seek immortality

Chapter 881 The Sword in the Heart Palace

The swordsman shook his head lightly, as if he was speechless towards the person thousands of miles away.

"At first, I thought you were a talent to make, but I didn't expect you to be so bold?"

The swordsman was a little worried: "I haven't accepted apprentices yet, so you should die first, right? I thought that sword intent could protect you a few times, but unexpectedly... I still underestimated you." Said he underestimated, his tone There are worries, but also funny.He should have known a long time ago that Tang Chengnian was the kind of person who would put herself in danger at every turn. Maybe she thought she had a clever plan, but in fact, she was just blessed by nature.

"This time I let you escape with your life. I hope you won't be more disrespectful because of this." The swordsman still hoped that his apprentice would spare his life.

Of course, Tang Chengnian like this made him like him even more.

So far, he has wandered on the edge of life and death many times. Tang Chengnian is not afraid of death. This is like him, which makes him more satisfied.

"However, with your ability, what can threaten you?" The swordsman thought about it and couldn't help but look.

His eyes were originally the same as those of ordinary people, but now they suddenly became extremely deep, stained with a faint ink color, and gradually turned into a pair of pure black pupils.However, the swordsman saw farther and farther with these eyes. He finally saw Tang Chengnian's situation. When he saw it clearly, he blinked again, and his eyes immediately returned to normal.

He chuckled softly, "I see."

Someone came in from outside.

"Why is that so?" the visitor asked.

This person's face is immature, with a sense of righteousness, but he has the shadow of a swordsman.

It was Lu Qiuen who came, and this swordsman was naturally Lu Xingmai, the patriarch of the Lu family.

"Ancestor, are you practicing your sword?" Lu Qiuen soon saw Lu Xingmai putting his own sword aside. This was not a sight that could be seen often.Lu Xingmai loved his sword as much as he cherished his own life. Every time Lu Qiuen saw Lu Xingmai, he would either practice the sword or hold the sword in his hand. He had to free his hand, and Lu Xingmai couldn't. He put his sword aside, as if he didn't care about it.

"Yeah, but I saw a more interesting thing." Lu Xingmai smiled.

Lu Qiuen didn't understand why Lu Xingmai was smiling so happily, and asked a little curiously, "What happened?"

"Someone almost died." Lu Xingmai laughed.

Someone almost died, what's the fun in that?Lu Qiuen was puzzled.

Lu Xingmai has picked up the sword again: "However, she is fine now."

"Oh, it turns out that it's the aftermath of the catastrophe. This is indeed a good thing." Lu Qiuen nodded.

"Guess who that person is?" Lu Xingmai suddenly asked with a hint of interest.

Lu Qiuen was speechless, he didn't know much about Lu Xingmai's friends, so he guessed a few names by chance, but they were all wrong.

"I can't think of it." Lu Qiuen replied honestly.

Having known each other for so long, he thought he already had a certain understanding of Lu Xingmai, he could be ignorant, and he must not lie to him.

Lu Xingmai suddenly asked again: "Look at the name of my sword technique."

After speaking, he danced his sword for a while, like a shooting star for a while, and a vigorous swallow for a while, making Lu Qiuen dazzled.

"I... I still can't guess." Lu Qiuen said sincerely.

Lu Xingmai smiled and said, "Then can you learn?"

Lu Qiuen smiled wryly, and he replied almost without thinking, "Old Ancestor, don't embarrass me. Your swordsmanship is so powerful, who can learn it at a glance? In short, I can't do it."

"You, you are always not confident." Lu Xingmai gave a lesson.

Lu Qiuen said: "I think people should have proper self-knowledge."

"Well, then you are too self-aware." Lu Xingmai shook his head, "Since you can't guess and learn, it seems that I can't tell you who that person is."

Lu Qiuen was speechless. He didn't want to know.

Lu Xingmai had already asked about other things: "How about the clan recently?"

"I'm here to report." Lu Qiuen said hastily.

……

Tang Chengnian almost suffocated.

For a monk, this is really an incredible thing.

However, she didn't doubt this at all. She felt that all the air in her body was about to be sucked out, and countless silts in the swamp were rushing into her eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

It seemed that someone was hinting, and it seemed that Tang Chengnian was speaking from his heart.

There was a strange voice that kept ringing in her heart palace, like a never-ending song.

"You are going to die, you are going to die, you are going to die, you are going to die, you are going to die..."

I'm dying?

Tang Chengnian couldn't accept it, she wanted to cry, but she felt painfully that this seemed to be just a truth.

She is indeed going to die.Tang Chengnian was no stranger to death. She died in another world, came here, and died in this world again.Now, this should be her third death.That's interesting, who has such a wonderful experience with her?Die and die, die and die.However, if possible, how Tang Chengnian hoped that this unfortunate experience would not happen to her!Could it be that this is what she wanted to happen?

Come to this ghost place, fall into this ghost swamp, suffocate to death!

Death by poisoning, death by stroke, death by suffocation!

Tang Chengnian was afraid, if she woke up again, where would she be?Could it be that God wanted to torture her and let her taste all kinds of ways to die?What did she do wrong to get such an ending, could it be because... she had promised Zhang Wei in a fascinated way at that time, that she would die for love and die together?please!Seriously, who owes whom?She is dead, Zhang Wei is not dead yet, maybe he doesn't dare to die at all... so everything will fall on her head?
She sank dazedly into a large swath of mud, thinking dazedly.

The most unfortunate thing is that in her heart palace, there is still a voice that reminds her to keep echoing.

"You are going to die, you are going to die, you are going to die, you are going to die, you are going to die..."

To shut up!

Tang Chengnian could vaguely see that a voice did not come out of his heart suddenly.At some point, her heart palace was invaded by a stranger. She couldn't see his face clearly, but the voice seemed familiar.It's just that, because sometimes it seemed far away, sometimes it seemed very close, and it became a little hoarse, making it difficult for Tang Chengnian to distinguish whose voice it was. However, Tang Chengnian always felt that she seemed to have heard it somewhere.

This is not over yet.

When Tang Chengnian was about to be read to death, the person who uttered the terror approached her slowly.Her consciousness floats in her heart palace, like a faint ball, which is very similar to when she returns to the main interface of the portable game system, except that she cannot appear in her human form in the heart palace , can only be in the form of a consciousness, that is, this strange ball of light.But, why is this person who invaded her heart palace a person?After he approached, Tang Chengnian realized that it was actually just a shadow that had turned into a human form, or a ball of light in the form of a god.

He came closer and suddenly asked: "Why aren't you dead yet?"

It was like the last knife.

Tang Chengnian suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head, as if someone grabbed a certain nerve in her head and pulled it back and forth. "AH!!!!" she screamed.

The string was tightened, and Tang Chengnian's heart also rose.

She had a hunch that if she allowed this string to be snapped, her life would be over as well.

However, Tang Chengnian didn't know what she had to do to get rid of this situation.

'Why on earth am I doing this? '

Tang Chengnian complained angrily in his heart, no matter who fell into this situation, it would be difficult to calm down, even Tang Chengnian.

Or, even Tang Chengnian.

Tang Chengnian suddenly felt that she could no longer control her mind, and she seemed to be heading towards death step by step.It seemed that death was her doomed end, but why did she become like this?Obviously at the beginning... at the beginning...just now, how did she become like this?It seemed that it started when she made a wrong step and stepped into the swamp.But...but... Tang Chengnian fell into a swamp, but fortunately, she could still control her hands and feet a little bit.

As soon as she exerted her strength, she hugged her head. She felt that her brain was extremely painful, which made it impossible for her to think wholeheartedly about what was going on.Tang Chengnian wanted to recall why she was in this situation before, if she could figure it out—yes, she had a premonition again, if she could figure out what was going on, then she would be able to live again Go down, maybe this is her only way out.

However, that disturbing voice and headache made Tang Chengnian slowly lose his mind.

And the feeling of suffocation made Tang Chengnian feel like his brain was starting to lack oxygen, which was even more unfavorable for her thinking.

There was a thread slowly unfolding in front of Tang Chengnian, if she could tear it, she might be able to live, if she couldn't, maybe... maybe she would really die.So what will she be when she gets another life?Is it really to die forever, or to meet the next painful death? Is this really the torture given to her by God?
The figure in her inner palace began to howl, tossing and turning, asking her why she wasn't dead yet.

Am I against you?Tang Chengnian complained in his heart.

Maybe, there was strong resentment and anger in this voice, making Tang Chengnian wonder if she really owed this person.Perhaps, this figure was the last thing she could see in her life—when Tang Chengnian thought so, a small shadow slowly emerged behind that figure.The figure didn't seem to notice it, but Tang Chengnian did.

It was a small sword.

Faint brilliance, like a moon dew filling the sky.

(End of this chapter)