My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 4 Why is the girl a stutterer?

Ye Wuyou was stunned.

[Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity, such a pretty girl, how could she be a stutterer? ]

It was a rare occasion that the narration in my mind matched my own thoughts.

Her thoughts drifted for only a moment, and as if she saw Ye Wuyou's reaction, a trace of inexplicable gloom flashed across the girl's eyes, and her fingertips gently moved forward a few inches.

The cold sword edge at his neck quickly made Ye Wuyou realize his current situation.

For example, you need to answer the other person's questions.

What am I?
I'm nothing.

I am human.

According to the other party's words, it was obvious that she was also dragged into this level of prison.

Secondly, she probably has some real skills and has survived here.

Finally, there should be no other living people here except the two of us...

The other party should have seen him falling to the ground unconscious.

But from the girl's perspective, she is already dead?
What exactly happened during the time I was unconscious?
Ye Wuyou wanted to hear if there was any information from the system voice in his mind.

Unfortunately, the narration is just barking like a dog as usual.

[Ridiculous, what kind of person is this bitch! She is just a brainless mortal with big breasts. How dare she think of seeing through the mystery of the Heart Sutra of the Formless? ]

[Even if you are pointed at by the sword, you are not afraid at all. You only need to make a slight move to kill this woman on the spot and make her your cauldron...]

The crappy narration is useless. If you don't want to help directly, at least give some information.

Well, it did help a bit.

For example, when I was unconscious, it was probably the help of the "Formless Heart Sutra" that saved me from danger.

But this broken Heart Sutra has only been in his hands for one day! What secrets can it have? Even Ye Wuyou himself can't figure it out!
Ye Wuyou shouted in his heart, "Give me some information, you bastard! For example, the kind of environmental information that I can't notice?"

The voice in my head sounded again.

【身高167cm体重48kg三围92-60-88】

Ye Wuyou raised his head and glanced at the girl in front of him, but his vision was obstructed and he couldn't see her face clearly.

It is true.

……

Does the narration provide information?

Provided!
Is it useful?
If any!

Ye Wuyou gave up.

Sin!

Ye Wuyou finally tried to respond with a smile.

"Lady, I am right in front of you right now, and you are saying that I am dead. Is that reasonable?"

Is this reasonable?

This is unreasonable!
What a joke! How can a living person prove that he is not dead?

The girl gritted her teeth and spoke quietly. Her voice was still a little halting, but it was full of doubt.

"Then...then how did you survive?"

The girl's question left Ye Wuyou stunned for a moment.

Yes, so many people died, including some colleagues in the first or even second realm.

How did he survive? Was it because of the "Non-Form Heart Sutra" he had just practiced for a day?

But Ye Wuyou quickly dismissed this thought.

There was no reason, just his intuition told him to stop doubting.

For some reason, the "Heart Sutra of No Form" in my mind became clearer and felt more mysterious.

Ye Wuyou really wanted to say that whoever makes the claim should provide the evidence, but after feeling the coldness and sharpness hovering around his neck, he ultimately did not say it.

The matter of the "Heart Sutra of No Form" obviously cannot be exposed.

Ye Wuyou didn't know how valuable this Heart Sutra was compared to those top-level martial arts, but no matter what, it was already very unreasonable for a mere jailer like him to possess such a martial art.

Besides, I have no energy left in my body now, so the other party won’t believe me even if I tell him.

The silence lasted for a long time, and the expression of the girl in white became colder and colder.

"I can tell you, but you have to promise not to tell anyone else."

As he spoke, Ye Wuyou's fingers gently touched the sword edge at his neck, moved to the side little by little, and his body leaned back slightly.

Just enough to look over the mountain and see the girl’s clear eyes.

Tell the truth, just expose yourself, I am a time traveler? Do I have a cheat?

How is that possible? Would the wolf in your Werewolf character self-destruct in the first round?

When others self-destruct, they are stabbing others, but when Ye Wuyou self-destructs now, he is committing suicide.

The girl would probably mistake him for a demon that had taken over someone else's body and kill him on the spot!
The girl in front of him, although her whole appearance was as cold as ice, had a kind of... very clear stupidity in her eyes.

Ye Wuyou had seen this kind of stupidity in the eyes of students who had just left school and stepped into the devil of capital.

After getting a nod from the girl, Ye Wuyou started to rush forward, coaxing and deceiving her.

"Once upon a time..."

Fortunately, the memory is still in his mind. Ye Wuyou started by saying that his family had been good citizens for three generations. He himself inherited his father's business and worked hard every day, focusing on highlighting his good family background.

The girl looked confused, not knowing why the other party said these things.

Ye Wuyou glanced at the girl's expression. The preparations seemed to be almost complete. He paused before continuing.

"My father once had a fortuitous encounter and was blessed by a master, who gave him a secret method to avoid death... and then the secret method was passed on to me."

The memories in my mind give me a full worldview and maximize my meager imagination.

Since this is a fantasy world, is it okay for me to blow myself up as the protagonist?

Ye Wuyou carefully observed the expression of the girl in front of him. There was nothing unusual, on the contrary, her clear and stupid eyes were a little more curious.

"What is this... a secret method?"

Obviously, what Ye Wuyou said piqued her interest.

Her answer was just as Ye Wuyou expected, everything was going as planned.

"The secret method is one-time." Ye Wuyou said decisively.

The girl in white was silent for a while and then asked again.

"So you...the father who is favored by the master?"

"My father died of illness at an early age." Ye Wuyou answered decisively. Everything had already been prepared.

"Hey, hey, that..."

The girl opened her mouth, but suddenly didn't know what to say.

There was a hint of confusion and doubt on his cold face. His mind was working frantically, and he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

After holding it in for a long time, the girl could only say this silently.

"Well, please accept my condolences then."

"Will do."

Take it easy!

[Shameless, really shameless, deceiving underage girls, such a beast! ]

[Hehehe, but I’ve already tricked her to this extent, why not try harder and trick her into coming home later…]

Ye Wuyou ignored the noise in his mind and shifted his gaze to meet the clear eyes of the girl in front of him.

"Can it be moved?"

He pointed to the sword still resting across his neck.

The girl hesitated, then nodded slightly.

Feeling the coldness on his neck gradually fade away, Ye Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his sore knees, and slowly stood up.

The girl's clear and cold voice rang in her ears.

"Kneel down."

This time, there was no stuttering in the words.

Ye Wuyou's eyes reflected the girl's cold eyes and the clear sword light in her hand.

The sword shone brightly, illuminating the dim corridor.

Ye Wuyou was puzzled and had no time to react.

The next second, he felt a hand above his head, pressing him down hard.

"thump."

Kneeling on his knees, Ye Wuyou, who was already exhausted, couldn't help but hug the support in front of him tightly.

What is this doing?
When our faces touched, the so-called support in front was warm.

But behind me, I also felt a warm feeling.

Soggy.

Tick-tick, it will still flow.

Ye Wuyou subconsciously turned around and looked back.

Behind him was a body divided into two parts, the lower half stood behind Ye Wuyou, and the upper half fell to the ground.

In front of him was the cold face of the girl and the cold, blood-stained sword in her hand.

Blood covered Ye Wuyou's back and also stained the hem of the girl's skirt.

Ye Wuyou's hand was trembling slightly as he held the other person's. It was not because of fear, but because the sight of blood splattering made his blood rush to his veins and he felt inexplicably stimulated.

A white jelly-like thing crawled out from the broken body and stayed there for a while, as if looking at the two of them.

However, Ye Wuyou felt that he should be looking at the girl next to him.

The girl now gave him the feeling that she was a completely different person than before.

If the girl before exuded a coldness that kept strangers away.

The opponent now is like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath. Staying next to him makes one feel inexplicably pressured.

As for the white jelly and the remains of the body...

That mutilated body was his former "colleague". He had seen him when he first woke up.

But by that time, his "colleague" was obviously dead.

And the place where he fell seemed to be very close to the cage made of white jelly skin.

As for that white jelly, Ye Wuyou remembered that this thing was a bit like the guy in the cage he saw before.

But now it is only a tiny trace, not even one percent of the previous one.

"bass!"

The long sword in the girl's hand made a sound of breaking through the air, and it was passed out like a stream of light, instantly piercing the ground.

But it missed.

The white jelly stood there motionless, and the sword simply missed.

Then, the white jelly skin slowly flowed along the ground and moved to the other end of the aisle.

The girl's face looked a little gloomy.

"What is that?" Ye Wuyou asked with his eyes wide open.

A hint of surprise flashed across the girl's eyes, and she spoke softly.

The sound was clear and without any pause.

"Can you see?"

(End of this chapter)