Chapter 382: Unbearable
"Sage, all the clues we have been able to find so far prove that the disappearance of the person who set the question was just after Chu Xun, the leader of Nanyou, cleared the customs. ”
That is, it could be related to him. ”
Mei Sage's close guards came back and forth.
Several saints and Hetu Zhenren led a group of Hetu Pavilion warriors and wizards, and they also set up magic circles many times to probe whether there were still flaws in the follow-up process of the Tianque Trial.
And the candidates who were fortunate enough to pass the fourth level just now have already entered the next level. It's just that there are only two candidates left who have entered the fifth level.
After passing through the door of the next pass, the fog became thicker, and the Mei Sage could not see the specifics clearly, so he was even more eager to know the cause of the sudden mistake.
Since all kinds of clues have proved that the disappearance of the person who set the question is related to the young man named Chu Xun, why is it related and how is it related?
Mei Shengren was eager to find out.
He looked at the door where Chu Xun, the leader of the Nanyou team, walked into the next level, but everything in front of him was dense and misty, and he couldn't see clearly.
Presumably, at this moment, the other test takers who had entered the fifth level had already walked through the entrance and walked to the depths of the next level, Wu Chen thought, he also wanted to do so, but his behavior was different.
As soon as his feet stepped through the door of Phnom Penh in the night sky, he felt that something was wrong, and he felt heavy for a moment, and this heaviness was gradually getting worse, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead.
Wu Chen supported the discomfort and tried his best to move forward.
Walking through the area near the entrance, he turned a corner, he felt that he was no longer able to support himself, he looked ahead, and he staggered a tree within reach.
He leaned against the trunk of the tree and gasped for breath, using all his strength in a few steps.
Wu Chen began to think back to what was wrong just now, and at the same time as he stepped into this door, he felt something swishing into his body, with a slight cool breath, making his consciousness more empty for a moment, and then there was an unbearable feeling of pressure.
Starting from the heaviness of his legs and feet, he soon spread upward, his chest and abdomen felt a stuffy pain, his shoulders and arms could barely move, and the back of his neck began to stiffen, and finally, he felt that his brain was difficult to turn, and the whole figure was completely frozen.
He sat straight to the ground, his wheezing became more and more urgent, and the pain in his chest and abdomen became more unbearable, Wu Chen fell to the ground and his body was lying on his back, his hands tightly clutched the clothes on his chest, what he wanted to grasp was not the clothes but his five organs.
Because the pain in the heart is unbearable.
The inexplicable cool air spread downward from his mind, Wu Chen could be sure that the abnormality in his body came from it, no matter how uncomfortable it was, he still calmed down, and used his best strength to force out the internal force, wanting to use the internal force to force the cool air out of the body.
As soon as the internal force came out, he felt a short period of relief for a moment, and the pain in his body was also relieved a little, Wu Chen's heart was relieved, thinking that this method was effective.
I didn't want to, suddenly a warm current in my chest and abdomen rushed up, completely out of his control, and the warm current rushed against the cool air that had just gone upstream.
The chest and abdomen stabbed violently as if they had exploded.
A mouthful of blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth, and the smell of blood filled his mouth and nose.
No matter how difficult it was for Wu Chen to exert his internal strength, his mind became even more dizzy, he opened his mouth and tried to call for help, but he didn't make a sound at all. This level is likely to be alone, even if there is a call for help, no one responds, even if there are other participants in the same illusion, they must have gone far away, and they can't hear his angry call.
The pain in his body impacted outward from the internal organs, cutting and strangling again and again, and within a moment, Wu Chen's whole body was wet with cold sweat, and his face was pale.
At this time, he couldn't summon a strong will, he could no longer feel his will, his own endurance had reached the limit, and the next second was death.
The next second.
Death's door.
Suddenly it opened.
There is still no hope in the door of death after it is opened, but what you see in front of you seems to return to reality, everything is so real and thick.
Wu Chen blinked, silently supporting his weak eyes, his eyes were full of continuous war, he suddenly realized why he was suddenly in the chaotic battlefield, everywhere you could see corpses, pools of blood, war fires, rubble, and some of the war horses that fell on the battlefield were still wailing and howling. The battle banners were also crippled and fell to the ground in a pool of blood, and his mouth and nose were filled with the stench of corpses and the smell of fire.
The soldiers in armor had their faces a little blurred, and Wu Chen climbed a few steps to stand up, staggering forward on the battlefield full of corpses.
I don't know how long he walked, but he staggered and saw that a large area of Shura Field after the war had finally come to an end, and at the end was a quiet cemetery, and there was no life in the yellow sand.
There were no trees, not even a single grass in sight, and only a tombstone stood alone high in the sand.
In front of the tombstone, a thin young man half-knelt on the ground, facing the tombstone for a long time, Wu Chen fell all the way I don't know how many times, and he climbed above the sand with his hands and feet.
"Who are you?" When the tombstone and the young man kneeling in front of the tombstone finally got closer, Wu Chen asked in a loud voice.
The young man still turned his back to him, as if he didn't know that there was another person here, and he didn't speak, but silently faced the tombstone, and was silent for a long time.
Wu Chen walked forward again and found that the name of the owner of the cemetery was clearly written on the tombstone, but he could not see it clearly. When he got closer, he found that he couldn't even see the young man's face.
But Wu Chen saw that in front of the young man's knees, he worshipped a thing that emitted silver light and placed it near the tombstone, and he was using the silver light object to worship the owner of the tombstone.
And that silver thing Wu Chen seemed so familiar, because it was a dusty ......
The whisk that has appeared in his dreams many times.
"Wu Chen?"
"Is that you?"
"Wu Chen!"
At this time, Wu Chen heard a voice calling out to him from behind, and the voice was very good, like a soft tune played by a musician, which made him feel warm in his heart.
Wu Chen turned around, fell to his knees on the sand due to exhaustion, and a wonderful scene finally appeared in front of his eyes.
The war and blood pools no longer exist, and the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River in front of me are like spring returning to the earth, the wind curtain is green, and the pink peach blossom petals are floating in the distance, flying one after another.
There is a sweet smell in the air.
Hopeful.
A delicate woman ran towards her, calling his name as she ran.
The petals are flying, the spring breeze is blowing, and everything in front of you is fluttering.
The woman's posture was agile, and she ran to his side in an instant, approached him and gently helped him up from the sand, looking at the woman's sincere and bright smile, Wu Chen also had a knowing smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Wu Chen, hold on!" the woman said.
Wu Chen's eyelids were a little heavy, but he still supported and smiled and said, "Lan Zi......"