The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Chapter 443 The third level: Dreams come true

The moment Han Shiyan's feet landed on the ground, Gu Shiwei felt his heart beating into his throat.

Everyone present held their breath. Even the little evil doctor who had been laughing at Han Shiyan stopped smiling and his eyes widened.

Fortunately, everything was safe.

Next is the second piece, the third piece...

This time he didn't walk as leisurely as he did in the peach blossom forest, with the wind blowing under his feet. From time to time, he would stop and squat on the ground to examine it carefully, but when he got up, he would firmly choose the next stone slab to step on.

In this way, until Han Shiyan had passed the stone bridge, the sound of breathing began to sound again.

Gu Shiwei breathed a long sigh of relief. She felt that the clothes on her back were already soaked without reaching out to touch.

Han Shiyan crossed the bridge, turned back and smiled gently at Gu Shinwei, and waved.

Perhaps it was because he had expended too much energy and effort in forcibly learning the secret technique before. He looked a little exhausted, his face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Boy, did you really learn the skill in that moment?"

"Can you really master Qianji Chen's mechanism skills just by looking at them? Do you know that the mechanism on this stone bridge is my proud work after five years of painstaking study. This is impossible! You Just good luck..."

Although Qianji Chen is not well-known in the military, he is definitely not an ordinary person that no one knows.

That was a great family of machine arts. Who in the world wouldn't want to own their crossbow machine? Even the institutions in the late emperor's underground palace were said to be in the hands of the Chen family.

Not everyone can learn such a powerful skill in a lifetime.

But Han Shiyan just flipped it over and over, and he knew how to do it.

Although he spoke harshly, the old evil doctor knew in his heart that Han Shiyan definitely knew how to do it. Otherwise, he could rely on luck once and twice. How could he rely on luck to choose the stone slab without a trap so many times?

"I really don't know whether I should say that you are so lucky to have chosen the impossible, or should I say that you can learn the impossible so quickly!"

The old evil doctor's lips were a little dry, "How can he be so powerful if his brain is broken..."

"You are so powerful. Could it be that you lied to me before you lied to others? You just like me. Is this right? So it was me who Wuwanshou liked back then?"

As the old evil doctor spoke, he couldn't help but murmur to himself a little eccentrically.

Han Shiyan shook his head, "I didn't learn everything. I only learned how to cross the bridge."

"You don't have to worry about anything else. I don't need you to call me daddy. If you are not a child born from the marriage, you can't call me daddy."

The old evil doctor was reminded of the previous incident about "calling daddy" and suddenly became angry.

He cleared his throat and snorted coldly, "Don't be too frivolous. These three levels are just two, and there is still the last level! The first two levels are just the trial work of a doctor like me, but This third level is about to get real.”

As he spoke, he took out a stick of green incense from his arms. The incense looked like a green-headed fly with a colorful light.

Just by looking at it, I knew that this thing was definitely not a good thing.

"The name of this incense is called Huanmeng, and it is my new medicine. If you can endure the time of one stick of incense, then you have won."

"I keep my word. Not only did I treat Gu Shiwei, but because I didn't call you... cough cough cough... from now on, you will be my guest in the evil doctor valley."

"But if you haven't endured it..."

The old evil doctor's eyes became darker, and he looked at Han Shiyan with a bit of regret, "If you don't wake up in time, you will fall into a dream and become a fool. You are so smart, it is too difficult to become a fool. It’s a pity, I advise you to give up.”

"If you give up now, I can owe you a diagnosis and treatment, but it will be a diagnosis and treatment for people other than Izumo Sword Village." Han Shiyan shook his head, "Actually, that immortal order can be given to people other than Izumo Sword Village. Outsiders diagnose and treat it, right?”

The old evil doctor was convinced. He looked left and right, "The Immortal Order belongs to me, so of course it's up to me what I say!"

Han Shiyan did not continue to argue with the old evil doctor about this issue. He glanced at Gu Shinwei and gave her a reassuring smile.

Then he followed the old evil doctor to the pavilion not far away and sat down cross-legged on the futon in the middle.

The third level was not a competition, and Han Shiyan's heart suddenly calmed down.

With Gu Shiwei in this world, he didn't believe there were any dreams that would keep him from waking up.

The old evil doctor handed the green incense in his hand to a child with red lips and white teeth. The child took it respectfully and put it in the incense burner, then lit it instantly.

Han Shiyan only felt that a strong smell of blood rushed straight into his nose.

There was a commotion in my ears, and there was a lot of people's voices.

He stretched out his hand, and the cold rain fell down into his palm, as if it was about to condense into ice.

Han Shiyan raised his head and looked forward in confusion. There were lanterns all around the mountains and plains, like endless will-o'-the-wisps on tombs.

The rich smell of blood mixed with the muddy smell of rain was nauseating.

Where is this place?
Han Shiyan struggled to stand up, but only felt a splitting headache. He put his hands on the ground, shook his head and tried to stand up.

But this touch made him wake up instantly, and the sounds around him suddenly seemed to be heard clearly.

"Gu Shenwei! Why don't you surrender? Your father ordered Li Chang to assassinate the emperor, committing a heinous crime that will punish all nine generations of the family! This is simply a misfortune for our Gu family, a misfortune for our family!"

Han Shiyan slowly turned his head and looked at the place where his hand touched, only to see a bloody corpse lying next to him.

The cold and slippery feeling on his hands before was that person's blood.

"Gu Shiwei! Do you think that no matter how powerful you are, you can defeat one against a hundred!"

The voice became clearer and clearer, and Han Shiyan suddenly jumped up from the ground.

This is a mass grave!

Today is the day of mass grave siege, the day of Gu Shiwei being pierced by thousands of swords! You still have time! It's not too late yet!
God knows how much he wants to go back to this day. He wants to stand in front of her on this day... face the sufferings with her...

Now his dream has come true.

"Gu Shiwei!" There was another loud shout not far away, followed by the sound of weapons being exchanged.

Han Shiyan ran forward, the rain soaking his clothes, and almost every foot stepped on a corpse on the mass grave.

He stepped on it, as if he had stepped on blood. He suddenly slid forward and rolled several times on the ground. When he stopped, what he could see was a skeleton almost touching his face. head.

Han Shiyan was shocked!
He struggled to get up from the ground, and there was a pain in his knee. He thought it was accidentally injured when he fell.

It's just that he couldn't care less about this at the moment. He hurriedly struggled to stand up from the ground and stumbled towards the sound!
"Stop! Stop! I am Yushitai Han Shiyan, please stop!"

"Gu Shiwei! Don't be afraid! I'm coming!"

Han Shiyan shouted, the rain and night seemed to have swallowed up his voice, and the fighting did not stop at all...