Darkness

    Endless darkness envelops the body.

    It''s dark, not the night sky, but there''s no light.

    Silence, wrapped around the body, my thoughts are like paste stirred by chopsticks, and I can''t make sense.

    Can''t see, can''t hear, can''t touch, just floating.

    "What''s wrong with me?" Zhang Han tried to open his eyelids, but found it so heavy.

    Well, try moving your fingers.

    "No way."

    Open your mouth and breathe.

    "Still not."

    "Am I going to die?"

    Zhang Han tried for a long time and finally gave up.

    "Think, think carefully, what''s going on." the calming head began to think.

    Zhang Han, 25, is a fake house. After his mediocre college career, he began to stay at home, play games, read novels, and occasionally get together with friends. As for jobs, I found several jobs, and most of them resigned after not working for a long time.

    Think about it. 10 p.m., no, 11 p.m? That''s not the point. I remember when I was playing games, I finished smoking and went downstairs to buy cigarettes.

    "Yes, buy cigarettes! After that? My head hurts! How can it hurt so much?" remember quickly!

    Go down the stairs to the gate of the community, and then

    "A light, a red light, fell from the sky. Yes, it was that light that hit my head! No wonder I felt such a headache."

    But what is that red light? Think carefully, be sure to remember

    "Is that what you''re talking about? Captain lanran."

    Three men dressed in white and wearing soul chopping knives came slowly from a distance. It was the man walking in the left rear. He was tall, with light purple hair, narrowed his eyes, bent his mouth with a smile, and behind Yuzhi was a big "three" character.

    Obviously, the only one who can wear this kind of dress is the captain of the Sanfan team. The three characters have shown the identity of the other party. The captain of the Sanfan team is Marubeni.

    Without waiting for the leader of the WuFan team, LAN ran Youjie, to speak, Marubeni then said, "how can such a person with only level-1 spiritual pressure get into the eyes of Captain LAN ran? Is there anything special about him? I didn''t find it."

    "Don''t question Lord lanran''s decision, Captain shimaru."

    The people walking on the right are also dressed in white feather weaving, with a big "Nine" behind them. Purple hair, dark complexion, white goggles, orange scarf, resolute and serious face.

    The captain of jiufan team, Dong Xianyao, did not look at Zhang Han lying not far away in front, slightly turned his head sideways, and pressed his left hand on the scabbard at his waist.

    "You don''t have to be too serious, you have to."

    LAN ran Zhuo Youjie walked up to the unconscious Zhang Han, lowered his head and smiled like a spring breeze on his face. He opened his mouth and said, "such a low spiritual pressure can condense a soul cutting knife. This phenomenon has not appeared in the soul world for thousands of years."

    While talking, LAN ran Zhuo Youjie and shimaruyin''s eyes fell on the soul chopping knife tightly clenched by Zhang Han''s right hand. As for dongxianyao, he was originally blind. There was no difference between seeing and not seeing.

    "Ah Le, I always stay in the jingling court and can see the soul chopping knife all the time. I ignored it. It''s really strange that the civilians in liuhun street can spontaneously condense the soul chopping knife without learning from the college." shimaru silver touched her hair, and only two gaps remained in her narrowed eyes.

    "Is that so?!"

    Lanran murmured noncommittally, as if to ask a rhetorical question, as if to meditate. Thick black framed glasses blocked his sight and could not detect his real intention.

    "As a rare genius in a hundred years, you graduated from Zhenyang spiritual Academy in one year. Silver, can you condense a soul chopping knife when you are under first-class spiritual pressure?"

    Soul chopping sword is the sword of the God of death. Its shape and ability are based on the soul of the God of death. The God of death causes the resonance of soul chopping Dao through the long-term spiritual dialogue with shallow fight (the initial form of soul chopping Dao), so as to get its power by knowing the name of soul chopping Dao, and be born and die together with the God of death.

    "It''s incredible to think about this." shimaru silver stared at the soul chopping knife in Zhang Han''s hand, held his left hand on the handle at his waist, and his fingers unconsciously groped for the handle.

    "Is it incredible? Even if it happens right in front of you, you will feel incredible, right?" Lan ran Youjie looked down at the unconscious Zhang Han, his eyes flashed a touch of light, and his hands covered by wide sleeves clenched into fists.

    For many years, there are fewer and fewer things that can make lanran feel curious as the captain. Mysterious and unknown things can always make waves in his heart. The boy in front of him was like a picture scroll that had not been unfolded yet. He attracted LAN ran. He wanted to unfold the picture scroll and see what kind of scenery was painted on it.

    "Maybe this kid didn''t have only a little spiritual pressure at the beginning, but was pulled away by the awakened soul chopping knife." Marubeni said, "plus he was so unconscious. There were no special footprints around. It seems that my reasoning is just right, Captain lanran."

    I don''t know whether it''s intentional or unintentional. Some seemingly reasonable speculation. If it''s true, Zhang Han in a coma is just more talented than others, which is not enough to arouse lanran''s great interest.

    After all, it''s definitely not a happy thing to be watched by LAN ran Youjie, who appears to be the captain of the WuFan team but is actually the boss of the biggest villain in in the early days of death.

    "This is the only explanation that makes sense in the present situation," Lan ran said after a slight meditation. "However, it is enough to prove his genius that he can condense the soul chopping knife before he enters the Zhenyang spiritual Academy. Maybe this child will become one of us in the future."

    "Is that so?" said Marubeni. "Then, do you need to take him back to the jingling court? Speaking of it, my Sanfan team still lacks a vice captain."

    "No, the above is just our guess. He doesn''t need to do that until he shows enough qualifications to impress me. To take part of the soul, I want to study."

    LAN ran Yusuke''s tone was still relaxed and his smile was still gentle. However, what he said was like falling into an ice cave.

    Soul! Research!

    When these two words were introduced into Marubeni''s ears, the smile hanging on his face gradually stiffened, his body trembled slightly, and the pictures of the past jumped out of his mind. The beautiful girl with blond hair, like the unconscious Zhang Han, was taken away part of her soul. And all this is just for research!

    Random chrysanthemum, you are in pain! At that time. I will, I will... Kill him and get back what you lost!