Chapter 1076 The Immortal Pain

When Yao Tianjun heard the name of the chosen man, he subconsciously thought that the other party was talking about him.

But then, he noticed that the bartender's eyes were always staring at Cao Liang, and then he realized that the other party's choice should be different from the one he knew.

Sure enough, when Cao Liang asked what happened, the bartender told the two of them a story with a calm expression.

It turns out that since the birth of living beings, there has been a god named death in this world.

The meaning of death is very simple, that is, to balance the natural energy of this world. When the number of a certain race is too large and the original balance is broken, it will immediately extract some creatures of that race and perform indiscriminate large and unexpected delivery.

That is, various large-scale accidents and deaths.

Until more than a hundred years ago, a human being miraculously survived after an unexpected delivery.

And the reliance on his survival is to predict the future in advance and make changes.

Such people are called God's chosen ones.

No one knows why the chosen ones appear, but their appearance undoubtedly disrupts the balance plan of death. Therefore, whenever the chosen ones appear, death will focus on giving the other party the most care.

In the past century, thirteen chosen people have appeared one after another. The one who has lasted the longest is only surviving for twenty years, but is eventually taken away by death.

"So what is the meaning of your existence?"

Just as Cao Liang was still pondering about the sad fate of the chosen one, Yao Tianjun suddenly looked at the bartender with a playful look on his face.

If the struggle between death and the chosen one has lasted for a hundred years, then the identity of this bartender is worthy of fun.

Which side is he on?

Facing Yao Tianjun's inquiry, the bartender seemed to have noticed that there was actually someone in front of him.

After a deep look at Yao Tianjun, the bartender's hand that had been busy wiping the wine glass finally stopped.

"I'll introduce myself. My name is Zhao Xuanyi, who is the first generation of the chosen one."

"The first generation! Didn't you say that the first generation appeared a hundred years ago?

How old are you...?"

Cao Liang finally came to his senses at this moment. He looked at the bartender in front of him who was not much older than him in appearance, his eyes full of suspicion.

Zhao Xuanyi pondered for a moment before he slowly spoke, "I made a deal with death back then. Death let me go, but the way he let me go made me suffer."

While speaking, Zhao Xuan showed a difficult look on his face and told about his experiences over the years.

Although death let him go, it turned him into an immortal body.

For a hundred years, he has watched his relatives and friends grow old and die, but he seems to have been permanently frozen and never changes.

In order not to attract the attention of others, he has been hiding from all over the years. He has had enough of this desperate way of immortality, and he wants to face death again.

"So, you came to Cao Liang specifically because you wanted to use Cao Liang's hands to kill you?"

Yao Tianjun suddenly realized, and his eyes looked at Zhao Xuanyi full of sympathy.

"To be precise, I want Mr. Cao to transfer his fate to me. From the moment I made a deal with death, I no longer existed and died. No matter how I want to die, death would not pay attention to me. But if the fate of God appears on my body again, death would not mind taking me away."

Zhao Xuanyi's plan is very special and well prepared.

According to him, it is actually very simple to transfer your fate.

Just let his blood and Cao Liang blend together, and his fate will be transferred.

Cao Liang wanted to agree without any hesitation when he heard this.

But he was stopped by Yao Tianjun.

"Although transferring your fate will make you reappear in the eyes of death, Cao Liang who was transferred should also die."

As soon as this said, Cao Liang was shocked, and then he suddenly understood everything.

The so-called chosen people are actually damn people chosen by death.

With the halo of choice, Cao Liang can also avoid death for a period of time through foresight, but once he handed over this power and lost the ability to predict, then according to the rules of death, wouldn’t he be sure to die?

Zhao Xuan fell silent for a moment.

He didn't expect Yao Tianjun to see through his plan so quickly.

Indeed, Zhao Xuanyi really didn't want to live anymore. At the same time, he knew that most of the chosen people could not escape death, so he thought that he would die sooner or later, and it would not be a big deal to bring him to death with him.

But I didn't expect Cao Liang didn't want to die at all.

Even though he had learned the pain of immortality from Zhao Xuanyi, he still hoped that he could be immortality.

After all, human nature is like this. I have never experienced it myself and I will never know what despair is.

Seeing Cao Liang slowly retreating and looking like he refused, Zhao Xuanyi finally stopped disguising himself.

He raised his hand suddenly, and a powerful force of thought grabbed Cao Liang's body from the air, and was about to bring the person back to his hands.

But at this moment, Yao Tianjun suddenly made a move from the side. When he raised his fingers, a sharp sword energy hovered in the middle of Zhao Xuanyi's eyebrows.

"Let go, otherwise I don't mind letting you experience the pain of thousands of arrows piercing your heart."

Zhao Xuanyi will indeed not die, but he can still feel the pain.

Faced with Yao Tianjun's threat, he just hesitated for a moment, and finally stopped.

"Why?

Why didn't you die?

Why do you want to help him?"

Yao Tianjun did not answer Zhao Xuanyi's question, but instead made a request with a smile.

“Do you know how to see death?

I want to make a deal with it, too.”

Zhao Xuanyi was slightly stunned, then looked at Yao Tianjun deeply.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

A few minutes later, Yao Tianjun followed Zhao Xuanyi to a small house behind the bar.

When he saw the statue enshrined in the middle of the house, he was immediately in a state of discomfort.

Green robe, cuckold and green armor, red face, long beard, crescent moon sword.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xuanyi still believed in Guan Gong.

What Yao Tianjun didn't expect was that there was a sign behind Guan Gong's statue.

die.

Yao Tianjun is in chaos. Could it be that the God of Death mentioned by Zhao Xuanyi is Guan Gong?

Zhao Xuanyi took out three incense sticks and handed them to Yao Tianjun.

"Detecting incense and bowing three times, death will hear your call, but that guy seems to be very busy and he rarely responds."

Zhao Xuanyi quietly retreated aside.

"Didn't you say death has ignored you?"

"He really ignored me, but there are still people like you who want to talk to death."

Zhao Xuanyi's lips curled up with a sneer.

Yao Tianjun also probably guessed what the outcome of those who talked to death would end, but he respectfully incense the statue of Guan Gong.

But he did not bow down and bow, but stood there in a humble and arrogant manner, speaking loudly.

"I count three numbers. If you don't see me, I will smash your statue and do what you say."
Chapter completed!