Chaos Guiyuan Sword

Chapter 1133 Sword Slave
This vague and chaotic feeling was like a tide, surging up one after another, constantly impacting Fang Chen's mind.

He felt very uncomfortable, but there was a voice in his heart that kept whispering that he was fine, this is what he had always wanted...

Faintly felt that something was wrong, Fang Chen wanted to do something, but felt he couldn't, and couldn't tell what he couldn't do, it seemed that everything changed in an instant, like in the deep fog, But it's like a fog that can't be seen at all.

This chaotic feeling is getting deeper and deeper, but Fang Chen still feels that something is wrong, as if something is trying to break free in the depths of a certain place.

But as the strength of the struggle became weaker and weaker, the slight inadequacy in Fang Chen's heart also gradually faded away. Then, he shook his head vigorously, but saw the palm of the old man stretching out.

Slightly startled, some blurred images appeared in Fang Chen's mind. He was not sure what he saw, but when he looked up and suddenly saw the old man's eyes, the murmur in his heart resounded again.

Fang Chen saw himself raising his hand and passing the Guiyuan Sword over. He could clearly see his movements, but he didn't know what he was doing.

Faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. Fang Chen's movements were not fast, but the distance between the two was not far away. He clearly saw that he handed the Guiyuan Sword to the old man's chest. before.

At this moment, there seemed to be a trace of satisfaction on the old man's face.

Why is he satisfied?
Fang Chen was a little puzzled, but before he could turn his consciousness to think with difficulty, the murmur in his heart immediately surged with joy, constantly hitting his unconscious defenses.

It seems that because he handed over the sword in his hand, the old man was satisfied, so he...should be happy?
But why should he be happy?And why did you pass this sword over? What is this sword?
Suddenly, Fang Chen felt that this sword should have something to do with him, but he couldn't remember it at all. Seeing that the old man's hand was about to touch the Guiyuan sword, Fang Chen suddenly felt suspicious. Wei Wei retracted her hand a little.

Although Fang Chen only slightly withdrew his hand, it was not even very obvious, but the old man who had already stretched out his hand was keenly aware of it, and then he paused, and the expression in his eyes became sharp.

"Sword slave, it is your honor to be loyal to the master, and you should feel happy about it."

The old man's deep and powerful voice sounded, reaching the depths of Fang Chen's heart. He frowned slightly, raised his eyes to look at the old man, and said with some difficulty: "Sword slave?"

"That's right, you are my most loyal sword slave. Come, give the sword to the master, and you will gain the eternal love of the master."

The old man's voice was still deep, but actually it didn't sound very pleasant, but for some reason, it seemed to Fang Chen's ears that it had some kind of magical power, which made it hard for him to resist.

The resistance, which was already difficult to gather, has reached the brink of collapse under the increasingly powerful murmur in his heart. Fang Chen stared blankly at the old man, trying to mobilize his thoughts, but saw that he was holding the Guiyuan sword stiffly again. Handed over.

At this point, a smile appeared on the old man's face again, and then his eyes fell on the Guiyuan sword, and he stretched out his hand again.

Seeing that the old man's hand was about to touch the Guiyuan sword, Fang Chen could only watch in a daze, but at this time he no longer had the strange feeling before. It seemed that neither the Guiyuan sword nor the old man had anything to do with him. What is the general relationship.

"Hey……"

But at this moment, a soft sigh suddenly sounded, it seemed to come from the distant sky, and it seemed to sound from the depths of the soul, Fang Chen didn't know where the sudden sigh came from, but he was sure, It was definitely not from the old man in front of him.

Because from just now until now, he has been watching this old man!
With doubts in his heart, Fang Chen just wanted to think about the reason, but he felt extremely heavy in consciousness, and the doubts that should have been strong also faded away.

The old man's hand was still moving towards the Guiyuan sword, and Fang Chen, who was drowned by the murmur deep in his heart, even handed it to the old man with great difficulty. The movement was very difficult, but it seemed that he was powerless to change.

"Hey……"

In an instant, the exact same sigh sounded out again, but this time, before Fang Chen could be confused, he felt a sharp pain in his mind.

In just an instant, the pain seemed to tear his mind apart. Under the impact of intense pain, Fang Chen instinctively withdrew his hands to hug his head.

But because the pain came too suddenly, and Fang Chen used too much force, he forgot that he still had the Guiyuan Sword in his hand, so he was caught off guard for a while, or he had long since lost the awareness of this aspect.

The Guiyuan sword hit his head suddenly, and the cold touch came along with the pain, and Fang Chen's dazed eyes suddenly became clear for a moment!
"Sword slave, the master's will is..."

Not noticing the clarity in Fang Chen's eyes with his head down, the old man who thought it was something wrong frowned, and then said the strange words slowly in a low tone as before. Come.

But this time it was different from before. Before he finished speaking, Fang Chen, who suddenly hugged his head and bumped into the Guiyuan sword with a muffled sound, let out a sharp scream, and then raised his head and met the old man who was full of blood. It was a strange and evil look.

"Jian, the slave of Mahler Gobi, is your uncle!"

"Yan!"

The sharp sword cry suddenly burst out, causing an invisible ripple in the air, as if piercing something in the dark, the clarity in Fang Chen's eyes deepened again, and the original confusion was suddenly forced back.

There was no time to think about why he suddenly became sober, and even less time to think about where the sigh came from. The moment he realized something was wrong and immediately activated his sword intent, Fang Chen used his sword intent to protect himself with all his strength. mind!
"Dog, what did you do to me?!"

Even though he didn't think about it, Fang Chen could clearly see what happened just now like an outsider. Even if he didn't think about it deliberately, all the images of this sobriety came to mind.

Fang Chen shouted angrily, the clothes all over his body were windless, and the long hair on his shoulders fluttered with the wind. When he didn't see any movement, the branches and fallen leaves on the ground around him flew up, piercing out like sharp swords, instantly The old man was submerged in it.

The fury on his face was about to come out, but the old man endured it again and again, but he was finally stopped by the reluctance in his heart, and before the falling branches and leaves from the sky smashed him into a hornet's nest, the old man waved his hand.

(End of this chapter)