I'm not me?

"What are you talking nonsense?" Yang Xinmeng couldn't understand. Its shadow stood upright and pounced towards Zhou Fan, swallowing Zhou Fan's body in two mouthfuls.

A ball of white light rose from Zhou Fan's remaining body, turning into Zhou Fan's appearance and watching the scene quietly.

The monster could not see the existence of the white light.

Zhou Fan didn't find it strange, because whether it was hidden in the forest or ghosts, they were all illusory, and all this came from the memory of the Seventh Qi Ghost.

Of course, if he could not suddenly wake up, his soul would collapse due to the memory fear of the Seventh Qi Ghost.

That is, if he thinks he is dead, then he may really die.

This is the purpose of the Seventh Qi Ghost, and this is the memory before the Seventh Qi Ghost died.

As long as Zhou Fan wants, he can leave at any time, but he does not leave just now. He wants to see the end.

After the monster ate Zhou Fan, it beat him up and walked towards the burnt wood in the open space.

That weird charred wood is the core of the hidden forest.

The monster slowly advanced in a strange and twisted posture, walked to Jiao Mu, and it knelt down, and its shadow began to tremble, and it dispersed into nine, and nine black shadows gradually turned blue-black.

The blue-black shadows stood upright from the ground, and they stood stiffly and dullly.

The dense blood-colored branches of the charred trees were shaking, and something was clearly visible on the branches. There were countless blue-black shadows hanging on them. Some branches only had a shadow, while others had dozens of them.

The moment the blue-black shadow appeared, a shrill howling sound came from the branches.

Nine blue and black shadows on the ground slowly rose, and like their predecessors, they were hung on the branches.

Zhou Fan was silent. He understood that the nine blue and black shadows should be the nine dead children. If so, every blue and black shadow on the tree is condensed by a life.

The strange man who called Jiao Mu his mother left, but the memory of the Qi Gui was not over yet.

The sun rises and the sun sets, and the stars change, and Zhou Fan can't tell how many years have passed in this memory.

One day, a man in black and disheveled hair walked into the hide-and-see forest, and he stepped into the open space where Jiao Mu was located.

The burnt wood trembled, and the originally hidden blue-black shadows appeared again, with countless indescribable monsters running out of the pine forest.

Everything was like the earth shaking. In this strange tide that looked like a tsunami, even if Zhou Fan knew it was fake, he couldn't help but look fear on his face.

The man stood still with a calm expression. He gently tapped out with his right finger. Huge ribs appeared between the heaven and earth, forming a huge rib giant.

The belly of the rib giant put all the monsters in the hidden forest. The monsters' bodies suddenly collapsed, and countless plasma formed colorful open spaces.

The main trunk of the charred wood cracked, and a black vine that was only three feet tall flew out. The black vine whipped on the ribs, and the ribs broke inch by inch.

The man's face was indifferent, his ribs were constantly reorganized, and the rib giant raised the bone knife in his hand and started a fierce battle with the black vine.

This battle made Zhou Fanren's soul shake. The fight between Hei Teng and the man in black far exceeded his realm. He could not understand the means of both.

The entire hide-and-seeking forest was finally destroyed, and the red leaves on the black vine began to wither. Finally, it flew away from the scorched wood in a sick way.

Now all industries in the city are waiting to be developed, and monsters rarely come out to cause trouble. Zhou Fan hasn't killed a monster for several days, which makes his hands a little itchy.
Chapter completed!