My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 493 Dao Heart Seed Demon
The nameless swordsman's figure floated and stood in the vast lake.

In his sight, several small boats were swaying past him, with different figures on them.

But no one seemed to notice his presence.

The gray-robed swordsman's gaze fell indifferently on one of the small boats.

Zuo Qiuliang's face was ashen at this moment. One of his arms was missing, and only a few spots of red remained on his sleeve. His face was pale and bloodless.

He was breathing heavily, his face was panicked, and he still looked frightened.

"Damn it, damn it, she is only in the sixth realm, why, why..."

"Damn it, why did I change back again..."

On the small boat he was on, there was a figure at the bow.

The spirit of Luo River turned into a skinny old man at this moment, who gently paddled the boat, and the boat pushed away the waves.

The gray-robed swordsman took a look and then calmly looked away.

"A false state without a heart of Tao..."

He shook his head.

The boat disappeared from his sight and he looked at the other one.

At this moment, Lu Caiwei was standing at the bow, holding two swords. Her pretty face was full of seriousness, her skirt swayed slightly, and invisible sword intent permeated her body.

That sounds nice.

To put it another way, the little stutterer looked like he was about to chop someone.

Zuo Qiuliang made her angry.

The gray-robed swordsman's eyes fell on her, but Lu Caiwei did not notice. She kept looking around, but there was no other person.

Everyone on board is in a different area, just like a small domain, which separates each person.

On the bow, there was still the same figure. The spirit of Luo River turned into a ferryman, sailing the boat to an unknown place.

The nameless swordsman looked at Lu Caiwei for a long time.

He hesitated.

His own lifespan has reached its limit, and possessing another's body cannot prolong his life. At most he can use the remaining body to prolong his life for a few more years.

Luo River is just a blessed land that has just revived. The power contained within it is not enough for him to recover as before and step into a higher realm.

But Luo River can't do that.

Penglai is OK!

The only paradises in the world left are Luohe and Penglai.

He wants to find Penglai within the next few years.

But before that, he had to choose someone first.

Li Daitao is stiff.

And this person must take control of Luo River.

Otherwise, his own energy would not be replenished for several years, and it would be of no use even if he found Penglai.

But now when he saw Lu Caiwei, he felt hesitant.

Everything he did was just to keep himself going.

He could distinguish between good and evil, but when it came to life and death, and it was up to him alone, he was somewhat at a loss as to what to weigh.

When the death of another being could bring about his own continuation, he hesitated.

"I hope it won't be you in the end."

The gray-robed swordsman shifted his gaze slightly and looked towards the third ship.

Then, even this old swordsman who had lived for countless years and had seen a lot of romance, now showed doubt in his eyes.

"Ok?"

Luo Qinghan has already sat in the cabin at this moment.

For some reason, her breath was slightly weaker and even fluctuated.

"Huh, huh, huh... Tsk."

The woman curled up in a corner of the cabin, her arms around her knees, and her exuding breath condensed into a little frost around her.

The frost stained her eyebrows, bringing a bit of chillness, but she was trying hard to calm her mind.

But for some reason her breathing became more and more rapid, and the pupils in her beautiful eyes were slightly distorted, as if she was struggling with herself.

The spirit of Luo River who was rowing the boat didn't say a word at this moment.

I just vaguely felt the oar in my hand becoming heavier.

heavy.

heavy.

An invisible gravity permeated around Luo Qinghan, and he became gloomy, as if the space was distorted.

Luo Qinghan suddenly looked at her right hand.

The exquisite plain brocade sleeves were gently lifted up.

The woman's right arm was exposed.

It was covered with circles of tooth marks.

Although the woman's right arm was normal, it was a little uncoordinated when it fell on Luo Qinghan. It should be a man's arm.

Because it's a bit thick.

Luo Qinghan's breathing became more and more rapid. Finally, when her whole body was shaking, she raised her right arm, opened her mouth, and bit it hard.

She gritted her teeth so hard that her pearly teeth touched the flesh, leaving circles of tooth marks on it.

The pink, boneless and fragrant little tongue was licking the blood that was overflowing from the bite on the arm.

After a while, Luo Qinghan calmed down and his expression returned to calm.

The gray-robed swordsman looked at this scene with a puzzled expression and frowned slightly.

He could naturally see that the other party was struggling in some kind of predicament, which even affected his state of mind.

But what is the purpose of this move?

Is pain used to relieve mental torture?

That should be the case.

Ke Luo Qinghan also thought so at first.

But she realized that the pain in other parts of her body had no effect at all. Only her right arm, which did not belong to her, could give her a little comfort.

"Why is this happening..."

There was an expression of incomprehension in Luo Qinghan's eyes.

When everything was twisted back to normal, she naturally knew what had happened before.

Why was my original thought so twisted...

When everything was twisted, she hated Bai Lu, Luo Yue, and Lu Caiwei.

I hate Lu Caiwei the most.

She hates everyone.

I only like...

But how come I swore an oath with a Taoist heart?

Luo Qinghan had a headache.

If you swear an oath with a clear conscience, there will be a price to pay for breaking it, but it is not as heavy as a life and death oath, so you should not struggle like this.

Under normal circumstances, the worst that can happen is just a fall in status...

Luo Qinghan was prepared for a fall.

Although I feel a little sad, it is not unacceptable.

It's nothing more than falling a few levels. Since Luo Qinghan has been able to reach that level once, she will be able to return to her original level soon.

But things turned out to be somewhat beyond her expectations.

Before, she had been following Ye Wuyou. Even though Bai Lu and Ye Wuyou were talking in a low voice, she was at a high level after all, so how could she not hear it?

She wanted to leave alone.

But every time she had this thought, another voice in her heart would strongly and persistently change her pace.

An absurd idea came into her mind.

She vaguely felt that she could not leave Ye Wuyou now.

In other words, Ye Wuyou cannot be allowed to leave his sight.

Otherwise something bad will happen.

But there was only one person and one boat here, and Ye Wuyou could no longer be seen.

The thoughts in her mind gradually turned into panic, and the panic made her unable to calm down and even lose herself.

That conjecture finally became reality.

She could only raise her right arm tremblingly and gently stroke her cheek with her warm, thick palm.

This action was as if Ye Wuyou was by her side.

"This...what happened to Dao Xin?"

The gray-robed swordsman stood beside the lake, and the boat quietly drifted away from his sight.

His eyes were extremely confused at this moment.

"This woman has great talent, but is she trapped in love right now?"

"But the world has changed a lot now. There are no longer the heavy promises and punishments of the past. The vows of love are like the words of a child. It is not uncommon for people to be close one moment and separate the next. Why is it so heavy for her?"

"How can there be a demon in the heart of Tao?"

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The narrator suddenly laughed.

[Someone actually dared to swear an oath in front of you with a righteous heart, hehehehe...]

[Little furnace, don't make promises easily if you can't keep them. How come these ants in the world don't know such a simple truth...]

[Next, how should I start this pleasurable torture, hehehe...]

"You are laughing at your mother."

Ye Wuyou felt annoyed as he looked at the lake without any human figures. The narration was extremely noisy, so he simply punched himself on the head.

(End of this chapter)