This scene looks extremely dazzling.

Just as thousands of flowing lights shining between the rock walls, Huo Jianghuai looked at the several ink bridges extending in front of him, silent.

At this time, in his realm, he could no longer see the figures of the people around him. When they projected here, they turned into disposable phantoms, and the sounds from the outside world could not be heard in this realm.

The mysterious voice just now said that this is a life-death formation?

Life, or death?

A very faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The surrounding spiritual energy became thinner, and Huo Jianghuai could feel the power in his body, and his movements were a little stagnant.

But he was not panicked.

He looked up at the center of him, stretched out several wooden bridges, chose the closest one and stepped on it.

He wanted to see how this formation was mysterious.

Step by step, various runes gradually appeared under your feet.

At this moment, Huo Jianghuai could feel two kinds of aura, one was the fresh breath of life, and the other was the sequel murderous intent.

And these two auras are all condensed at a hole in front of you.

The dark place gradually outlines an amazing and strange pattern. Even the lazy and lazy Huo Jianghuai felt that he had seen it in some kind of collection.

Picture of life and death.

A shocking force gradually spread out, Huo Jianghuai held the Soul Fu Sword tightly, and the carelessness just now gradually disappeared.

He suddenly felt that under this formation, he was no different from a grain of sand.

At this moment, the mysterious voice appeared again.

"How do you think life knows it?"

Just as this was finished, two illusions appeared in front of me.

A kind of vitality is the spring when all things begin, with flowers blooming, orioles singing and dancing, and the sound of a baby crying comes from his ears.

And the other place is like countless ghosts and monsters in the bottomless purgatory, howling ghosts and wolves, endless flames burning...

Huo Jianghuai was silent.

This question is beyond the outline!

Just live, why don’t you think about the meaning of death? It is said that the legendary depression patients have the characteristics of overthinking.

Huo Jianghuai was a person who lived a life of mediocrity. If you ask him why he was alive, he would tell you that the companionship of the game made him happy. The cool watermelon in summer, the slender legs exposed on the corner of the girl's skirt, and the boy who sweated heavily on the playground... Each one has its own unique meaning.

However, facing the formation in front of him, Huo Jianghuai didn't know whether this was the will left by a powerful person. If he was smart and the powerful person was unhappy, he would leave him here or destroy him directly, and that would be a mess.

After thinking for a while, Huo Jianghuai planned to copy the excellent answers.

He coughed, lowered his voice and said:

"Heaven and earth are the backward journey of all things; time is the passerby of a hundred generations. But life is like a dream, how much joy is it?"

After saying this, the air around him calmed down.

The formation in front of him trembled slightly, and then countless light spots rotated desperately, rushing towards Huo Jianghuai-

His pupils shrank slightly and he murmured: "It's over, can you save it again..."

The next second, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and Huo Jianghuai heard the whistling wind. The sky was a different kind of gloom, like a prelude to the coming of storm.

"Crazy--"

The heavy rain came at once, and Huo Jianghuai was directly drenched in a drool.

He looked up expressionlessly, and was about to complain, but suddenly he was stunned.

In front of me was a scenery he had never thought of. It was not so mysterious or terrible. I was so familiar with it that I often dreamed about it all day and night.

High-rise buildings were built around, and the cars in front of me were parked in a mess, and the emergency lights were flashing. In the heavy rain, students ran with books.

It was the modern day he traveled through time.

...

Huo Jianghuai rarely remained silent for a while, but he quickly realized that this should be an illusion created by the formation.

Perhaps every illusion has a huge connection with different people, so it is ever-changing.

It's really high-end, exclusive custom.

"Husband, why don't you go quickly? Today's weather forecast is a typhoon." At this time, a voice came from my ears.

Huo Jianghuai felt his arm being held, and then he saw long ink hair, shiny earrings at his earlobes, and a sweet smell filled the tip of his nose.

A feeling of surprise flashed through my heart.

He thought to himself, why did he buy one free of charge in this illusion, and even arranged a legal wife for himself.

I don't know how long it is...

He turned his head slightly with expectations, and then saw a picture-

Mosaic-puzzled face!

Huo Jianghuai was in a bad mood.

What a thing!

Although the facts are unacceptable, the truth is that. The details of the woman in front of her are perfect. The pair of ink hair shines brightly against the gray background, like the best silk, and even the details of the earrings are extremely realistic, but on that face...

"Husband, why are you looking at me? It's all your fault. I told you that I wanted to bring an umbrella, but you don't remember it!"

The mosaic woman was angry as she spoke, then stretched her hand and twisted it into his ear.

"Ouch." Huo Jianghuai covered his pain in disbelief and found that the pain was extremely real.

"Stop being idle, leave, our daughter is still waiting for us at home." The woman said angrily with her waist crossed and angrily.

Huo Jianghuai was silent. Why did he like to be a father? He muttered: "I haven't done anything yet..."

"Click--"

Behind him, a flash of lightning exploded among the gray clouds, heavy rain fell, and the wind in my ears became more and more violent.

The mosaic woman in front of her took out a black umbrella from somewhere, put it on his head, and pushed him and said, "Let's go quickly, fortunately I brought an umbrella, otherwise I would be in the rain with you, the fool, to see if I could get a taxi..."

Huo Jianghuai thanked him repeatedly, but turned around and found that the mosaic woman was holding an umbrella and motionless.

He thought to himself, what is this for?

The woman said angrily: "I've been staring at you for so long, but you don't know what I mean!"

Huo Jianghuai was silent and wondered how he knew that the face of the woman in front of him was a two-dimensional photo with extremely poor pixels to him.

Thinking of this, his thoughts became a little floating. I don’t know if this illusion was simulated. Then the night comes. He will definitely not be able to do anything with such a face. Turn off the lights, it should be fine...

Then, I felt my ear twisted again, and the woman stuffed the umbrella into his hand and pulled him forward angrily.

This kind of weather taxi is not easy to deal with, so Huo Jianghuai had to place an order on his mobile phone. After waiting for a while, a black car appeared in it.

Huo Jianghuai got into the car, and his whole body was wet. He looked at his cell phone and was stunned for a while.

Speaking of which, I haven't touched this thing for several years, and I really feel like I'm a different life.

The woman beside her looked at him suspiciously and said, "What are you looking at? You can't be hooking up with a little girl."

"You're thinking too much." Huo Jianghuai said concisely.

"I promised so well, but now I've changed my mind in the blink of an eye. I was also young back then... Oh, man..."

The woman around her began to complain, and although her face was blocked by mosaics, he could feel her searchlight-like vision.

Huo Jianghuai comforted him again [Bayi Chinese website www.zw-du.me], and the woman finally stopped.

He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the bulging fabric, and was speechless.

I am obviously a bright young man with a bright future, but in a blink of an eye, I become a greasy middle-aged uncle again.

He turned on the front camera of his phone and found that his handsome face had gained a lot of weight, his deep facial features gradually became trapped in the flesh, and his clear eyes were a little turbid.

Huo Jianghuai resisted the urge to swear, and then the car suddenly braked. He was not careful and hit the chair in front of him.

"Damn, what's going on..."

The wipers in front swung wildly, scraping away the layers of rainwater. The middle-aged man sitting in the driver's position quickly apologized and said that the car in front had stopped somehow.

Huo Jianghuai heard the sound a little familiar and looked at the mirror next to the windshield.

At this moment, the driver turned his head—

Gou Dazhuang's ordinary and slightly thin faces fell into his eyes like this.
Chapter completed!