die at midnight, who would dare to keep him alive until 9 a.m.? Never mind a pig, even the emperor of the world would not have any special treatment!"
"I believe that!" Gu Chenxi nodded and said.
The two of them continued to walk forward. A few counterjumpers saw that the pig had died and its blood was running out. They put the pig down and carried it to a stand on one side. With axes and machetes in hand, they cut it open one by one and threw it into a boiling pot nearby.
The black cloaked disciple took a step forward and said coldly, "It's said that hell has oil pans, so how could we not know that this earth also has oil pans? Do you see any difference between t
