Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

The man smiled and shook his head.

"You can try, I think, you have no chance."

So Xia Chen stopped talking nonsense.

Grab the other person's hair directly.

Then he pressed hard, and at the same time he went deep into the water.

Immediately, both of them entered the underwater environment, holding their breath one after another.

Xia Chen clearly saw the man under the water looking at him and smiling at him.

Xia Chen grabbed his hair with one hand, and then made a fist with the other.

"boom!"

- Punched in the opponent's face.

The man who was called the Hanged Man and also claimed to be a doctor spit it out in one gulp. Not only that, his eye sockets were instantly bruised, and blood overflowed from his nose.

Although Xia Chen didn't have any scars on his face, he felt the pain coming to his face instantly.

The man suddenly couldn't face Xia Chen with ease.

Xia Chen's reason for doing this is very simple, he wants to shorten the time of all procedures.

So he couldn't wait for the other party to reach the limit of holding his breath, he had to let the feeling of suffocation come in advance.

So Xia Chen punched and punched, not caring about the pain on his face, just to put the opponent into a suffocating situation.

And Xia Chen's goal was quickly achieved.

Under such an attack, the man has no way to save even a breath of air.

Soon, his eyes widened and his face turned red.

The hands and feet began to struggle uncontrollably.

Because he really felt the feeling of suffocation, which is completely different from the previous ease.

And Xia Chen.

Although it is said that he does not know how long he can exist underwater, but there is one place that must be remembered.

That is, all the pain of the doctor will also be transferred to Xia Chen.

Even if Xia Chen can really survive underwater for a long time, when the man feels suffocated, Xia Chen also has this feeling.

It's completely different from the peace it used to be.

Xia Chen began to feel an instinctive suffocation.

He still held down the hair of the man who started to feel wrong, his face began to twist, but it seemed that he was still twisting the hair of the smiling man, and then he rose above the water surface, and he could see everything in front of him clearly.

But all the feeling of suffocation seems to be more and more obvious.

He didn't gain air by surfacing with his mouth open and making an effort to breathe.

Instead, it seemed that all the water had been poured down his throat.

He's still choking, he's still sick.

He has an unprecedented sense of crisis.

This sense of crisis was so obvious, Xia Chen had never experienced it before.

It was as if, in the next minute, he would die from suffocation in the next second.

But he didn't, didn't let go of his hand, didn't let the man come out of the water, even if the man started to struggle, even if he himself started to struggle.

Even if his brain is gradually blank and chaotic.

His eyes were blurred, he could feel the smell of rivers in his mouth, and he couldn't feel any trace of air.

He only has endless suffocation.

It's like an endless abyss.

There was endless darkness in front of my eyes.

death.

The breath of death finally enveloped this man.

the first time.

Xia Chen's eyes were blank, and his last obsession was not to let go.

He will never let go until the other party begs for mercy.

Never let go until the other party compromises.

But after a blank meal, a picture appeared.

ancient palace.

A man with a sword.

He was dressed in white clothes, like wearing sackcloth and filial piety.

He took the sword, then fell on his knees to the ground.

He has a solemn face, no sadness can be seen, but in his eyes, everything is self-blame, everything is helpless, everything is...Pity.

In the direction of his kneeling, a circle of candles was burning on the ground.

The candle was lit, but there was a body wrapped in a white cloth in the middle.

A person, lying there quietly.

No breathing, no ups and downs.

She just lay there with her long hair loose on the floor.

- On Zhang's still beautiful face, it was so pale and so cold.

The man put his long sword on the ground and murmured softly.

"If there is an afterlife, life for life."

……

The last time of 85 (ask for tickets at the beginning of the month~)

Birds fly across the sky.

Fly the rope of time.

The fish swim across the rivers and lakes.

Through the long river of memories.

Xia Chen could no longer tell whether what was in front of him was reality or the environment.

This kind of unconsciousness was caught off guard, which was unprecedented.

There is no way for people to make prepared actions in response to danger.

And it is this kind of danger that directly endangers life.

The feeling of suffocation makes it almost impossible to breathe, and it feels like all the drinking water has been poured into his throat even though he is floating on the water.

The vision in front of me is blurred but clear.

It seems that the brain is constantly being washed.

Scene after scene flashed before his eyes.

There is a woman.

Cool and gorgeous.

She likes to stand under the luxuriant osmanthus tree, the smell of earth and the fragrance of osmanthus surround the tip of her nose.

She doesn't like to laugh.

She just said softly.

"There is no difference between me and this tree, they are all placed in other people's backyards, growing withered and flourishing."

Xia Chen seemed to be able to see her from a distance.

It seems that the distance is getting closer and closer, and the pace is getting faster and faster.

But the distance is still so far away.

It seemed that the distance around her could never be reached by herself.

Xia Chen seemed to have never had such emotions in his heart, what could not be grasped, and what was a pity.

Something is stuck in my throat, I want to vomit, but I want to say it.

He can only watch from a distance.

Then a distant voice was heard, ethereal.

"My lord. Practicing this kind of exercise. If it is not your true love who is sacrificed, or if your true love does not die because of you, there is no meaning or price. Now she is dying for the king, my lord, your elder brother

The Art of Survival is half the battle. "

This voice is so clear.

Xia Chen opened his eyes.

But it's not the real environment I thought.

He seemed to be lying on a bed, on which he could see the beams carved with dragons and phoenixes, as well as the antique decoration.

The tip of his nose seemed to be able to smell a strange but familiar fragrance.

You can see smoke rising from an incense burner not far away.

The sound came from the top of his head.

Xia Chen tried to raise his head, and he did it easily.

But a strange scene appeared before his eyes.

An old man with a white beard seemed to be watching him.

But his face seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, no matter how I looked, I couldn't see through it, and no matter how I looked, I couldn't see what the other person's face looked like.

You can only hear the other party talking.

"Nine-turn reincarnation Dafa.

This is the way to go against the sky and sanctify the human body.

God does not grant longevity to the world, because it knows that longevity is not a good thing.

Therefore, most of those who seek longevity give up halfway, or return without success.

Your Majesty, this is the only thing the poor Taoist can teach you. If you want to grow into a long life, you don’t need to thank the poor Taoist. Your Majesty, you should think about what you have lost in order to live forever.Human greed is endless,

What will be the limit.... "

The old man's voice became more and more ethereal.

It seems to be getting farther and farther away from myself.

He wanted to speak, but couldn't at all.

There are absolutely not many situations where there is no choice but to let things go.