The waves surround Han Haowen's heels, the water here is very strange, people on the water surface, almost can't sink, but like a soft ground, they can stand on it, the water surface is as soft as rubber, but the deep bottom of the sea makes people can't help but feel soft on their heels, but at this moment Han Haowen has no heart to pay attention to these. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

......He suddenly knelt down on one knee, his knee slammed into the soft water, but what he got was a crisp sound like a pop, he seemed to be in great pain at the moment, his body was almost curled up together, his teeth were clenched, and he seemed to be tormented, crumbling, as if he was about to fall, his dark blue pupils sometimes contracted violently, "What's going on......" This inexplicable extreme pain, like putting a real soul into a meat grinder, the whole body was aching at the same time, such a feeling was simply unbearable.

Brother Jian's gray pupils closed slightly, and after the eyelids closed for a few seconds, he slowly opened again, as if he didn't want to see Han Haowen's painful appearance, in order to alleviate his pain and distract him, Brother Jian groaned slightly, and then spoke.

"How does it feel now...... You also understand, I think, you won't dare in the future......"

He didn't think that saying this would only make him feel more painful and uncomfortable, not only from the body, but also from the soul, a heavy blow.

Han Haowen gritted his teeth, although he knew that this was just a dream, but this dream was very different from ordinary dreams, this was a real dream, if you want to enter this kind of dream, you must bring your soul here, just like the last time you went to the Temple of the God King, where you saw the main god and was reborn, and also attracted the soul at that time.

He clasped the water droplets on the sea with both hands, although he couldn't catch it, but this should relieve the pain a little, the facial features of his face were wrinkled and almost distorted, and when he found an empty rest, he took a hard breath and forced a few words out of his mouth, "Brother Jian...... Hiss, for ...... Why didn't you have ...... before Didn't tell me it would be so painful, such a feeling...... Good...... It's so uncomfortable!"

Han Haowen almost used all his strength to throw these words out of his lungs, and after he finished speaking, the whole person was like a balloon of anger, falling to the surface of the water with a pop, gasping for breath, if he hadn't been tortured and endured in the Evil Devouring Clan before, I'm afraid he would definitely last no more than a minute here.

This kind of pain from the soul is incomprehensible to ordinary people, it is not to cut the body and break its skin, but to consume the soul and reduce the life expectancy.

"Is it uncomfortable...... I've never experienced such pain...... Don't ask me why I didn't tell you about it, I reminded you about it, but you were too perfunctory at the time. ”

Brother Jian's faint voice came, and it came to Han Haowen's ears, he did remind Han Haowen, but Han Haowen almost ignored it, the second stage skill of the cold sword trick cannot be released in advance, and it must wait until the late stage of the fighter level to dare to consider it, the first stage of the cold sword trick, unless it is forced to do so, do not release it at will...... Although these sword brothers have said it, they have not told Han Haowen what the consequences will be, it may be because of this reason, Han Haowen will think that it doesn't matter if he uses his cold sword technique, because of his casualness, he will fall into the painful field he is now today.

"I won't use it in the future!" Han Haowen placed his trembling hand on his wrist, and in a flash, a domineering azure cold sword appeared on his palm, but he grabbed his body tightly, waved it fiercely, and threw it out......

"Hum, hum!" The cold sword spun in the air, leaping, the blade cut through the sky, and suddenly made a buzzing sound, and finally fell to the surface of the water, rubbing for several meters before stopping.

"Hey...... I didn't say that I wouldn't use it, but with your current combat power, it's not strong enough to manipulate it at all, you used to think you could easily use it, right? In fact, all of this is an illusion, and I just realized it, the current cold sword, the side effects on you are extremely huge, and it may even kill you, because your strength is not enough, but you have to forcibly operate it, if you don't stop using it...... The next time you dream, it will only make you more painful!Your lifespan will only be less!" Brother Jian sighed, if you want to say that this is self-inflicted hardship, in fact, it is not, if it weren't for his strength and memory have been shackled, it wouldn't have led to such a tragic end for him, or maybe this fear of restraint will become the driving force for him to condense, on the contrary, if he falls here, then it is just to blame the vision of the main god.

Looking away, Han Haowen at this moment, his cloth clothes were already full of sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that in fact, it was a cold sweat that hurt out, and the sweat that broke his heart and lungs.

Han Haowen clearly felt the mental pain, it was a knock on the soul, and it was like hundreds of millions of man-eating ants gnawing at his body, until the moment when he was about to collapse, the pain was slightly relieved.

This kind of relief gives him the feeling of happiness, the kind of happiness that comes after liberation, the feeling of being bright, although it is still painful, but it is definitely not as uncomfortable as before, and suddenly he feels how beautiful this world is, and this kind of reaction, if people find out, will cause contemplation, happiness...... Is it relative? Would he feel happy without the pain he had before? The answer is no.

The instant happiness quickly spread, and in the same way, his body was gradually regaining consciousness, and the pain was finally disappearing, as if he was relieved from the edge of death, after Han Haowen felt the elasticity of the water surface, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, the sweat had already soaked his clothes, but he didn't feel it at all before, and there was sweat flowing out, could it be so realistic in the dream.

Until now, the pain of the body was slightly relieved, swallowed the only trace amount of saliva left in his mouth, and wanted to wet his throat, which had already dried up, but swallowed there, the water droplets couldn't roll down at all, and there was a feeling that he couldn't swallow saliva, and he sighed in his heart, "This dream is really realistic, and even anything is very real, including every move of the body." He breathed a sigh of relief as much as he could, and whispered, although he didn't face Brother Jian, he was the only creature here, and he was naturally talking to him, "My ...... lifespan, also ...... How many are left?"

Brother Jian finally looked at Han Haowen, he was surprised in his heart, why didn't Han Haowen call out when he was so painful before, when he heard the young man's question, he groaned slightly, then shook his head, and said lightly, "Well, you also know that the number of times you have used the Cold Sword Technique is not ordinarily small, and the discount of the second stage of the Cold Sword Technique is very large...... Well, if you take your lifespan as a calculation...... If your strength has been stagnating here, a ninth-level fighter, then you will not live to be twenty years old. While speaking, Brother Jian moved his gaze to the distance, sometimes glancing at the young man, and said lightly, his tone did not carry any emotion at all, as if he was talking about ordinary things, he believed that telling the truth like this was likely to hit Han Haowen.