Instead of refreshing the question on the computer screen, a blood-drenched skull appeared against a black background.

The skeleton was at rest, but in Chen Mo's eyes.

It's moving!

Not only is it moving, but the mandibles are opening and closing, making an eerie sound.

"I've never seen a human so gifted."

"You are an excellent candidate to inherit my mantle, and your murderous intent, desire for destruction, desire for aggression, desire for abuse, etc., etc., are too much to my taste."

The skull spoke, and every word that came out of his mouth pierced deeply into Chen Mo's mind.

His mind was always haunted by the bizarre multiple-choice questions, and he still stayed true to his heart.

The heart must not die.

But none of that mattered, his mind was already rendered by thousands of multiple-choice questions.

The twisted will was magnified, gradually eroding his consciousness and taking over the core of his brain.

Chen Mo's face twitched, and his expression was hideous.

He grabbed his hair desperately and tore it hard, but to no avail.

He wasn't conscious, and he knew it wasn't going to be good.

But there was nothing to be done.

The 5,000 almost perverted multiple-choice questions are still vivid, and no matter what, they can't be forgotten or dispersed.

If you can't forget, it means being one with your body and mind.

The text on the bronze lamp has been updated.

[Five thousand perverted multiple-choice questions, normal people may not be able to get ten of them right, but you didn't choose any of them wrong. The skeleton is right, you are indeed a genius, and it would be a pity not to inherit his mantle. 】

Chen Mo's consciousness is still there, and he can naturally see the words on the bronze ancient lamp.

He didn't even feel hopeless.

In the deepest part of his heart, there was some longing.

It's terrifying.

He had to have self-doubt.

"Is that what I am?"

"If I'm evil, why should I struggle?"

"Meaningless!"

"It's better to sink here, soak in the sea of bitterness, and become an immortal!"

The crazy thoughts could no longer be suppressed, and Chen Mo's eyes were red.

I want to kill someone!

I want to eat meat!

I want to drink blood!

I want to slaughter all the living creatures in the world!

I want to destroy all the gods and Buddhas!

He gradually stopped struggling, his hands drooping, and he raised his head slightly.

On his face, there was an incomparably evil expression.

Evil smiles, sharp eyes, upside-down eyebrows.

Endless killing intent covers all mixed breaths.

At this moment, Chen Mo seemed to be possessed by a killing god.

Even the Heavenly Xuan Knife placed aside exuded a faint bloodthirsty aura.

At the critical moment, the bronze ancient lamp finally reacted.

On the surface of the lamp body, blood-colored words slowly emerged.

This time, it's different.

There are no notes and subjective consciousness, just an ancient poem.

[Use civil and military fire to transport evil pincer cones. Dead scholars steal their hearts and open people's eyes. Turning around in front of the big machine, very compassionate, very vicious. The six famous blue flowers came back with a smile, and the green lights were cold and fragrant at night. 】

After the blood-colored ancient text appeared, Chen Mo's body suddenly looked like a hundred-watt light bulb.

He's lit up!

The light temporarily suppressed the killing intent and dispelled the evil.

In the light, Chen Mo gradually sobered up.

His pupils turned from red to black, and his evil aura quickly converged.

The skull on the computer screen was trying to say something.

The next moment.

The screen blew up.

A large amount of white smoke filled the small space.

Chen Mo's expression returned to normal in an instant, his chest continued to rise and fall, and he breathed in a big gulp.

He thinks that the world is still beautiful.

For a moment when he was shrouded in the thought of killing, he felt that the world was all red.

There is no light in the eyes, only darkness.

The desire to kill is restless.

Soon, he will become a murderer, unable to extricate himself.

The text on the bronze lamp has been updated.

[A requiem song can only temporarily suppress your killing thoughts. Unless you can light the wick, the hidden danger will never be removed. 】

[The computer in front of me is a parasitic thing, but it has been damaged.] You can choose to sacrifice it for thirty drops of oil. 】

"Sacrifice!"

Chen Mo had palpitations.

The computer in front of him disappeared immediately, and a small puddle of lamp oil condensed on top of the bronze ancient lamp.

You can choose to store or use the oil. 】

"Storage."

It is so dangerous on the bridge in this life, so it is better to store as much lamp oil as possible.

If you wait to leave here, there is still excess lamp oil, which can be used to strengthen your physique.

The Third Judgment of Hell, over.

Chen Mo can be said to be exhausted.

He sat in front of the computer and worked day and night on 5,000 multiple-choice questions.

I haven't slept in about two nights.

Even if his physique is extraordinary, he can't bear it mentally.

After the computer was sacrificed, the space became extremely distorted until the world swirled.

Chen Mo returned to the bridge of this life, and he was not in a hurry.

Instead, he sat cross-legged, enduring the extremely unpleasant smell of blood and corpses, and slowly closed his eyes.

Judging by the curvature of the bridge deck, he was about a third of the way.

At this pace, after nine trials, he would probably be able to reach the other side.

Chen Mo soon fell into a deep sleep.

While he was asleep, two breaths appeared above him.

"The last time someone walked to the second level of the fortress through the Imasheng Bridge was probably more than a hundred years ago. What happened to that person? ”

In the blood-colored void, an energy fluctuation was transmitted, and a middle-aged man's voice was issued.

"Are you knowingly asking or are you pretending to be crazy and stupid? Isn't he the famous Sequence Five, Jin Immortal God? ”

The response was an old voice.

His tone was slightly disdainful.

"Don't say it. Jin Xianshen's kid had a good life, and it is said that he found a corner of reincarnation in the Elysian Hell. ”

The sound of the void, natural and free...... Chatted about the day.

"You bite this kid, that kid, Jin Xianshen is older than you and me!" The old voice spoke again.

"That's an amazing guy, it's said that he witnessed the birth of 'that thing.'"

The middle-aged man's voice is full of yearning and aftertaste.

"It's none of our business. This time, I came here to ask Li Chunqiu for a few hard pills...... Damn it! This guy's name is full of bad fun. The old voice couldn't help but complain.

"It's okay, I brought thirty god drops, and I think he has no reason to refuse." Another voice was full of confidence.

"It's a pity that I have something to do, otherwise I would like to see if this kid can pass the bridge of this life." The old voice spoke with some regret.

"Do you know the secret of this bridge of this life?" The middle-aged man spoke casually.

"Of course I know. But that's far-reaching, and we can't snoop on it. Let's go, go to Li Chunqiu. The voice of the old man sounded.

"Wait, meeting is fate, I'll give him a chance." The middle-aged man's voice fell, and a blue light drifted down the Jinsheng Bridge, and then the breath in the void completely disappeared.

Chen Mo hadn't woken up yet, but the words on the bronze ancient lamp began to emerge.