"I have it on my face too?" Wang Junya Huazi felt a little painful, and his right index finger was drawn in the air.

Water vapor condenses and cools quickly, and light blue ice crystals form a mirror.

The mirror reflects Wang Jun's face, from his temple to his eyebrows, and then goes straight to the human body along the bridge of his nose. The complex rune patterns are even more than those on Chen and his face.

"I was actually caught? When?"

After touching both cheeks, Wang Jun couldn't believe it.

"Brother Jun, are you okay?" Yu Qiang retreated far away and howled.

I'm really scared, so scared!

Wang Jun's strength is obvious to all. When he started, it was not a problem to destroy everyone present by one person.

Tears were slim at the corner of Yu Qiang's eyes, and he said in his heart that he didn't want to die.

Wang Jun said calmly: "Don't be nervous, I was not affected. It is probably because I learned to kill the heart with the wisdom sword in advance, and the spiritual seal did not work."

He stopped and dared not step forward, Yu Qiang kept smiling, but he was wondering whether Wang Jun was deliberately disguised at this moment.

Bang! A tender green vine fell down and gently whipped Yu Qiang's back.

The swing said, "The feeling that my elder brother gives me has not changed."

Yu Qiang didn't speak, but his facial expression expressed everything. He still couldn't believe it. After all, this thing was a gambling life. Since he could get the nickname of Rat Qiang, his best attitude is to save his life, and naturally he cherishes his life the most.

Life should never be used to bet!

"Look at me, haven't I all returned to normal?"

At this moment, the patterns on Chen and his face disappeared almost all, and the remaining details were quickly fading away.

Thinking back to the horror just now, he helped Wang Jun excuse him:

"Since I can untie my spiritual seal, Brother Jun has probably given special protection to his heart a long time ago."

Yu Qiang nodded and reluctantly stepped forward a few steps.

Wang Jun comforted, "Don't worry."

When the words came to the ground, he activated the wisdom sword to cut the heart, and three illusory small swords gathered on each side of his lower abdomen, chest and eyebrows.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

A fierce alarm rippled in his ears, and Wang Jun groaned and his thigh hit the display cabinet next to him.

Yu Qiang is like a frightened bird, retreating for 10 steps in a row.

Chen Yu clenched his fists with both hands, and red sparks appeared faintly on his fists, as if they would ignite at any time.

Holding the repelling wick tightly, the slanted bangs could not block the focused eyes, Si Na whispered: "Captain?"

"Big brother, I'll help you." The swing did not retreat but advanced, and stepped forward several steps in a row.

While speaking, he grabbed Wang Jun's sleeve with his left hand, and his right hand palm was facing the sky, and three green illusory small swords were fusing.

"What should I do? Why can't I integrate it?" Swing looked anxious, really afraid of losing Wang Jun.

He lost his father and mother since childhood, and just parted with Chen Yangmei. The huge world is empty, and he is the only one left.

Wang Jun's appearance was a kind of filling. His spirit found support, just like the strong desire for survival of a person who fell into the water, and he would never give up.

Wiping off the blood from the corner of my mouth, Wang Jun shook his head and said, "I'm fine, it just takes some time to solve the mental seal in my body."

"How long?" asked the swing.

Wang Jun wanted to make a joke, but when he saw everyone's serious expressions, he lost interest.

His palm fell on the shoulders of the swing, and his five fingers exerted a little force. Wang Jun replied:

"You protect me for 10 minutes, and then I will be as intact as before, and you will also see the runes on my face disappearing quickly, just like Chen Yu now."

The swing nodded, slid his head slightly, and swept across Chen Yu's face from the corner of his eyes.

The connection between the eyebrows and temples is completely disconnected, and complex runes cannot be linked to each other, and they are broken into several areas.

The cheeks, forehead, chin...the runes are retreating quickly and should be able to dissipate in less than a minute.

Swing nodded, took a step back, and encouraged Wang Jun with his eyes.

"Don't be nervous, I still have no problem maintaining my original sanity, but there are some things that need to be explored."

Wang Jun said something, mainly to appease Yu Qiang and others. They were all members of Heifeng Lane, and they had experienced the traitor storm and were afraid of being stabbed in the back.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Jun closed his eyes and entrusted his own safety.

Looking at the three of them on the swing, he was a little nervous. His heart was like a child, extremely simple, so he was very sensitive to human hearts.

Yu Qiang had a little conspiracy in his heart, while Chen Yu was afraid, Si Na was a little scared, but she was generally on this side.

One child, three adults, and eight eyes looked at each other, and the air fell into a stable tranquility.

Just as the four of them agreed to wait in silence.

At this moment, Wang Jun's consciousness returned to himself and seemed to have come to an inner space. He saw three illusory small swords stacked together and turned into a sword with complete details.

The sharp blade has eight sides, with a blade about ninety centimeters long. The metal patterns on the sword grid are roughly carved with simple drawing patterns, which seem to be some kind of ferocious beast. The hilt of the sword is wrapped around the black rope belt.

The consciousness body held the sword, and everything around Wang Jun felt real.

The meteor shower hits head-on, the sunlight waves burst continuously, and you can even see supernova explosions from countless light years away in the dark starry sky.

The wisdom sword cuts the heart first, which condenses a wisdom sword, so that people can observe their own hearts and then evolve into a heart-killing style, resonating with their own emotions with the other person's body and mind.

Small changes bring huge differences, causing effects similar to butterfly effect.

Similarly, the method of killing the heart can be used for oneself.

Wang Jun's consciousness raised his sword of wisdom and pointed it at his heart.

Love!!!

The eight-sided sword tip sank into his chest, and Wang Jun's memory instantly returned to the moment of waking up through time.

The revolving lantern was almost thousands of times, but it was extremely clear, which made him re-exist on his experience over the past period.

No, no, no, no...

The consciousness lowered his head and watched Hui Jian melt into his chest. Wang Jun felt a palpitation inexplicably.

There is no sign at all, no relaxation has ever been done, nor should one be planted with a spiritual seal.

He possesses the art of slashing the heart of the sword of wisdom. When he observes the experiences since time travel, the art of styling always works, just like a hanging end sword. As long as he discovers the moment the spiritual seal is planted, he will slash out the memory fragment with one sword.

But the answer is no, there is no at all!!!

Wang Jun's pupils vibrated, and he couldn't help but diverge the association: There are many possibilities, and if you blame them, you can sort them out the following points.

First, the Immortal Council is too powerful and its means are beyond imagination. It has found an advanced version of the spiritual seal that restrains the art of slashing the heart of the sword of wisdom. The spiritual seal that Wang Jun himself was caught is this product.

Second, Wang Jun himself is too weak to achieve results.

Third, the person who was hit was not Wang Jun, but the original owner who died early and was replaced.

Wang Jun shook his head suddenly, "No, the last leader of the agent developed the art of shaking the heart of the wisdom sword, and died soon after. Even the surviving agents knew about this art, and the possibility of being leaked is not high. The guess in this direction is not very reliable."

After denying the first line, he immediately diverged his thinking in the second direction - is it weak? Compared with the whole world, it is indeed a little weak.

It can be considered as a sinkhole diamond group at most, and the starry level has not yet climbed.

A glorious king like Mr. Sun is probably unable to hold on to the trembling of a little finger.

He shook his head suddenly, and Wang Jun stopped thinking that was too far away at the right time.

The principle of the wisdom sword heart-cutting technique is to amplify the effect of the spiritual rhyme of life through the original Qi seed, and the "matter" of the body affects the spiritual rhyme of life, and then affects the more illusory energy body - spirit at the spiritual level.

Since learning this technique, Wang Jun is about to be the master of his body and mind. When his consciousness space is not eroded by the powerful outside world, he cannot find out the moment he is weak because of his weakness.

The consciousness body flashed with a colorful light, and Wang Jun smiled, "I seem to understand."

The person who was caught was not him, but the original owner, who looked back along the original owner's memory and looked at his life.

It took another period of time and Wang Jun saw a clip.

When the young man Wang Jun learned the bad news of his parents' death, he was heartbroken and sad, and stayed alone in the empty park under the night sky.

"Why, why, why..."

He questioned, dissatisfied with God's arrangements and was indignant of the injustice of fate.

A woman wearing a crying mask came to the boy. The boy Wang Jun was the most sensitive and fragile moment. He was easily moved by others and poured out his emotions.

The woman in the crying mask let out a silver bell laugh and asked, "You feel like you have lost everything, it's like the sky is falling, so it's so sad."

"Why are you laughing at?!" The young man was very angry, angry at his inhumane revelation, and even caused some teasing.

With his hands tightly clenched, he suddenly turned his head.

Reason tells him to keep in mind his parents' teachings--not to vent his anger on irrelevant people.

Sensuality guides him to perceive the special nature of women - danger, mystery, and untouchable.

The woman smiled and suddenly shed blood and tears. Then, she took off her mask and showed a face without facial features. The starry sky was reflected on her face. It was originally the position of the eyes that looked like two black holes.
To be continued...