Chapter Twenty-Three: No One Pays Attention to You If You Cut Your Throat

Crunch crunch......

The patterns and runes gradually ignited as the flames lit up, and a violent flame gate appeared in front of the two of them.

Yun Xiaotian grinned at Yu Chiying and stepped in without hesitation.

"There are three lives and deaths on the Yangyan Road, half Shura and half immortal."

"It's up to you how far you can go" Yu Chiying put his hands behind his back, looked at the gradually closing door of the sun flame, and muttered to himself.

Looking back at the door of flames that was gradually closing on the stone wall, Yun Xiaotian took a deep breath, and a spicy and fiery aura instantly wrapped his entire body, just like drinking a large sip of strong liquor, and the entire pores of his body were opened.

It's a closed stone chamber, more like a small world of flames.

Flames of different sizes, clusters of flames flew out from the dark red stone wall, writhing messily and insolently in the air, and before they could be extinguished, more flames rushed out one after another, mixed together, crackling and popping, reminding Yun Xiaotian of the fireworks in his previous life.

The ground under his feet gradually became hotter, and the magical textures became clearer under his feet, and a strange formation in the shape of a hexagonal shape was revealed.

Yun Xiaotian gritted his teeth and sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, his heart gradually calming down.

Whether in the past life or in this life, I am not willing to be ordinary.

In this magical world, if you want to live a wonderful and dignified life, you must endure inhuman experiences and life and death tests.

But then again, this first introductory test was actually roasted by fire here?

As the flame formation operated, more flames flew up like fire dragons, causing the clothes on Yun Xiaotian's body to burn to ashes in an instant, and even his hair, eyebrows, and even someone's cherished "private garden" became a ruin.

Even though he had sufficient mental preparations, but this kind of naked situation, Yun Xiaotian asked himself that it had only appeared in the public bath in his previous life, so frightened that he quickly stretched out his hands to protect it tightly.

"Concentrate and calm down, close your eyes and close your mind, fire into flesh and blood, fearless, heart moves with fire, I am free" Some empty voices sounded in the stone room, and I don't know if it was Wei Chiying's reminder to himself, or what kind of mental method.

At this moment, Yun Xiaotian no longer had the vigor he had when he first came in, and his whole body bowed slightly because of the pain, and he looked like a roasted prawn.

The clenched palm was so hard that the slightly sharp nails pierced deep into the palm. The skin on his body was tearing apart inch by inch with the flying flames, and he could barely find an inch of intact place on his body.

The whole person was also red from the beginning, and gradually became dark, and even the flesh and blood under the skin became charred, as if the body was about to be steamed dry.

"Uh...... Ah......" A pain from the bottom of his heart and spleen made Yun Xiaotian can't help but roar.

Yu Chiying, who was outside the stone room, closed his eyes slightly, and the scar made his originally handsome face look slightly bewitching: "Scream, scream, no one will pay attention to you if you break your throat, hahaha...... This is just the beginning, I want to see how many pounds you kid has."

If Yun Xiaotian, who was struggling inside, knew about this scene, I don't know if he would jump out of the fire room and fight with him.

I came to the test out of the obligation to accept your old chivalrous talent, how can you listen to it a little gloating?

Not okay?

Three days.

It has been three full days since Yun Xiaotian entered the stone room.

In the past three days, from the beginning of the pain, to the later*, for Yun Xiaotian, it was like walking around the ghost gate.

The sharp pain of tearing flesh and blood, the scorching of the flames entering the body, the most unbearable thing is that the pain later is mixed with a trace of numbness and extreme itching, as if there are countless insects and ants in the body gnawing, which makes people want to tear with their hands.

This kind of repeated torture made Yun Xiaotian almost collapse.

As time passed, the fierce flames seemed to soften down.

Yun Xiaotian, whose eyes were closed, slowly opened his eyes. Now, from his skin to his flesh and blood, his whole person is like a piece of burnt black charcoal, exuding a foul air from time to time.

The black and white eyes blinked vigorously, and when he saw the situation in the stone room clearly, he couldn't help grinning, and a row of white teeth was revealed, making him look nondescript and a little weird.

"Hey...... Hahaha, just you little things, how can you stump Young Master Ben, tossing for a long time, not obediently surrendering at my feet, hissing......" Yun Xiaotian, who was a little carried away, shouted fiercely, inadvertently pulled the wounds on his body, and grinned in pain.

Only then did he remember, and he lowered his head and carefully examined his body.

"Ah...... What the hell is this?" came a wave of ghost crying wolf howls.

Some of the original white and tender skin has turned charcoal black, some are covered with hideous cracks, and some are cracked like the land that has been dried by the air for a long time, as if it will fall off from the body with a slight movement.

What about a good rebirth?

What about the abundance of jade?

With this kind of ghostly appearance, if you can't recover in the end, won't it scare anyone to death?