Everyone held their breath and stared at the little monk in the sky.

I controlled the little monk into this corridor. Even if there is a sea of swords and fires in front of me, I have to break through.

The passage is deep and goes straight to the bottom of the water. The little monk dressed in white and with delicate eyebrows walked among them, step by step. The surroundings were dark and dark, and this little monk seemed to be isolated, as if he could die at the slightest movement. The attention of the audience was all on this monk, and they even forgot to breathe, and they completely substituted into the situation.

The little monk saw the murals on both sides, and the paintings on them were very clear. Everything the little monk saw came into my eyes, and these murals seemed to depict the process of a person's birth to growth.

A baby croaks to the ground, the disgusted eyes of a man in the hospital hallway. Then a divorce paper was issued, and the man left with his backpack, leaving only an old thin booklet beside the baby. The woman raised this baby alone...... As the little monk slowly walked down, the scenes of the mural appeared in front of me, and I suddenly woke up, could these be the life of the black swan?

I continued to look down, and the baby slowly grew up and became a little girl, who was bullied by her classmates at a very young age. After growing up a little bit, my mother left with a bag on a stormy night. She was the only one left, dropped out of school, and was later sent to a relative's house, where there was a lot of domestic violence, the man beat the woman, and one day the man actually extended his claws to this girl.

Once again, the girl ran away from home, with nothing but the thin old book her father had left behind in her small backpack......

If all this is really a black swan experience, then she is really miserable. The audience from the outside could not see the contents of the murals clearly, and only from my perspective could they clearly understand what was happening.

As I walked, I suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure, and there was no change in the corridor, but the aura suddenly became stronger, and the walls on both sides seemed to seep out of an invisible and intangible, black fog that permeated my body, making me a little breathless.

The further down you go, the greater the pressure, the fire gradually dims, and the tunnel is unfathomable.

Every step is like walking on thin ice, and there is a jack pendant hanging on both legs.

The current situation is very strange, from the outside, you can see how long this corridor is, and you can immediately reach the bottom, but in the corridor, you can't see anything clearly, and you feel that it is a bottomless abyss, and it is so dark that it is a mess.

I was secretly surprised, the black swan deserved to be the number one in the weapon spectrum, to the point of being miraculous. Just by creating such a mysterious corridor under the great river, the details are so exquisite and lifelike, she already deserves to be tied for the first place with Lao Xiong.

This passage is full of the mystery, gloom and darkness of women, and the old bear would never have made such a place. It's two people who have their own strengths.

After walking for a long time, the little monk was still in this road, surrounded by murderous machines, and there were many dangers hidden in the dark, and his nerves were tense.

I already have a psychological expectation, it's nothing more than a loss, but I've come to this point, I must persevere, and wrestle with the black swan. In fact, it is also to explore your own limits and force yourself to grow.

At this time, the darkness was dispelled, and countless lampstands on both sides of the wall burned, illuminating the path in front of them. We had reached the end of the passage, and there were two tightly closed doors in front of me.

The doorknob is shaped like the heads of two little imps with brass rings in their mouths. The door is engraved with an extremely mysterious pattern, and the faint fire looks extremely eerie.

What's in the door, is it the black swan's last big killer move?

I took a deep breath, controlled the little monk and walked over, opened the door gently, and walked in.

From the viewer's point of view, the door opens at the bottom of the river, that is, at the feet of everyone. Everyone held their breath and watched as the little monk in white walked into the door step by step, that is, into the floor, the door was closed, and nothing could be seen.

At this moment, only I know everything inside the door.

It was a large, dark room, with a lampstand burning, and many human corpses against the walls, suspended in mid-air by invisible ropes. The corpse's expression was extremely hideous, and it should have been extremely painful when it died.

The little monk walked along the first corpse, which was a man, like the father of a black swan, who had abandoned his wife and children and ran away with a backpack.

Of course, this is not a real corpse, but a realm created by a black swan, and I suddenly realized that through this door it seemed to enter her inner world.

The little monk continued to walk forward, and the second body was the mother of the black swan, followed by the black swan's elementary school classmates, teachers, and neighbors...... Walking all the way, I can feel the endless resentment of the black swan, which is so gloomy that I can't breathe.

I really didn't expect that the black swan actually had such a violent aura hidden in her heart, and she couldn't wait for everyone she knew to die!

As I was walking forward, the little monk stopped, because I saw a very strange man. He did not die, but was naked and tied to a copper pillar, covered with a large fishing net.

The nets had many small holes, and they were all tied up in his flesh, which was so tightly tied that his flesh bulged out of the holes.

A small knife flew in the air, gently cutting the bulging flesh from each hole in the fishing net, and the man screamed with each cut, but there was no sound, and he could see the expression of extreme pain.

I was shocked, and sweat was dripping from my head, this is the legendary thousand cuts, right? The so-called Ling Chi execution.

When I saw this man, I immediately reacted to who this person was, the male owner of the black swan who lived in a relative's house after his parents left. This man once stretched out his claws to the black swan.

In the inner world of the black swan, in the realm of her imagination, she trapped this man here forever, suffering boundless torture.

I felt sorry for the little monk who stood there for a long time, just watching this man scream continuously, and the expression on his face always changed in pain.

At this time, the lights went out one by one, and the corpses disappeared one by one, hiding in the darkness.

In the faint light, there were only the little monk and the man who had been cut by a thousand knives.

I felt the pressure boundless, and the spiritual power of the black swan was like a dark swamp to devour me. I was very cold, and this chill was real, and I could feel it clearly on my skin.

The black swan's brain power and resentment have reached a peak at this moment, and I can actually have a real sense of body touch through a virtual illusion.

The little monk and the man in front of him were like actors performing on the stage, and it was dark all around, and only the two of them were illuminated.

The golden characters on my right wrist are slowly turning, and there are six mantras flashing, which are 唵 (an), ma, ni, horn, mi, and 吽 (hong). It was a gift from Elder Keats and YTO.

I was wrapped in a golden feeling, and the little monk exuded a strong aura of mindfulness. I controlled the little monk and said, "Why bother. ”

Yes, I said it, it is impossible to make a sound in a brain map confrontation, only visuals. But under the urging of the golden characters, I broke through the barrier of sound and said a word.

"Why bother?"

The black swan's spiritual power was obviously stagnant, and a few words gradually emerged in the darkness, "You're going to die, you know?" ”

The little monk said slowly: "Do you think this is revenge?" ”

"You're amazing." Another line emerged from the darkness: "You can actually talk here." That's something I can't do, and in that sense, we all have our strengths. ”

"Put down the butcher knife." The little monk said.

"You know a P." The black swan suddenly became furious: "What qualifications do you have to point fingers, what do you know about my life." ”

"You are torturing the enemy on the surface, but in fact, your heart is full of sadness, and there is no happiness to vent." The little monk said slowly.

A tornado rolled up in the darkness, and a powerful spiritual force threatened, and the little monk in white sat cross-legged on the ground, folded his hands and closed his eyes slightly.

"Do you know what I've been through?" The words of the black swan appeared in the darkness, and each word was shining brightly, extremely dazzling and full of perverseness.

"Do you think that's revenge?" The little monk said unhurriedly: "In reality, these people are still doing well, and their torture here is just your delusion." What you torture is actually yourself. ”

"You know a P!" A strong wind blew, blowing the little monk's clothes fluttering, and the skin on his face was wrinkled, like bulging human skin.

"A person's hatred can only destroy himself in the end." The little monk had a crying voice in his voice, in fact, this is also my voice, I am not sad, nor angry, but I feel that the black swan is very pitiful, and I pity her.

All her strength is to hide her weakness, and all her attacks are to escape the pain of the past.

At this point, I was so sad that I had to cry. I don't know why I cry, it's just my uncontrollable emotions and compassion.

The little monk slowly raised his head, and a tear slipped through the corner of his eye.

"Black swan, let these people go, and let yourself go." The little monk said slowly: "If you really want to torture...... Just torture me. I'm not something you think I'm here. As long as you don't torture yourself anymore. ”

"Do you think I'm going to let you go?!" A line of big words came out of the darkness, "What are you, what qualifications do you have to point fingers at my life, I will make you suffer the greatest pain in this world!" ”

Due to various problems, the address has been changed to a new address to avoid getting lost

The content of the chapters on the web version is slow, please download the iReading app to read the latest content

Please exit the transcoding page and download the iReading app to read the latest chapters.

The new provides you with the fastest update of the Hades password, Chapter 264 Inner World is free to read.