I really don't want to be a villain

Chapter 475
Lu Qiming collected his mood and followed Hei Wuchang into the trial platform.

Although the Judgment Platform is named "Taiwan", it is not a pavilion, but an ordinary hall.

As soon as the two entered, they heard a wailing voice, "Master Pluto, please forgive me, please forgive me—"

Lu Qiming clicked his tongue, he must have been sentenced to some kind of death sentence, but which ghost can enter this judgment platform, which one is a good person?not a single one.

Only the ghosts with deep resentment and hostility come here.

Just after a ghost was judged, Mo Luo on the high platform just took a sip of tea, and the next ghost came up tremblingly. He lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Mo Luo on the stage.

As the King of Pluto, Mo Luo's natural coercion covered the entire hall, and the slightly cold breath seemed to surge up from the ice cave, completely suppressing every ghost.

Apart from him, there is no public official in the underworld on the huge trial platform.He is confident enough to bring every ghost under his jurisdiction.

Lu Qiming hurriedly glanced at the ghosts under his eyes, each of them had strong auras, and when ordinary little immortals met them, they would be wiped out with a flick of their fingers.But at this moment, they were all suppressed by Mo Luo.

"Lin Sui, was the king of a county during his lifetime, but for his own selfish desires, he plundered the people's property and even harmed other people's girls. You have carried countless sins on your body, so go to the No.17 hell first and taste the stone. Grinding pain."

Mo Luo glanced at the crimes recorded in the book, and quickly made a judgment, and threw down a warrant, which was the only evidence for his future survival in hell.

The ghost named Lin Sui stretched out his arm, reached for his token, and held it in his hand. In the next second, he was automatically transported to the No.17 layer of hell.

Hei Wuchang took half a step forward, lowered his voice and said, "Master Pluto, the little ancestor is here."

"Oh?" Mo Luo's attention shifted away from the file and landed on Lu Qiming who was behind Hei Wuchang. The original coldness in his eyes suddenly melted away, and a bit of warmth appeared.

"Xiao Lu is here, the trial will stop for 5 minutes." Mo Luo ordered, and with a wave of his big hand, the time of the ghost below was frozen.

At the judgment seat of the underworld, all the ghosts are under his control, and this control naturally includes their time.

On the one hand, this is affected by the control power that comes with the Judgment Table of the Underworld, and on the other hand, it is affected by Mo Luo's strength.

One second before time freezes, all the ghosts are still amazed, what kind of person can be called a little ancestor by this important figure in the underworld, Hei Wuchang?
And what kind of person can make the lord of the underworld temporarily suspend the judgment for her?

Lu Qiming was not restrained, put down the dinner plate, sat down on Mo Luo's chair, and pushed him aside, "Xiao Luo, you only have them in your eyes, not mine."

She pointed at the dinner plate in front of Mo Luo, "Would you like the noodles with fried sauce?"

Mo Luo raised his hand to hold her finger, pulled it over and kissed her lips lightly, "What's the matter, Xiao Lu doesn't love me anymore?"

His long eyelashes fluttered like a small fan, which made people want to take them off.

Lu Qiming thought so, and did so. He stretched out his hand and pulled Mo Luo's eyelashes. They were quite long, and they were real, without false eyelashes.

　My body has recovered a bit, but I'm still obedient to day 4. I have to save my manuscripts, and I will be busy when school starts.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)