Pursuing Immortality

"what!"

A scream came from a dark basement in an old castle in Switzerland.

A young man with long hair was tied to a wooden frame with both hands and feet nailed. It was a slender device like a thorn, about ten centimeters long, curved, with several spikes, and it was all over the body. Black light.

This spike seems to be able to lock the other's ability. The young man has flesh and skin, nowhere is intact, the white cheeks are covered by long hair, revealing blood-red eyes.

His flesh was smashed to the limit, his spirit was still indestructible, and a husky grin: "You filthy reptiles, don't try to get the slightest news from my mouth!"

"Is it? I want to see your great faith and willpower."

The gray robe master was in charge of the interrogation. He was rather disdainful, and smashed some powder onto the other side, and then spoke the spell.

"what!"

Accompanying the stronger screams, I saw young people suddenly bulging meat **** under their skin. There seemed to be countless little mice scurrying inside, devouring flesh and blood nerves.

The pain was unimaginable, and after just a few seconds, he twitched his head, unconscious.

"Humph!"

The mage picked up his staff a little, and the young man suddenly woke up, and his body was more sensitive. The pain instantly amplified, but he couldn't faint under the influence of magic.

"Ah ... ah ..."

He only heard a rattling sound, and he was so full of blood that he bit his teeth twice.

"Well, Amor, no matter how much you toss, he won't say."

At this moment, two figures appeared at the entrance to the basement, one was Enes, and the other was Ahmad.

Amor took a look at Ahmad, surprised, and busy: "Teacher, why are you here?"

"It's so easy for you to catch someone, and of course I want to see it."

"Teacher, we ..."

"Hey, just kidding, you've done your best."

Ahmad waved his hand and walked slowly to the young man. He was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a stubborn look, and clearly a child, but unfortunately, hey ...

He reached out his skinny right hand and touched it on top of each other. The young man felt cool and painless, raised his head and looked at it, wondering: "Ehard?"

"Do you know me?" The old man was strange.

"I've seen your portrait. You are our number one target for punishment."

"Oh, punish?"

The old man laughed and said, "We have different ideas and don't argue with you. I will only say one point. I have a way to dig out the secrets in your mind. So you better not be stubborn, lest you die, and even your soul cannot keep pure . "

After listening to the last sentence, the young man's face changed greatly, and the other party was so famous in the mysterious world of the west that he could not be targeted. As a Gnostic believer, his biggest wish is to release the pure soul from the flesh and return to the spiritual realm.

"..."

He was silent for a long time, and finally said, "I don't know much, you ask."

"Name, identity."

"Ginola, a Swiss parish, Hylics."

"How many people are there in your parish? Who are the priests? Where do they gather?"

"I don't know. We are not connected to each other. We only meet when we are on a mission. I have only seen three companions."

"Why do you collect undead?"

"I don't know ..."

When he saw the old man's complexion, he raised his right hand and said quickly: "Wait, I think about it, I think about it! Oh, I overheard one thing, we want to open a new world, wash the world, and let the soul live forever."

Ahmad frowned. Isn't this nonsense?

The former villain had no routine, and it was more face-to-face. Now the villain is a personal thief, either a revolutionary pioneer who overthrows the old system and moves to the new era, or a thought giant who is bitter and bitter and determined to save dirty people.

If you do n’t have any grand plans, you are embarrassed to be a villain!

Afterwards, Erhard asked a few more words, and saw that there was really nothing to gain, and said, "Continue to watch and heal the wound."

"Okay, teacher!" Amor responded.

Then, the two old men left the basement and reached the second floor of the castle.

Here is their stronghold, decorated in a medieval style. Enes, sitting on an exaggerated chair with a weird beauty, said: "After three months of searching, I only got such a clue. Are those guys all rats in the sewer?"

"Gnostic has been silent for hundreds of years, and some preparations are not surprising."

Ahmad likes sweets, just with black tea and a few snacks.

He looked out of the window. The sun was shining and the sky was clear. He said, "The kid from the east said a word called whim. I did the same, and always felt something was going to happen. According to the child, I guess they It should be preparing for a threatening ancient ceremony.

We are in the light, they are in the dark, we can do not much, we can draw all over ... oh right. "

He suddenly thought of something, put down the saucer, took out a handful of gold dust and spilt it in the fireplace, shout! The flames were agitated, leading Lao Gao, followed by ripples in the air, showing a water-like reflection.

Looks like in a forest, a burgundy-haired woman sitting by the creek, wearing a white veil and bare feet-but the Druid, Fiona, who had fought with Gu Yi.

As a whole, she looks like she has become one with nature, and she is obviously upgraded, which is the same as the fairyland in the East.

Enes was very upset. His ancestors were hostile to the druids and hummed and flashed. Fiona didn't bother to answer him, asking, "What do you old guy ask me to do?"

"Do you remember the Gnostic? They recently reappeared in Europe, probably ..."

"alright, alright!"

Fiona interrupted directly and said: "These have nothing to do with me, don't disturb me!"

Snapped!

The ripples broke, the image disappeared, and the others hung up.

Druids adore nature and don't really care about gossip. But this is not a gossip, when Gnostic really started, she couldn't help it.

Ahmad shrugged, picked up a small cookie and stuffed it into his mouth.

…………

"Susu, don't you sleep yet?"

"After drawing these ten pictures, I fell asleep!"

Standing at the table, An Susu returned to her roommate, turned her head, and continued to finish her homework today. She set herself a goal to draw hundreds of symbols every day, not a symbol, just a simple drawing.

She held a writing brush, stained it with ink, and seriously painted the rune. After two years of nourishing qi, she was not the ugly girl with yellow hair, her skin was delicate, her facial features were exquisite, and her small face looked particularly graceful under the light.

That is, Fenghuang Mountain and Daoyuan, if they change to other organizations, they can't produce so many rune papers for the disciples to splurge.

The atmosphere outside is very tense today, and the atmosphere on the mountain is not flat, because there is still more than a month to compare. She knew that she was young and weak, but still wanted to fight.

Compared to fists and swords, it is definitely better than that, so we put our hopes on Fuyu and Water Law.

They are all the day after tomorrow. They want to use the rune, which must be triggered by the essence of blood. It consumes energy and can only be unexpected, and they can win with one blow. As for the water law, Long Qiu brought it back from Meishan.

The Meishan method is a folk left-hand path, and it can be repaired quickly, including curing diseases, retreating evil spirits, dissipating disasters, retiring, defending itself, fighting, attacking, reclaiming, and enchanting.

These things make up for the lack of means for getting started with the disciples, and are very popular with these 601 people.

An Susu drew a picture, and suddenly the roommate came to her side and asked, "Why don't you sleep?"

"Seeing you work so hard, how can I sleep?"

The roommate yawned, and also read a handwritten boxing study. An Susu chuckled, ticked the tip of the pen, and completed a golden arrow symbol--can turn into a golden arrow, and attack long-range.

She looked and looked good, and she was quite satisfied shaking her head. But she didn't notice that there was a red shadow quietly passing outside the window.

...

When Xiao Jing came back, Gu Yan was drinking under the tree, wearing that white robe, leaning on the trunk, really like the dragon and the dragon, and the nature was natural.

"Brother-in-law, you have to have long hair. You are definitely a first-class beauty."

"Zhuang has long hair (bi), so I like it."

Gu Yan took another gourd and threw it away. Xiaojing took it, and after smelling it, she knew it was peach blossom wine, and raised her head to dry it for half a catty.

At first, a sweet and cold spit into the throat, and when the drunkness erupted, a little bit of spicy spewed out, mixed with that sweet and cool, forming a wonderful taste ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ She was all excited and closed her eyes and shook. Shaking his head, like a dog shaking his water after bathing, said: "I just went to Indus Garden to see. The disciples were very motivated, and that An Susu was also normal."

Did not wait for the other party to answer, and then said: "I haven't been moving for so long. Shamanism has abandoned the son?"

"No, they can certainly guess that we will find something strange, but we have to throw her in, indicating that this person is not important in itself, only to be tempted. I want to use An Susu to probe us, and I want to inquire about them. . "

Gu Yan said a few words and said, "That child is innocent. Don't let her be hurt."

"I know!"

Xiao Xiong took another big sip, and the pound of wine went down. Her face was reddish, and she swung left and right, and asked, "Hey, Xiao Qiu?"

"Still at Bipingfeng."

"Well, she's getting more and more irritable lately. She just ignored me, didn't she just go back to her hometown? With that sister, you forgot this sister."

"Don't talk about her. She touched the threshold of immortals. How about you? When will we be pleasantly surprised?"

"How do I know, I don't feel anyway now!"

"..."

Gu Yan looked at her for a moment and said, "If all three of us have cultivated to immortals and immortals and have a long life, only you can't be promoted, and Shou Yuan is exhausted. What should we do?"

"Cold dressing! Live for more than a hundred years without loss."

Xiao Jing's mouth was hard, looking at his brother-in-law's worried expression, after all, "Ah, it's okay, my painting style is different from yours, and the chance is still behind."

"maybe……"

Gu Yan shook his head helplessly, leaning on the trunk to continue drinking.

Xiao Jing also came over, leaning naturally on his shoulder, but without any feeling of love, the night sky was wide, and the small river was flowing.

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