Into the bridal chamber by mistake: the genius cute concubine plays the evil king

Chapter 1047

"What, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine? True or false!"

"Impossible, this is too scary!"

"The number one character on the campus rankings is so powerful!"

While other students were making noise, Xia Muyun was stunned.

Except for Wuxie beside her, no one noticed that Xia Muyun had entered a fantasy at this moment.

Yes, illusion.

Only the mentor and some elite disciples know that this so-called soul ladder is not as simple as climbing stairs.

Everything still depends on the chance. If the chance is good, the hidden power in the ladder may be unlocked.

Wu Xie evoked a smile and closed his eyes.

In fact, when he came to this space, he already felt it, but he has been forcing himself not to enter that state, until Natsume Yun has entered this state now, he relaxes, let his mind enter this space to hide in the strength.

Natsume Yun could clearly feel that his soul was separated from his physical body.

I am now a faint figure, like water mist.

In an old building, the surroundings are dim, and I can't see clearly, but I can clearly feel a powerful force approaching me.

Suddenly, the earth shook, and a huge body appeared in front of him.

It was a guy with no clothes on his upper body, casual trousers on his lower body, and black wings on his back.

The corner of Natsume Yun's mouth twitched slightly. If he read it correctly, this guy looked a bit like a god of death, and what he held in his hand seemed to be the huge scythe used by the god of death to harvest people's lives.

"Small human, your soul has been captured by me. In a sense, you are already dead." His voice carried a huge oppressive force that deterred the soul.

Xia Muyun frowned slightly, didn't panic, didn't ask anything, just sat quietly like this.

"I said you were dead." Death repeated again.

Xia Muyun loosened his brows, smiled lightly, and asked: "Is the soul dead when it leaves the body?"

The god of death was taken aback for a moment, and in an instant, the god of death turned into a black gas and disappeared.

Soon, another person came.

"Master?" Xia Muyun looked at her suspiciously, but after a while, she shook her head and said, "No, you are not the master."

"How did you see it?"

Natsume Yun said with a faint smile, "I see the soul."

"Did you see the soul?" The visitor smiled, and in an instant, it disappeared into white smoke.

After waiting for a long time, the surrounding was quiet, and no one came again.

Natsume Yun was in a trance, as if he felt that the person who spoke just now was himself, but it seemed that he was not himself.

It seems that the god of death is spoken by my own heart, and the master is also transformed by my own heart. From the beginning to the end, I am just talking to myself.

Is this the doubt in my heart?

In the past, I thought that if a person dies and his body dies, his soul will dissipate or be reincarnated immediately, which is also a kind of death.

In the past, I felt that it was difficult to see a person's soul, and it was difficult to know what was in other people's hearts.

But now, with different incarnations here, the doubts in my heart are transformed, and I am asking myself as an outsider.

Only at this time can I face it calmly and answer the questions in my heart.

The soul is immortal, the body does not exist, and it is not death.

The skin is just the body, what matters is who is the soul in the body.

Waking up suddenly, Natsume Yun's consciousness returned to the space of two hundred grids again, he turned his head to look at Wu Xie, he looked at himself gently, with a wicked smile on his face, "It seems that you have enlightened a lot. "

Xia Muyun nodded, looked at the smile in his eyes, and asked subconsciously: "Looking at you, have you realized it?"

Wu Xie smiled and said, "I just came back here two times earlier than you."

(End of this chapter)