This time, the Asoshi pause was a little longer.

But Lin Ya and the others were like an initiation, their eyes flickering, and all the things they had experienced before kept coming to mind.

From the moment he was unconscious, he had been experiencing death continuously, first with self-awareness, as a bystander in the game; And then it is directly substituted into death, which is the person in the bureau; Then it becomes a third person to watch the death, which is an outsider bystander.

If you look at death from different angles, you will have different experiences and different feelings.

In the constant death, they see a lot of obsessions, a lot of ways to die, but without exception they are sad, with their own obsessions to die, and then by one death leads to another death, the truth is difficult to explain, the murderer must be evil? The one who is killed must be unlucky?

Perhaps, the world is inherently changeable, and the only things that remain unchanged are those objective beings in the universe, such as time, or, death.

Death is not terrible, it is gone as soon as the eyes are dark, what is really terrible is the process, torture and killing is even one of them, just like Zhao Xuan abusing and killing the ruffian in the alley; Nostalgia is also one of them, that kind of reluctance, unwilling emotions are out of control;

Countless obsessions, for countless years, have woven a terrifying and abnormal mask on death, making all of them fear him, fear him, and try to escape from him.

Lin Ya is the same, no matter how indifferent the person is, he will maintain a strong resistance to it in the depths of his heart.

Unfortunately, Lin Ya just practiced, such a method closely related to death, if he couldn't open his heart as soon as possible and fully accept this breath of death, then at a certain point, resistance would erupt, and then he would be brought into the abyss of the Nine Shadows.

Thinking about this, there seemed to be some kind of breaking sound in Lin Ya's body, and at this moment, he only felt that all the breath around him was so kind, and everything in his body was accessible, and he couldn't feel the slightest bit of coldness.

And those breaths jumped up and down, and seemed to be excited about this, and then circled a few times above Lin Ya, and then rushed into the barren sky next to the Ding, and a fierce black flame burst out with a 'whew', and a portrait gradually emerged on the Ding, which was a portrait of death, no more, no less than nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, covering all four sides of the Ding, which was the scene that Lin Ya had experienced.

However, at this time, there was no frightened look in all the death pictures above, some were just indifferent faces, and their obsession had been eliminated one by one by the sunset on the 100,000 stone steps mountain.

Seeing this scene, Arashi directly pulled Lin Ya away with one sleeve, and was caught off guard (although it was useless to prevent it), he plunged into a stone door behind him and dissipated.

Only one word came to his ears, "You are good at yourself." ”

"What the hell!!" Lin Ya shouted, and his limbs jumped up four feet high from his lying state