Chapter 552: All hallucinations
"You, get up!"
Just when Zhang Yifeng was thinking about wrongdoing, none of the prisoners beside him had been killed.
"Kneel me down!"
Zhang Yifeng was pulled up by the soldiers, and then fell to the ground with a kick.
The soldier held a battle knife in his hand, patted Zhang Yifeng's neck, and made several gestures with the knife on his neck.
The icy blade of the war knife is like ten thousand years of ice.
Zhang Yifeng's body could not help but tremble.
The thoughts together all return to reality.
He is going to be beheaded!
He wanted to turn his head, but was held tightly by his head.
This arrogant feeling made him extremely desperate.
"puff!"
The piercing pain came from his neck, and he clearly felt that the sword was stuck in the back of his neck.
"Damn, killing too many people, the knife is blunt." The soldier cursed, while dragging the war knife stuck in Zhang Yifeng's neck.
"Squeak!"
The sword rubbed against Zhang Yifeng's bones, making a raspy sound.
Blood gushed from his neck, hit the ground with a patter, and quickly stained the ground red.
What kind of feeling is this?
No one can understand Zhang Yifeng's psychology at this moment.
Because everyone who has experienced it is already dead.
...
In the following time, Zhang Yifeng fell into this infinite loop of pain.
His role is constantly changing, and he is constantly experiencing various pains in life.
Sometimes it is a general in a **** battle, sometimes a **** little pawn, and sometimes a captive of mermaid flesh.
Teenage bereaved fathers, middle-aged wives, old bereaved children.
Each is so powerless, each is a great tragedy in life.
Moreover, each one is so real and unforgettable.
Lost loved ones, beloved, and the country is broken.
These pains, each of them, are enough to pierce the heart of a normal person and cause a normal person to collapse!
However, he is constantly experiencing, repeating again and again...
In the beginning, he would still be sad, sad, and fearful, but as he went through the test of life and death again and again, his heart finally became numb.
Watching the kind-hearted people being killed, watching his relatives leave him, and even the sword slashing his body, he never felt the slightest emotional fluctuation.
He looked at it like an audience.
His heart is already like a pool of stagnant water, and he can no longer cause the slightest ripple.
He has forgotten that he is still in the killing field.
Suddenly, the picture changed.
He appeared on the Lingyue Continent, surrounded by several men in black who were chasing him.
These people are all peerless masters. Once they shot, the world changed color and the earth collapsed. He could only escape with all his strength.
However, the other party has long arranged numerous traps, and it can be said that there is no way to go to the sky and no way to go to the earth. Rao is his full academic, and it is difficult to escape the opponent's chase.
Half an hour later, he was scarred.
Seeing to be cut off by the opponent with a sword, a woman wore a purple dress and walked from the sky, hunting and hunting, like a fairy.
This is a peerless beauty, her beauty can make everything forget to breathe.
Seeing the woman, Zhang Yifeng's eyes became ruddy.
"Master..."
The woman seemed to hear Zhang Yifeng's cry, and looked back at Zhang Yifeng, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then the woman greeted the several masters.
In this battle, all mountains and rivers collapsed.
The woman's blood-stained long skirt eventually fell in front of Zhang Yifeng.
"Master...no!"
Zhang Yifeng looked up to the sky and screamed, tears have long blurred his eyes.
"Don't call me Master. In fact, there is one sentence that has been hidden in my heart these years, and I have never had a chance to say it."
The corner of the woman's mouth was bleeding, and the look in Zhang Yifeng's eyes was so gentle. Having said that, a smile appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth. After a pause, he said.
"I love you."
When the words fell, the woman closed her eyes and lost her voice.
Zhang Yifeng only felt that everything was still and his mind was blank.
Isn't what the woman said what he wanted to say?
For so many years, his affection for his master has long been not purely a relationship between master and apprentice. He fell in love with his master, but he never dared to express his feelings because he was afraid that the master would not accept it, and he was afraid that he would not even have a master or apprentice. Gotta do.
Unexpectedly, Master loved him too.
Although, this is just an illusion! But he still felt very happy.
Zhang Yifeng knew better than anyone that her master could not say these three words to her. He knew her master, as the leader of the school, even if she also loved Zhang Yifeng, she would never say it.
The sentence I love you makes Zhang Yifeng suddenly sober.
"roll!"
Zhang Yifeng shouted, the enemies around him disappeared instantly, and even the body of the master beside him drifted away with the wind.
After all, hallucinations are hallucinations.
That sentence I love you, he had no chance to say it when he died in his last life. If he could return to Lingyue Continent, he would definitely speak out boldly.
In the previous life, he was her disciple, but in this life, he is no longer her disciple.
If you can go back, nothing can stop Zhang Yifeng from guarding her and taking care of her.
Now that he knew that he was in an illusion, Zhang Yifeng was no longer afraid, no matter how people or things around him changed, he would treat him like a play.
I don't know how long it took, these scenes finally left him.
The surrounding area is no longer the bones of the ancient killing field, but a vast starry sky.
The endless starry sky has tens of thousands of stars, densely packed, forming a starlight, beautiful and magnificent.
After taking a closer look, Zhang Yifeng's body trembled suddenly!
Where is the starry sky, those that shine are not stars, but drops of dew.
The light of the dew comes from a distance like the fruit of a full moon.
Under the light emitted by the fruit, the huge black trunk horned dragons stretched for a long time without seeing their sides.
In other words, on Zhang Yifeng's head, there was a huge old tree growing. The old tree is haunted by ghosts, and the outline is almost invisible. All you can see is the shining dew and the fruit that looks like a baby.
Could it be that this is the ghost tree!
That fruit is the ghost fire?
"Congratulations, successfully passed the test!"
Just when Zhang Yifeng was shocked, a ghostly voice came.
Turning his head, he didn't know when a ghost appeared next to him.
Zhang Yifeng had to close his eyes subconsciously.
"Don't close your eyes, I am not a ghost, but a touch of obsession."
The ghostly voice came again.
Zhang Yifeng was taken aback for a moment, and after a closer look, he discovered that the other party was indeed not a ghost, but a radiant power of the soul.
The power of the soul is similar in form to the ghost, but the essence is different. Divine soul is a touch of spiritual consciousness left by the strong, which is also called obsession. This obsession may leave some kind of inheritance, or it may be waiting for someone to arrive.
