History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The light knife fell again and suddenly the blood splashed.

Chen Ganhua stared at the wound on his body.

There is no difference between the second knife and the second knife that has only been experienced.

Next, the third knife, the fourth knife...

A knife falls and perfectly repeats what happened before.

Chen Ganhua clearly knows where Yan Zhao’s songs fall next, how deep it will be, how long it will be, and even know that when he is taking a knife, Yan Zhaoge will spend more time on his wrist.

Every knife that follows is like a reincarnation.

When everything is over, Chen Ganhua, who is full of flesh and blood, has a slight temper.

The wound on his body disappeared again, and the fingertips of Yan Zhaoge extended the blade again, standing calmly in front of him.

So the third round begins...

It seems to be endless.

"Yan Zhao song!" Chen Ganhua suddenly sharp.

"What?" The Yanzhao song in front of it was indifferent, and at the same time it fell.

It is exactly the same as Chen Ganhua’s memory.

However, this time it was not Yan Zhaoge’s personal shot, and the light blade was suspended and acted autonomously.

The order of the exit and the position of the track are exactly the same as before.

So, it is a new reincarnation.

"Of course I didn't have the heart to accompany you all the time." Yan Zhaoge said calmly: "But you can rest assured that I am using the methods of Zhou Guangtian, Pan Jian, and Ling Guang Fei Xianshu to create the current situation."

"You should also feel it. This is not a false illusion, but a constant backtracking and resetting of time."

Yan Zhaoge looked down at Chen Ganhua and said coldly: "In this limited space, it is not difficult for me to create a short time to revert and suppress a repaired person."

"If you don't, you will be abolished after you have been abolished. It is easy to lose blood and die directly."

Chen Ganhua slammed again and screamed.

"I know that death is not terrible for you, you don't care, but believe me, there are many things in this world that are more terrible than death."

Yan Zhao song chuckled: "If you change it, your madman may still feel fresh and interesting?"

The look of Chen Ganhua’s face is not so much painful because of injury, but rather irritability and anxiety.

"Now, isn't it interesting?" Yan Zhao's smile disappeared on his face: "Now I am here to talk nonsense with you. Later, you will be playing alone here."

Chen Ganhua clenched his teeth and his body was twisted and struggling, but he couldn’t really move.

"For your skeletal bones, I thought about a lot of ways to clean you up." Yan Zhaoge said leisurely: "For example, I made a special toilet, sealed you at the bottom, and experienced the baptism of the world's wind and rain."

"But then I thought again, every time you change a different person, you will feel very fresh and interesting? Then I am packing you or taking care of you? This is not appropriate, it is not appropriate." Yan Zhaoge right hand clenched into a fist The palm of your left hand gently licked.

"However, we can only take one person, then I will take back the time as I do now, so that you can repeat the toilet for a person forever, and the speed process is the same every time."

Yan Zhao song smiled and looked at Chen Ganhua: "This method, and now experience Ling Chi, which one do you prefer?"

Although with a smile, Yan Zhao’s eyes are cold and cold, and there is no smile. The sight makes Chen Ganhua feel burning.

"There are other ways." Yan Zhao's voice is cold and cold: "Block your body so that it can't move at all, and then take off your two eyes and tongue, but the sense of touch, hearing, and smell will leave you."

"But you can rest assured that there will be no sound or smell in your place."

"In this environment, you are slowly waiting for the land to be ruined." Yan Zhaoge looked down at Chen Ganhua: "You love playing so much, then love guessing, do you want to guess how long you can stay in such an environment?" ?"

Chen Ganhua closed his eyes and did not answer, his body shivered slightly, as if forcing him to endure anything, and anxiety was already in his words.

Yan Zhao song looked at him calmly and bowed his head a little: "You see, I am still very humane. After all, I still have several different ways of playing for you, so that you have the opportunity to change the pattern. Do you want to thank me? Let's talk about basic courtesy?"

"You, you are very angry!" Chen Ganhua tossed his mouth in a difficult way, as if laughing: "You are angry because I broke your good deeds, but you can't help it?"

He struggled to look up at Yan Zhao's song: "I have always regretted that you are instinctively an interesting person, but like most people, they are affected by the unbearable things."

Chen Ganhua smirked: "You torture me now because of your helplessness and anger in other things..."

Yan Zhao song looked at him and suddenly burst into laughter.

The light blade always keeps falling.

Soon, it is another reincarnation.

Chen Ganhua panted like a beast.

But he still struggled to look up at Yan Zhaoge.

"Don't feel so good about yourself." Yan Zhao song smiled and shook his head: "If I am really angry and lose my sense of reason, I will shoot you directly."

He looked at Chen Ganhua with disdain and said: "You don't care about life and death? Then how does it matter to me? I am afraid you are not afraid of death?"

"A slap in the face of you, I am happy in my heart, who cares about you?"

Yan Zhao song spread the stall hand: "If I am worried about something else, how can I ponder over the tricks to clean you up?"

Chen Ganhua snorted and his body was a blood arrow.

It is completely known that after all the details, but it is repeated again and again, the anxiety and irritability of his heart has reached the level of madness.

And this seems to be a nightmare of infinite reincarnation, but it seems to never end.

However, new questions were raised in his heart, prompting him to ask in a difficult way: "The magic of the soil of the earth is born again and again, can you call the dead to resurrect?"

"I want to know what happened in the end? I want to know how I plan to solve this problem?" Yan Zhao song looked down and looked at Chen Ganhua.

The two sides looked at each other and Yan Zhaoge always said nothing.

And Chen Ganhua’s pain has been accumulating in the cycle, he clenched his teeth and supported it.

After a long time, Yan Zhao song suddenly showed a smile, a word.

"No, tell, v., you."

After that, he turned and left, and then stopped, disappearing without a trace.

Knowing that it is possible to take his own insults, Chen Ganhua’s problem is still blurted out.

His heart forced him to find something to distract and help him to fight his own anxiety.

Anxiety and irritability have not been alleviated, but they have accumulated and finally began to be upgraded into pain.

"Yan! Zhao! Song!" Chen Ganhua issued a painful and angry mania!

In the past, the calmness and laziness have long ceased to exist, and persistence of patience has finally been exhausted.

In the black fire cage, the roar of the beastly animal is constantly ringing.

The response given to him was that the knife was step by step and fell again.

Not too slow, not moving.

Round after round.