It was like falling into an endless abyss, there was no place around him that could be touched or grasped, it seemed that at this moment, any magical power could not be used, Chu Huan seemed to have returned to the ordinary state, and even Chu Huan could still experience the helpless real blessing

A fall is like a thousand years, Chu Huan fell endlessly, and the surrounding space was empty black, and the faint process of this fall was enough to make many strong people panic.

One second he was still a talented marquis who could fight against the king level, but the next second he became an ordinary person who was powerless, which was like a devastating blow to a strong man.

"Ah!!h

The distant roar was echoing, and Chu Huan was also in this panicked state at first.

But... Chu Huan's experience is very special, he originally came to this world from the earth, when he was on the earth, he was also the sword immortal of the Nine Blades, after arriving in this world, he became the waste demon warrior, this kind of ups and downs, Chu Huan has already experienced it once.

The only thing Chu Huan couldn't adapt to was this feeling of falling into an illusion, his soul was no longer under his control, and he passively entered the storyline arranged by others, which Chu Huan had never experienced.

Chu Huan, who fell infinitely, smiled bitterly, if you want to get this opportunity, it is extremely difficult, since you have chosen to enter the weak water of the Winning Sea and choose to find the Underworld Misanthropic Lotus, this psychological preparation Chu Huan will still have.

"The prince became a beggar overnight, haven't you experienced this kind of thing, if you really do it again, it would be good to find a way to reach the peak again!" Chu Huan shook his head helplessly, but his attitude was obviously to accept the show, but psychologically, he would never succumb to reality.

"Huh!"

The surrounding black space rapidly changed colors, and the surrounding colors were like marquees, twisting past Chu Huan's side, and finally condensed into a real world, surrounded by traffic, and he also felt the temperature around him, as if he had a physical body again.

It's just that the hunger in the stomach is also so real!

"This...."Chu Huan couldn't help but glance down at his hands and feet, and his sturdy body was gone, replaced by a pair of arms like hemp rods, thin and wrinkled skin, and a pair of thin legs that were so thin that he walked straight and fluttering.

The clothes on his body were even more tattered, dirty and dusty, and the pain of his lips tearing constantly stimulated his brain.

At this moment, Chu Huan really became a dirty beggar, and he was no longer the Zhenwutang Chu Huan who was famous and famous for all ethnic groups.

In an instant, Chu Huan understood the content of the test, the content of the test, that is, the state of mind, this kind of test is the most difficult, no one knows what the answer to the test is, but if the answer is wrong, Chu Huan is death, this time the death is the complete destruction of the soul, if Chu Huan fails, then it really disappears from the world.

He never had a chance to do it again.

"Hehehe!, in my Heart Lotus Illusion, there are countless demon warriors who have died, and no one has succeeded so far, if you succeed, I will be free, the body of the Misanthropic Lotus will be handed over to you, and this realm will also be handed over to you, but if you fail, I will have to wait again!Good luck!" The Underworld Misanthropic Lotus murmured softly, her eyes full of anticipation.

In the world, almost ninety percent of people hope that they will live a long life and stay young forever, that is because there is a world of flowers, you live very happily in this world, and there is always hope in life.

But for the Underworld Misanthropy Lotus, hundreds of millions of years of loneliness are only facing this Black Sea, and immortality is a kind of torment, and this situation of the Underworld Misanthropy Lotus will be too much in less than a second!

Chu Huan's body floated above the Winning Sea, the black lotus flower on his head pressed the spirit, and it was slowly rotating, and Chu Huan was like a dead man, quietly floating above the Winning Sea.

In the illusion of the heart lotus, the beggar incarnated by Chu Huan was standing on the street in confusion, helplessly watching the pedestrians passing by.

The current Chu Huan is very hungry, and the feeling of not eating for half a month makes him crazy when he sees a stinky steamed bun.

It stands to reason that the powerful people who were strong in their previous lives have their own arrogance in their bones, and even if they starve to death in this situation, it is impossible for them to beg with a mortal.

I have to, the first two levels of this Heart Lotus Illusion are very dangerous, the first level is to change from strong to weak, just like this world, birth, old age, sickness and death, the laws of nature, if Chu Huan does not accept this fact, the time in the illusion is thousands of times greater than the outside world, Chu Huan will be consumed to death in the long river of time, this process may not be Chu Huan himself has time to react, the result has already come out.

But... Fortunately, Chu Huan's experience was special, and he accepted this fact smoothly.

Secondly, in the second level, Chu Huan became a beggar, which in the eyes of the strong, it is better to die, but in Chu Huan's eyes, becoming a weak person is a big deal to start over, what Chu Huan can do at present is to work hard to live.

In the Xinlian Illusion, the beggar named Chu Huan lowered his noble head, walked to the door of a farmer's house, took the broken bowl in his hand, and asked the farmer for half a bowl of leftover rice, which was used to pay tribute to his own temple.

When Chu Huan finished eating and walked on the busy street again, a carriage appeared out of thin air, and the horse's hooves trampled along Chu Huan's thin body, and Chu Huan's first life in the Heart Lotus Illusion ended like this.

To death, Chu Huan's facial expression was very strange, and he was very satisfied, because at least he didn't die hungry, at least he fought for survival, until the last moment of his life, Chu Huan still wanted to try his best to avoid the carriage and fight for a glimmer of life.

Pity... The fixed number is like this, this is an illusion, and the carriage of this life is the end.

In Chu Huan's expression, there was also a hint of meaning.

He could feel the helplessness when death came, as well as the anger and devotion at the last moment of his life, and the psychology of breaking the jar and falling.

"Huh!"

The scene changed rapidly, the scene just now only existed in Chu Huan's psychology, and now Chu Huan was wearing an official uniform, standing in front of the seat of the Ninety-Five Supreme Emperor, and giving impassioned advice on death.

In this life, Chu Huan was the former auxiliary minister of the faint throne, but the lord was mediocre and misbelieved slander, Chu Huan chose to speak out between silence and voice.

"The gourd hits the top! The corpse is chopped up and fed to the dogs!"

A royal decree echoed in the court, Chu Huan's life was over again, he was dragged out by the gourd warrior, and he could even experience the kind of vertigo blessing when the golden gourd double hammer shattered the skull

In this life, loyal ministers can't die well, and the kind of world-weary atmosphere that is dying without turning a blind eye accumulates in Chu Huan's heart again.

In the blink of an eye, the reincarnation of a hundred generations, looking back on all generations, Chu Huan played a different role in this death again and again, and every time he Chu Huan had a lifetime experience, but the same thing is that Chu Huan's ending in each life was a tragic death, a tragic death of all kinds, and even the death method of five horses being divided into corpses and being executed in a late manner, Chu Huan tried.

However, Chu Huan still did not give up hope, Chu Huan did what he had to do in every life, and the various ways of death were constantly archived in Chu Huan's mind.

But all this is not the key, Chu Huan seems to understand the fear of death more and more in the reincarnation of eternity, he can feel every Rao's psychological weakness in the illusion, although everyone is afraid of death, but in these Rao's hearts, there will be such a taboo thing, for this unbearable thing, they are willing to die.

If the matter in their hearts is infinitely magnified, once the person's psychological defense line collapses, then this person will choose to commit suicide without anyone else's hands.

"Oh! It turns out that this is the power of misanthropy! Awaken the most unbearable past in people's hearts, so that they lose hope for life, this is the alternative death mystery of the world-weary lotus in the underworld!" Chu Huan's figure appeared again, he rode a camel, holding two large chests of gold, and in front of him was a murderous desert bandit.

It stands to reason that this time Chu Huan is also certain to die, because his strength is still so low, but the other party is hundreds of fierce desert bandits.

But this time, Chu Huan only smiled faintly, and said to the bandits led by him: "Fuyun Pavilion Cui is dead, and your enemies have also been killed by you, do you want these two boxes of gold? Take them! But how do you want to use them!"

"That's right, what do I want this gold for, Cui is dead, those who killed Cui have their heads cut off by me, what do I want this gold for!" The bandit led by the leader was suddenly stunned by the question, and actually muttered to himself.

"Boss !!" The No. 2 bandit leader tried to pull the corner of the bandit leader's clothes, but Chu Huan didn't stop, and continued: "And you, a merchant on the Shahai Silk Road, went home and saw a pair of dog men and women on your kang! Why are you working so hard? The dog man and woman were stabbed to death by you, do you have anything to do!"

"No... No!" The second bandit leader clenched the handle of the knife and let go suddenly, his body was like a limp of mud, his eyes were dead, and he just kept laughing miserably.

Chu Huan smiled extremely brightly, and just like that, the most miserable and most unwanted things in the hearts of all the bandits came out, the voice seemed to have endless demonic nature, although there was no blessing of demonic thoughts, but this team of bandits all wiped their necks and committed suicide, because they couldn't find a reason to live, and the memories were all painful and unbearable to look back on.

These past events were infinitely magnified by Chu Huan's simple words, so they felt that it was easier to die, and every second of life in the world was painful.

This is the unique mystery of death that is misanthropic.

"Yo He!! this is fast enough! After so many years, you guy is the one who has gone the farthest, I hope you can succeed!" The petals of the world-weary lotus in the underworld trembled, and at this time, the nine plum petals of the world-weary lotus in the underworld, the magic pattern has been lit up with eight petals, which proves that the nine levels of Chu Huan have passed the first eight levels, and only the last level is left.

If Chu Huan survives safely, then Chu Huan will become the master of this winning sea!