Chapter 919： life without love

At this moment, Yi Feng, who closed his eyes in deep thought, opened his eyes at this moment.

If he guessed correctly, among the sixteen bridges, there should be only one bridge that can be cleared.

And the other fifteen bridges should all be dead ends.

After all, such an ancient inheritance is also known as death, so it is not surprising that there are such rules. And there is only one inheritance.

And in order not to be influenced by the level creator, and also afraid that his cleverness will be mistaken by his cleverness, Yi Feng's plan at this moment is to choose a bridge at random to walk on.

Don't look at the **** stone tablet or where it leads.

Anyway, just blindly choose, whichever seat you choose will go to.

He didn't believe it anymore. He chose fifteen out of sixteen. In the case of blind selection, how could he still choose the only way to survive?

He raised his finger directly and muttered in his mouth.

"Click, click, click, bull's-eye, bull's-eye, one eggplant and two big melons. If you have money, buy it and eat it. If you don't have money, get rid of it, ah no...that's it."

Yi Feng blindly chose a bridge, and walked up to it without hesitation.

This scene.

Stunned the soul body in the sky.

He narrowed his eyes, trembling with excitement.

"Heart of a brave man, this son has the heart of a true brave man!"

In this level, in fact, every bridge is a dead end.

Only those who break through the barrier have the heart of the brave, no matter how many roads and choices are in front of them, where the road leads, and what the choices are, everything moves according to their hearts, and if they move forward bravely, they will be able to survive the desperate situation and turn the danger into a safe one.

Therefore, the sixteen bridges are all dead ends, but at the same time they are all life.

Originally, the soul body did not have much confidence in Yi Feng's ability to pass this level. After all, over the years, there have been more than one or two practitioners who have passed this level and made him feel hopeful, but they all stopped at this.

Unexpectedly, there is a successful person today.

And it's still seconds.

There were tears of excitement in his eyes.

But at this moment, Yi Feng was paralyzed.

There is no love for life, sitting there blankly like a walking dead.

"I was so poor in my last life. From sports lottery to scratch-off, scratch-off to slot machines, I have never won five yuan."

"Now your mother's sixteen choices have been chosen by me."

"My God, are you playing with me?"

this moment.

Yi Feng finally knew what it meant to be tricked by fate.

I just want to die.

Why is it so difficult.

Yi Feng took out the beef jerky from the storage ring, chewed it, and complained.

After eating and drinking, his eyes flashed with determination.

"No, I can't give up."

"It was bad luck before. Looking at this scene, there should be more levels next, and it will be more difficult than before."

"My luck can't last forever, so I'll definitely die next."

Hope reappeared in Yi Feng's eyes.

Sherlock Holmes is online again, and he believes that with mechanisms and tricks, he will be able to find a way to die.

Just when Yi Feng encouraged himself and became full of fighting spirit again, a fluttering voice came.

"Hello little friend."

The sound startled Yi Feng.

Turning his head to look, I don't know when a soul body appeared beside him.

He was an old man, covered in sackcloth, with a kind expression on his face. He spoke in a very soft voice just now, as if he was afraid of scaring Yi Feng.

"You are?"

Yi Feng blinked.

"Old man Renyong, the master of this inheritance, I came here to tell you, congratulations, you have passed the test, and you can get my inheritance!" The old man stroked his beard and smiled, telling you the good news directly. Yi Feng.

"what?"

When Yi Feng heard the words, he was instantly stunned, "No, isn't this still in the checkpoint, isn't this still going to be a checkpoint?"

The old man smiled mysteriously. Although Yi Feng did not finish the level in a strict sense, it was of little significance to him.

When Yi Feng passed the Sixteen Immortal Bridge, he had already identified Yi Feng.

"The next level, it's not important, you've already qualified."

The old man waved his hand, and the scene in his eyes began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hey, hey..."

"Don't, don't, I haven't passed the level yet, I'm not qualified yet..."

Yi Feng stretched out his hand and shouted, but watched the level in front of him and the danger he expected disappeared without a trace, and changed into a stone room of more than ten square meters.

The stone room is surrounded by spider webs, and the furnishings are simple.

A table and a stool.

On the stool, lay a skeleton.

Yi Feng looked around in confusion.

The old man's voice came again just now.

"Little friend, don't look at it anymore, the corpse you see in front of you is the old man."

"And the conversation with you is just a thought I left behind during my lifetime."

"To be honest, there are indeed many levels to follow."

"But I can't wait, and I can't wait. If I wait any longer, I'm afraid I'll never be able to wait. I've run out of fuel. And in my heart, you've passed the test."

"Okay, stop gossip, and let me introduce myself again."

"I was born a million years ago as a saint, enlightened as courage, and entered the saint with courage, and my heritage has already formed a set of armor for the brave."

"At this moment, I will pass on my Brave Armor to you. It is very simple to use. You can activate it with your mind, and you can use the spiritual energy to transform it into a complete protection for you. Of course, when you are in danger and have no time to distract yourself, you can also protect the master yourself."

"In short, with it, it can help you move forward on the road of the brave, and under the saint, no one can shake you."

"What?"

Yi Feng was immediately stunned, and with a bitter face, he said loudly, "Don't, don't..."

But before he finished speaking, he felt that there was an invisible barrier that came from the body of the corpse, fell onto Yi Feng's body, and merged into it.

"Little friend, I won't explain it to you if it's redundant. After the armor is inherited from you, I have no strength to support my thoughts anymore."

"I'm happy to pass it on to you today."

"The road ahead, I believe in you..."

After speaking, the voice fell silent.

"Hey, sir."

"Don't, don't go."

"Just hold on a little longer, you can do it, you Ollie give it..."

"Hey, hey, you can't do it. What armor did you take away from me?"

"I don't want it."

Yi Feng jumped in a hurry.

damn it.

It was hard enough for him to die now.

The old man also gave him a brave armor, which could not be shaken by a saint.

Isn't this Nima a scammer?

Then how did he die?

"Old man, don't die, wake up!"

Yi Feng hurried to the side of the skeleton, grabbed it with both hands, and shook his body.

But the skull's head was almost shaken off, but the old man's voice never came, as if it had never appeared.

Yi Feng, who had been struggling for a long time, was desperate.

Sitting dumbly in the corner.

Empty eyes, no love for life.

This time, he just came to seek death.

But he didn't die, and instead he got a set of warrior armor.

How can this be done in the future.