Next, Chu Tian’s mental experience was experienced. Chu Chu became a regular in the story, and the two experienced various versions.

One of the versions is quite special. The two do not belong to the same clan. They met by chance and fell in love at first sight. After several years of getting along, Chuchu suddenly revealed the truth.

It turned out that her biological father was killed by Chu Tian in the early years. In order to avenge, she lurked beside Chu Tian and deliberately made Chu Tian fall in love with her, but at the same time she also fell in love with the other party.

At the end of the story, Chu Chu acted in an attempt to kill Chu Tian. Seeing that Chu Tian was willing, he did not resist, he showed a beautiful smile, and stabbed the sword blade into his chest with his back hand, and blood flowed out of the wound, dripping to the ground, winding into a river.

When he was dying, he came to him, kissed Chu Tian lightly, and whispered in his ear, asking him to live well. When he died, his eyes were slightly closed, his expression was peaceful, and his expression was frozen on a satisfied smile.

Chu Tian's eyes were red and bloodshot. He tried his best to call Chu Chu's name, but he could not wake up the dead Yiren. He screamed in despair at the sky, tears filled his eyes, and his vision blurred.

The boundless sadness turned into a clear stream, wrapping him up, breaking the space, and heading straight for the next journey.

The later the characters appear, the more important the plot is, the more tortuous the plot, and the emotions are moving. The sadness left in Chu Tian’s heart has not been fully released, and new and deeper sadness stays in. Even if you travel through endless time and space, it stubbornly lingers in your heart and cannot be removed.

"Hey, young master, why are you crying?" When we met at the door in the early morning, Xiaoyue bowed quietly, straightened her body, and saw the tears sticking to Chu Tian's face with sharp eyes.

"This Yangguan is so dazzling." Chu Tian rubbed his eyes and replied. There was no sand around him, so he could only find another excuse.

Xiaoyue looked up at the newborn sun and showed a confused look. Although it was early summer, how could the sun shine like this early in the morning? The young master wouldn't have a fever and talk nonsense.

As soon as she thought of this, she took a few steps closer to Chu Tian's forehead, and her black eyebrows frowned slightly. It was not like a fever, and the temperature was not high. Moreover, although she had limited knowledge, she also knew that the warrior's physique was different from ordinary people and had never heard of a fever.

Although Xiaoyue was born as a maid, she knew that Chu Tian was approachable, so she had no worries and acted according to her wishes.

Chu Tian looked embarrassed and hurriedly pushed her hand away, feeling a little ashamed.

In the last illusion, I had just made a vow with Chu Chu, relying on life and death, but finally had a dispute over some reason. Chu Chu still traumatized himself and passed away with a smile. Then I came here. I haven't fully adapted to the new environment yet, and when I touched Xiaoyue like this, I felt like I was having an affair with Chu Chu on her back, like a needle piercing her skin, and I was uncomfortable all over.

Xiaoyue laughed and thought to herself that the young master had finally grown up and knew he was shy. Chu Tian felt that his self-esteem was insulted and looked angry. Xiaoyue felt it was interesting, but she held back her smile and turned her body to lead Chu Tian down the steps, and went to Wutong to talk to the stone table to enjoy the freshly prepared breakfast on the table.

Chu Tian followed Xiaoyue, and disappeared from his graceful back. He guessed what the plot would be in the end, just as before, just as he did, but don’t make any unnecessary situations. That would be bad. He is not a flirtatious radish.

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At the same time, Gu Feng was also pursuing various mental experiences. In the continuous environment, everything could happen. Brothers of the same clan, friends who lived a life, and even loyal subordinates in the past wanted to die due to various reasons.

In response, Gu Feng saw one killing one, two killing one and two killing one. When he took action, he showed no mercy. His head was gone, his chest and abdomen were ruptured, his wounds were blooming, and his blood was dripping like a turbid stream, gathering from all directions, forming a dark red water light, wrapping him inside, heading straight to the next world, and starting a new killing.

Whenever the killing is done, blood gathers, and blood streams come, and there are winds roars beside you, and there are strange laughter and laughter. At first, it seems like approval, but when you listen carefully, you can hear the deep ridicule.

Of course, Gu Feng let his temper be free to kill, bloody, and full of energy, how could he patiently distinguish this detail?

When he first heard this, Gu Feng was interested and in order to obtain information, he would listen to people finish their talk and then kill people. Later, he felt that it was completely unnecessary to do so.

After more than a dozen times, it is easy to tell who is the most important supporting role in this story. Often, once you identify the target person, you will burst out your strength without hesitation and strive to use the shortest tricks to solve the opponent.

After hundreds of trials, Gu Feng is more decisive when he takes action, often with one blow, and never gives people room to resist.

Looking at the corpse that was not far away, Gu Feng slowly inserted his sword into the sheath, grabbed it with his right hand, and took it back into the ring with the sword and the sheath. Blood flowed out of the corpse and gathered in the blood stream. Gu Feng did not move and let Shi Wei do it. He yawned lazily, and was quite exhausted.

Is this the test of my predecessors? It's too simple and it's not difficult for me at all.

Yes, my mind is experienced. Although the stories are diverse and the plot is tortuous, no matter how many times I repeat, I have one thing in common. That is, as long as I am willing, it is not difficult to cut off the target.

In Gu Feng's view, the test is called a test because of the unknown result and contains certain stimulation components. Specifically, it is the task goal, which is at least the strength that is comparable to that of the experienced one, which is more interesting.

Such a test of unequal strength between the two sides has to be unable to help but go through it repeatedly. Apart from boredom, I really can't find a second word to describe it.

"Captain, why, I am loyal to you, why did I attack you for no reason?" Zhao Xiong fell on the ground, blood flowing out of the wound on his body, dyeing the ground under his feet red, and a hint of despair appeared in his single eyes.

When Gu Feng killed the former leader of the Bifeng regiment and subjugated the rest of the people, he was the first to jump out to express his support. After that, he followed his leader and never had any disobedience. Is this man crazy? How could he even kill himself?

Obviously, this is just the beginning of the story, and the contradiction between the two has not evolved, and it may be that Gu Feng himself made a mistake in his own judgment.

Gu Feng walked to Zhao Xiong step by step with a sneer on his face. Zhao Xiong looked around, all of whom were all members of the group.

There are no weak people in the Bifeng regiment, and each one is an elite who has experienced many battles. Even the previous leader tried his best to win over it, and he gathered so many people, and did not want to be killed by Gu Feng in one go.

Two of them had a very good personal relationship with Zhao Xiong and died. Seeing these two corpses, even if they died, their eyes were still open and their eyes were closed. Even though Zhao Xiong was frivolous, he was still sad.

"Why are you like this? You don't have any feelings?" Zhao Xiong covered the wound on his abdomen with his right hand, pointed his index finger at Gu Feng in front of him with his left index finger. After complaining, he cursed and condemned him for being dehumanized.

Turning his ears to the abuse he received, Gu Feng showed a sudden look, and a smile flashed through his eyes: "I have to thank you."

"You scum, a scum..." Zhao Xiong was so angry that he was scolding. He was stunned when he heard this and asked in confusion: "What do you thank me?"

Gu Feng did not answer, and waved his sword to Zhao Xiong. The cold light passed by, and his head dripped to the ground.

The headless corpse spewed blood from its neck and slowly fell to the ground. The stream winded and gathered to a level that was absolutely unattainable in reality, covering the ancient front in all directions.

Seeing this, Gu Feng showed joy and thought that the target was indeed among these people, which saved a lot of trouble.

Many people absorb most stories and distinguish them one by one. The efficiency is too low, and they do not distinguish between good and evil, and kill them all the way. In Gu Feng's opinion, it is a relatively easy-to-use method.

Thinking of the ugly words that Zhao Xiong scolded, Gu Feng frowned and murmured to himself: "I miss you, always be loyal, letting you live for a while, but your mouth is not clean. It seems that I am too busy, and it is really unnecessary. Damn, I am good in every aspect, but one shortcoming is that I am too charitable."

However, frowning was only a short time. When blood wrapped around the whole body and the space began to shatter, it stretched out and felt relieved in my heart.

Even though Zhao Xiong was wrong, he reminded Gu Feng of something. His mental journey was so simple, perhaps because he never took feelings too seriously, it might not be possible if he was someone else.

The space shattered piece by piece, the tone began to distort, and the blood wrapped around the ancient front, shuttled back and forth in unknown time and space.

Gu Feng's eyes were closed, not looking at the colorful light, but a sneer appeared on his face.

This test is simple for him, but it may not be true for others. Especially for a child like Chu Tian, ​​who is not dry, even if he is talented, how likely will he win if he encounters such experience?

In the side hall of Qianyanguo Imperial Palace, the old lady raised her right hand and grabbed the crystal ball in front of her. The color was twisted like a strange python, complex and profound, more than several times stronger than before.

"Xiao Chutian, please enjoy this generous gift before the final stage. Although it took a lot of effort, if you are satisfied, everything is worth it. There is no need to be grateful to me too much. This is what grandma should do." The old lady said to herself. At first, the volume was light, but then it became louder, but later it was deafening.

Finally, strange laughter surged out of his mouth, and under the shaking and shock, the glass-like space broke out one by one.
Chapter completed!