Chapter 1464

The light knife fell again, and blood spattered.

Chen Qianhua stared at his wound.

There is no difference between the second Sabre and the second Sabre that has just been experienced.

Next, the third, the fourth

A knife falls, perfectly repeating what happened before.

Chen Qianhua clearly knows where Yan Zhaoge's next knife will fall, how deep and how long it will be cut, and even knows that Yan Zhaoge will shake his wrist extra this time.

Every knife that follows is like a samsara.

When all was over, Chen Qianhua, who was covered in blood and flesh, was in a trance.

The wound on his body disappeared again, and Yan Zhaoge's fingertip once again extended the light blade and stood in front of him calmly.

So, the third round begins

As if there was no end.

"Yan Zhaoge!" Chen Qianhua suddenly roared.

"What?" Yan Zhaoge in front of him calmly replied, and at the same time, a knife fell.

is as like as two peas in Chen Qianhua's memory.

However, this time, Yan Zhaoge didn't do it himself. The light blade hung in the air and acted independently.

The sequence and track position of tool output are completely consistent with the previous ones.

Therefore, it is a new reincarnation.

"Of course I'm not in the mood to play with you all the time." Yan Zhaoge said calmly, "but don't worry, I'm building the current situation with the methods of Zeguang Tianshu, Xianjian, Lingguang Feixian Shu, etc."

"You should also feel that this is not a false illusion, but the constant backtracking and reset of time."

Yan Zhaoge looked down at Chen Qianhua and said coldly, "in this limited space, it's not difficult for me to create a short time back and suppress you who have been abandoned."

"If not, after you have been abolished, you will easily lose too much blood and die."

Chen Qianhua gets another stab and groans miserably.

"I know that death is not terrible for you, and you don't care, but believe me, there are many more terrible things in the world than death."

Yan Zhaoge chuckled, "if I change it for you, maybe you are still fresh and interesting?"

The expression on Chen Qianhua's face is not so much pain caused by injury as anxiety.

"Now, isn't it interesting?" Yan Zhaoge's smile disappeared: "now I'm here to talk nonsense to you. Later, you can play alone here."

Chen Qianhua clenched his teeth and struggled with a twisted figure, but he couldn't really move.

"I've thought about a lot of ways to clean you up before, for you are such a bitch." Yan Zhaoge said: "for example, I specially made a toilet to seal you at the bottom, day and night to experience the baptism of the world's five grains of wind and rain."

"But then I thought, every time you change people, you will feel very fresh and interesting, right? Do I clean you up or take care of you? It's not right. " Yan Zhaoge made a fist with his right hand and beat it gently in his left palm.

"But let's just take one person, and then I'll cut back the time as I do now, so that you can always use it as a toilet for one person, and the speed of each shape, size and weight is the same."

Yan Zhaoge looked at Chen Qianhua with a smile: "which one do you prefer, this way, and now experience lingchi?"

Although he was smiling, Yan Zhaoge's eyes were cold with no smile, which made Chen Qianhua feel burning.

"There is another way." Yan Zhaoge said in a cool voice: "ban your body so that it can't move at all. Remove your two eyes and tongue, but touch, hearing and smell will leave you."

"But you can rest assured that there will be no sound or smell in your place."

"It's in this environment that you're going to end up." Yan Zhaoge looked down at Chen Qianhua and said, "you are so fond of playing and guessing. Do you want to guess how long you can keep up in such an environment?"

Chen Qianhua closed his eyes and didn't answer, his body trembled slightly, as if he was trying to endure something. His impatience was already over his words.

Yan Zhaoge looked at him calmly and slightly crooked his head: "you see, I'm still very humane. In the end, I've prepared several different playing methods for you, so that you can have a chance to change patterns. Should you thank me? Let's talk about basic manners, shall we? "

"You, you are angry!" Chen Qianhua tugged at the corners of his mouth with difficulty, as if laughing: "the reason why you are angry is because I have broken your good things, but you have no choice?"

He struggled to look up at Yan Zhaoge: "I've always regretted that you are an interesting person by instinct, but like most people, you have been affected by joy and anger for something vulgar."

"You torment me now because of your helplessness and anger in other things..." Chen Qianhua said with a wry smile

Yan Zhaoge looked at him and suddenly burst out laughing.

The light blade keeps falling all the time.

Soon, there will be another reincarnation.

Chen Qianhua gasped like a trapped animal.

But he still struggles to look up at Yan Zhaoge.

"Don't feel so good about yourself." Yan Zhaoge laughs and shakes his head: "if I am really angry to the extent of losing my sense, I will slap you dead."

He looked at Chen Qianhua contemptuously: "you don't care about life and death? So what, what does it have to do with me? I don't care if you're afraid of death? "

"One slap will kill you. I'm happy. Who cares what you feel?"

Yan Zhaoge spread out his hands: "if I'm worried about other things, how can I think about the pattern to clean you up now?"

Chen Qianhua groaned, and a blood arrow came out again.

He knew all the details, but he kept repeating them again and again, which made him anxious and irritable to the point of going crazy.

And this is like a nightmare of infinite reincarnation, but it seems that there is no end.

But a new question arose in his heart, which made him ask difficultly, "can you make the dead come back to life when the devil of Wutu is reborn and destroyed?"

"Want to know what happened just now? Want to know how I plan to solve this problem? " Yan Zhaoge looks down at Chen Qianhua.

Both sides look at each other, Yan Zhaoge never says a word.

However, Chen Qianhua's pain has been accumulating continuously. He gritted his teeth and supported hard. After a long time, Yan Zhaoge suddenly smiled, every word.

"No, Sue, Sue, you."

After that, he turned around and left without stopping. He disappeared without trace.

Knowing that it is possible to humiliate himself, Chen Qianhua's question just blurted out.

His heart forces him to find something to distract and help him fight his anxiety.

Anxiety and impatience can't be relieved all the time, on the contrary, they continue to accumulate, and finally start to rise to misery.

"Yan! Zhao! Song! " Chen Qianhua let out a roar of pain and anger!

In the past, leisurely and lazy, no longer exist, and perseverance and patience are finally exhausted.

In the black fire cage, there were roars and howls like trapped animals.

The response to him was that the lightsaber was in step, falling again.

It's not urgent, it's not slow, it's not moving, it's not shaking.

Round after round.