When I came to the middle of the hall, I found that there were small rooms and this wooden door around the wall. I don’t know what it was for.

Qin Wuyou's mind sounded like an ethereal voice that could not distinguish between men and women from the system. "Welcome to the Trial Tower, please choose your name, once you choose it, it cannot be changed."

"Qin Wuyou" thought about it and decided to use his own name and not make any fancy things.

"If you want to enter successfully, please enter the challenge place."

Soon Qin Wuyou understood what the small rooms around were used for. It turned out that only after entering those rooms could they connect to the trial tower and challenge them. The closed rooms also avoided the challengers being disturbed by outsiders in the middle.

Qin Wuyou casually found a room and walked in. Then a light curtain appeared in front of Qin Wuyou, and two icons appeared on the light curtain. Looking at the icon, a message came into his mind, and then Qin Wuyou understood the meaning of the icon, one was a sword representing the combat mode, and the other was a confused figure, representing the challenge mode.

Since it is the tenth floor of the task challenge mode, then choose this one. I stretched out my finger and pointed it at the icon of the figure. The scene in front of me changed. Qin Wuyou came to a room that was exactly the same as before, but there was no other light curtain that was not used, and the other ones were exactly the same. Qin Wuyou in the outside room had closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the space began to roam like a calm water surface. A dark crack appeared, and an ant that had been magnified thousands of times slowly walked out of the crack. The monster was as big as a calf. Qin Wuyou stood with his waist high. Qin Wuyou felt that his body was bound and could not leave the place, preventing the challenger from attacking while his opponent did not come out.

Some information introduction appeared on the monster. "The powerful demon ant: the genius of the demon ant tribe, the middle stage of the sea of ​​suffering"

Looking at the monster in front of him, the momentum coming from it made Qin Wuyou feel a little solemn. He feels full of oppression and instinctively feels a sense of danger.

"The same realm as me, but it gives me such a dangerous feeling. This genius should not be simple. It seems that I underestimated the definition of genius. I don't know how strong it is when fighting, so I have to be cautious." Qin Wuyou's whole body was tense, and he was ready to take action at any time.

After all the powerful demon ants came out of the cracks, the sense of restraint on Qin Wuyou's body finally disappeared, and the powerful demon ants also saw Qin Wuyou. He opened his big pliers and provoked Qin Wuyou. Qin Wuyou decided to take action first. The huge blood energy on his body surged, and the spiritual power surged into the spirit sword and slashed forward.

"Caozi..."

Before Qin Wuyou could slash out, a black light flashed, and the powerful demon ant that had previously arrived in front of him. Before he could react, he felt as if he was hit by a fast train head-on, and he flew backward at an extremely fast speed and hit the wall hundreds of meters away.

"Ahem. How come it can be so fast that it doesn't have time to react? Is this the power that should have in the middle of the sea of ​​bitterness?"

Qin Wuyou slid down from the wall, and an unbearable severe pain came. The bones all over his body were broken into small pieces, and his breathing became as difficult as drowning. He felt a stinking smell of water choking in his lungs. With the cough, blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and the pain kept stimulating his brain. It became a luxury to faint.

When I was lying on my side, I saw the powerful demon ant lowering my head, picking up something from the ground, and chewing it slowly bit by bit. Qin Wuyou was a little surprised. There should be nothing to eat here. Why is it looking at the things it is chewing so much like a person's legs?

"What is it eating? Legs? My legs?"

He lowered his head and looked at his legs with all his strength, and then he found that Qin Wuyou's lower body disappeared from his abdomen. His intestines were hung on the ground, and a pool of blood was flowing from his lower body.

After looking at his lower body and looking at the powerful demon ant eating not far away, Qin Wuyou smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Ha, are you treated as food? This feels really annoying."

He did not die immediately after suffering such severe injuries, which shows how tenacious the vitality of the Chaos Body's constitution is. But at this time, such a tenacious life seemed very sad. If he could choose Qin Wuyou, he would rather die directly than lie here and slowly experience his loss of life.

After more than twenty minutes, Qin Wuyou felt that his body was getting colder, his vision became blurry, his breathing became very painful, and his suffocation made people desperate. The power was gradually being lost, and his whole body became darker and darker. He could not feel the temperature outside at all.

Qin Wuyou also felt more and more afraid, and the feeling of fear spread throughout his body. It overshadowed the pain, fear of death, and desire to live, but at this time it was an impossible luxury.

At this time, the powerful demon ant also came over, but Qin Wuyou could no longer see the situation outside. His eyes were dark, but he still retained a little bit of consciousness, and could vaguely feel the powerful demon ant walking towards him.

With a "click!" Qin Wuyou's head was also crushed by the powerful demon ant. At this time, he could no longer feel any pain. With Qin Wuyou's complete death, the powerful demon ant turned into a light spot and dissipated in the air.

When Qin Wuyou felt the light again, his consciousness had returned to his body sitting cross-legged in the room. Qin Wuyou quickly reached out to touch his abdomen. After finding that it was intact, he suddenly remembered something, and then he became silent, with no vitality in his sight, dead and motionless.

Time passed slowly, one minute, ten minutes, one hour, two hours... The outside world has entered late at night. Qin Wuyou, who had been sitting cross-legged for a long time, moved and slowly stood up.

When he returned home, he found that Lingxi had returned to his room to rest and did not want to wake her up. He returned to his room lightly, and Qin Wuyou lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze, without any sleepiness at all.

I took out my phone and planned to listen to the songs I liked for a while, but found that there was no song in the world in this world, let alone the ancient style songs I liked. There was no song in this world with this style.

"Oh, is the system here?"

"Host, I'm here."

"Can you bring songs from my world into my phone?"

"Yes, the system can transform the host's mobile phone and save all film and television works in. Fifty mission points"

"Call it up" Qin Wuyou nodded and silently waited for the system to finish it.

Soon the system transformed the phone. The appearance did not change, but the capacity was thousands of times. As long as Qin Wuyou could think of it, there were also many TV series and movies. However, Qin Wuyou was no longer in the mood to watch it.

Put on the headphones and remember the familiar melody in your ears.

It seemed that I felt something was wrong with Qin Wuyou. The system asked: "Host, what's wrong with you? I can feel that you are very confused now. Have you been hit?"

I didn't expect the system to talk to me on my own initiative. I was a little surprised and thought that if I didn't look for it, he would never speak out. "Strike? It is impossible to say that I am not hit. If I was killed by a person with only half of my strength, anyone would be hit, but I am not confused about this."

"What's that because of that?"

He sighed and said, "Death."

"Is the host scared?"

"Although I don't want to admit it, but yes. I'm a little scared."

Qin Wuyou moved his body upwards, put the pillow behind him and leaned against the head of the bed, and continued, "System, can you experience that feeling? The fear of slowly feeling the loss of life and watching death come and helplessly be watched, is really terrible."

"I am not afraid of death. If I have to die now, to be honest, I am not afraid of now. I just feel a little regretful and can't bear to let Lingxi down. I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of experiencing that process. It is the most original fear of life's treatment of death. It cannot be controlled and will be defeated in a powerful heart."

The system was silent for a while. "Host, you need a target."

"Target?" Qin Wuyou didn't understand the system's meaning. He was talking about death, but why did he suddenly move to this goal?

"Yes, it is the goal, or it can be said that you need a direction, a goal that is not afraid of life and death, and everything in order to achieve it. This is what you do not have at present, that is, you do not have the heart of a strong person. Any strong person has a goal to strive for for the rest of his life, either to become an emperor, to become an immortal, to protect the creatures in the world, to revenge, etc. Work hard to become stronger in order to achieve the goal, this is the heart of a strong person, because to achieve the goal, you need strong strength, otherwise everything will be empty talk."

After the system said that, the view of Qin Wuyou's room changed and he came to a dilapidated yard. He saw that he suddenly came to a new place, and the scene was very familiar.

"Hmm? Is this an orphanage?"

Qin Wuyou walked up in the yard, and an old man walked out of the room with a crutch. This was the dean grandmother who Qin Wuyou was very familiar with. However, the dean grandmother was older than when he left, and his back was hunched and his steps were dim. Only by leaning on the crutch could he move smoothly.

Am I back? When Qin Wuyou saw such a dean, he felt his nose sour. He quickly ran over and wanted to support the dean, but his hand was just passing through it, and the dean seemed to have not seen him.

Slowly walked to the stone bench under a big banyan tree in the yard and sat down. Qin Wuyou remembered it here and was so impressed by it. When he was a child, the dean grandmother sat with him every day and hugged him and told him stories. When he grew up, he changed and sat here and chatted together at night. It can be said that this place carries most of his memories in life.
Chapter completed!