"What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

Zhou Zheng shouted along the meow.

I took two steps inside and turned a corner.

Enter another cave.

Meow Meow stood on tiptoe, and pointed his paws at the sword marks on the wall of the cave, dense but not overlapped: "Ah Zheng, these marks are so oppressive to Lord Ben Meow......"

"Huh?"

The reason why Ye Gucheng arranged his residence in this cave.

Zhou Zheng only understood at this moment.

A swordsman can't go a day without practicing his sword.

Ye Gucheng's sword practice method is to slash sword after sword on this wall, and feel the sword intent of each of his swords.

"It's a treasure......"

Zhou Zheng stepped forward.

Stroke the sword marks on the wall.

The expression is obsessed, as if falling into another world.

There was an extra man dressed in white in front of him.

The long sword in his hand was wielded indulgently, like light and shadow.

Each sword is immersed in the way of the sword.

Felt and slashed.

"Hoo ......"

Zhou Zheng gasped.

Sit on the floor with your legs crossed.

Retract the wooden sword into its scabbard and place it on your lap.

Draw half of the blade of the wooden sword at will.

Black sword intent flashed.

There was an extra sword mark on the wall.

"Not ...... enough"

Zhou Zheng's sword marks.

Compared to the real Ye Gucheng.

Be fine.

Be shallow.

Ethereal and groundless.

The sword intent perception is insignificant.

The sword is sheathed.

Unsheath again.

The sword marks are still exactly the same as the previous one.

Zhou Zheng held his breath and closed his eyes.

Feeling the way of the sword that the hidden identity gave him.

Closed sheath, unsheathed.

The action repeats itself.

Like an ascetic walking between heaven and earth.

Wait for the dark elemental to be used up from others.

Zhou Zheng opened his eyes.

There are hundreds of sword marks on the walls.

And one is even more different from the other.

"Ye Gucheng...... Ye Gucheng ......"

Zhou Zheng muttered to himself and muttered the name Ye Gucheng.

Begin to use the dark elements of your own demons.

Continue to close the sheath and unsheath.

Still a hundred swords.

Zhou Zheng opened his eyes.

His eyes were crimson.

His hand holding the sword trembled.

The not-so-smart face of the demon is about to come out.

【Mental Health Attribute-5】

"Care, not form."

Zhou Zheng didn't care about the risk of the demons backlashing.

Refocus and close your eyes.

This two hundred and one sword.

Slash out of the earth-shaking changes.

The sword marks are accompanied by Zhou Zheng's unique murderous aura.

"Zheng!"

Even if it is sheathed.

There is still the sound of the sword ringing in my ears.

"No sword, no self."

"I forgot the sword."

The inner demon affected Zhou Zheng's mood and mind.

Zhou Zheng did not light the incense on the grave.

Instead, his left hand was pinched into a sword finger.

Swipe forward.

A sword intent unexpectedly released from his fingers.

Leave a unique sword mark on the wall.

【Mental Health Attribute-2】

"You're using me?"

The voice of the heart demon sounded in Zhou Zheng's body: "Do you think it is useful for you to temper your heart?" Your mental health attributes are nothing more than an ornament. The more you use me, the stronger I will be. ”

"Then you think I should be afraid of you?"

Zhou Zheng struggled with the demons in his mind.

The heart demon smiled, as if he could see through all of Zhou Zheng's thoughts: "Don't struggle!" From the moment you enter the labyrinth, you have been scared. ”

"Fear of death."

"It's better to be afraid of life than to die."

Zhou Zheng was silent, and the demons in his heart pursued after him: "Since this is the case, why bother? Why bother to obey your humanity? ”

"What's so good about human nature?"

"It's nothing more than a moral yoke that binds you."

"Hug me, own me, accept me."

"Only then can you become the true king of the labyrinth."

"Only then can you become the true master of the labyrinth."

"The lives of all the interlopers will be in your mind when the time comes."

The words spoken by the demons are full of temptation.

tried to shake Zhou Zheng's heart.

Zhou Zheng sat cross-legged in place.

There was no speech, and there was no movement.

After almost a minute of stalemate.

The heart demon continued to confuse Zhou Zheng: "Aren't you tired alive?" I know all about you...... You are me, I am you. We can have a better life, so why are you struggling? ”

"It's different."

Zhou Zheng shook his head gently.

A hallucination appeared in front of his eyes.

The scenes that appear in the hallucinations are the shadows of his life.

He began to stroke the wooden sword again: "These are not the same...... I'm fine now, these things should be gone. ”

"Mom died right in front of your eyes!"

"But I believe that before she died, she must have wanted me to live well in the future. Before I entered the labyrinth, I was depraved enough. Since this labyrinth has given me a chance to be reborn, I must not be able to live like a waste again! ”

Zhou Zheng drew his wooden sword.

The sword intent slashed at the wall.

It's like cutting off the nightmare in Zhou Zheng's memory.

"Stubborn!"

The demon loses patience.

He began to urge his strength, wanting to forcibly occupy Zhou Zheng's body.

Zhou Zheng quickly took out the grave incense and lighter from the electronic watch.

But the demon took control of half of his body and forcibly made him throw the grave incense and lighter out.

"Ahh

Zhou Zheng felt at this moment.

His body was about to be torn apart, and he cried out in pain and despair: "Brother Meow! Save me! ”

"What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

Meow Meow, who was afraid of being accidentally injured by the sword intent, returned to the fire and waited for Zhou Zheng to finish practicing the sword when Zhou Zheng was practicing the sword. At this moment, he heard Zhou Zheng's howl in pain, and immediately picked up the pan and ran over.

He saw Zhou Zheng like a maggot.

Curled up, he collapsed to the ground.

Saliva can't help but flow from the corners of the mouth.

And he held his right wrist with his left hand, and the right hand seemed to be out of his control, and he wanted to grasp the incense of the grave and break it completely.

"Incense!"

"Fragrant!"

Zhou Zheng resisted the demons in his heart.

While slamming his right hand to the ground.

"Ah Zheng, don't scare me."

The moment when Meow Meow picked up the incense on the grave.

He saw Zhou Zheng's body with murderous aura passing by.

But the next moment it was gone.

"Boom ......"

Meow Meow uses a lighter to light incense on the grave.

The fragrance of grave incense naturally wafted into Zhou Zheng's nostrils.

"Next time, you won't be so lucky."

The demon put down a cruel word.

Then he hid in Zhou Zheng's body again.

"This thing doesn't know how to die."

Zhou Zheng rubbed his wrist.

It was smashed too hard, and now I am relieved.

It's a bit painful.

Look at the incense burned on the grave.

My heart hurt even more: "Brother Meow, pinch this incense."

"Oooh."

Brother Meow carefully snuffed out the incense.

handed the lighter and grave incense to Zhou Zheng: "Ah Zheng, what the hell is wrong with you...... I was really scared to death just now. ”

"Don't panic, I guess it's a common thing in the future."

Zhou Zheng put away the life-saving grave incense.

lit another Huazi: "I don't know how many numbers there are today...... But looking at the roundness of the moon, it should be September 11 or 12. ”

"Swordsmanship......

The dark element that feeds back.

made Zhou Zheng feel much more comfortable.

He formed a sword finger with his left hand and struck forward.

A black sword intent slashed at the wall.

"There is no sword without me, and the sword is empty."

Zhou Zheng suddenly understood something: "I still underestimate the rules of the maze, and the attributes of spiritual power converted into different mazes are also different."

"In the Werewolf Killing Labyrinth, I can go a long time without resting."

"In this martial arts world, the spiritual attribute is converted into understanding, which means that my current understanding is based on spiritual attributes."

"It's beyond the limits of humanity."

"But in the end, something is missing."

"I don't understand what's wrong."

Zhou Zheng no longer practiced swords.

He's missing a moment now.

There is an opportunity to truly comprehend the flying immortals outside the sky.

This opportunity may not come until the decisive battle.

Now, it's too early.

"City Lord Ye, His Royal Highness the King of the South is invited."

Just as Zhou Zheng was about to get up and rest.

Outside the door came the voice of an old eunuch duck shouting at the door.