At that time, the "Crazy Boy" series of movies was popular among adults, and he watched a few movies with a distant cousin of his, and since then he has been fascinated by Chen Haonan in the movie.

It seems that at that time, he was also quite annoying, just like the kid next to him.

Chen Jiang glanced at the little boy, and somehow, when he looked at the little boy, the little boy's face was blurred. He thought he had been hungry for too long, so he was dazzled, so he didn't pay much attention. The little boy continued to whisper in his ears, and he continued to bury his head in his head as if he didn't exist.

Strange to say, when he was not there, the little boy was really gone.

Chen Jiang stopped, and after a long time, he raised his hand and covered his chest, and suddenly an indescribable sadness rose in his heart.

The little boy cried the second before he disappeared, as if he had been abandoned.

Chen Jiang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, he was crying, but his eyes were extremely stiff and his expression was numb. The tears he wiped away felt so incongruous no matter how you looked at it.

As he walked, Chen Jiang suddenly muttered to himself, "What are my parents' names?"

I forgot, I really forgot. He had forgotten what his parents looked like. He was in a strange state now, and if he forgot something so important, ordinary people would definitely stop and think about it. Chen Jiang also thought about it, but the process was very short.

He didn't think it mattered, who would care if a decorative button fell off his clothes?

Kunda leaned against a strange tree, watching Chen Jiang pass in front of him, his face without sadness or joy. In Kundada's point of view, there was no little squirrel, and there was no little boy. Some of them were just Chen Jiang walking, suddenly talking to himself as if he was nervous.

"What would be the first thing he would forget, you say?" the light whispered, hovering beside Kunda.

"I don't know. ”

"I'm a little curious, what did you forget first?"

"It's you. Kunda said.

"I thought you didn't forget about me until the end. ”

"I'm sorry. ”

"It's all gone, there's no need to apologize. The light tone relaxed, "He's so pitiful." ”

Kunda looked at Chen Jiang's back with a complicated face, until Chen Jiang disappeared from his field of vision. After being silent for a while, he said gloomily: "Let's go, let's not fall too far behind, otherwise, we won't be able to catch up with him." ”

"Well, good. ”

Wang Lanxi crossed his knees on the ground, lit three sticks of incense, and silently recited the name of gluttony in his mouth. The glutton, who was far away in Siberia, was about to have a good chat with Gu Wanyi, when he suddenly noticed three wisps of green smoke floating out of the air from nowhere.

This is the code he agreed with Wang Lanxi back then, unless life and death are at stake, Wang Lanxi will never use this technique to contact him.

Gluttony glared at Gu Wanyi angrily, stretched out his hand to wrap the three wisps of green smoke in his hand, and then he closed his eyes calmly, and when he opened his eyes, he had already appeared in front of Wang Lanxi.

"What's the matter?" asked the gluttonous impatiently as soon as he appeared.

"See for yourself. Wang Lanxi also didn't have a good temper.

Gluttony walked to the balcony suspiciously, and when he looked up, his whole face changed. ...... , he pulled down his face and begged that Kunda not to restart the Shura Dao, and as a result, he still restarted the Shura Dao!

"What to do. Wang Lanxi sneered: "Don't think I don't know, that hungry ghost back then is now your general." ”

"Do you have a face?" asked the gluttonous suddenly.

Wang Lanxi was confused, "Why are you asking this?"

"It means that I can't do it, once the Shura Dao is restarted, even if it's me, I can't close it anymore. So, prepare for the aftermath of you. ”

"You*!" Wang Lanxi was furious, grabbed a pillow, and threw it at the gluttonous body as if venting. The gluttony did not hide, and grabbed the pillow with both hands.

"I tried to get Kunda out. Gluttony scratched his temples, then he lowered his hands, adjusted, and snapped his fingers. Wang Lanxi subconsciously held his breath and silenced, and waited for a long time, but nothing came out.

The gluttony looked slightly embarrassed.

"Don't tell me that your family is going to rebel, right?"

"It's not impossible. Gluttony laughed dryly.

Wang Lanxi's eyes narrowed, she didn't know what to say about him now.

"Do you know what I want to do to you now?"

"You don't want to kiss me, do you?" said the gluttonous cheekily.

"The old lady wants to kill you!"

Night falls, and the wind blows.

Chen Jiang looked around and faintly heard a few crazy and tyrannical laughs coming from the forest. He kept his head down, letting the laughter fly away from his scalp.

Gradually, the wind sent a faint smell of blood.

At first, it was imperceptible, but when Chen Jiang sniffed his nose, the originally faint smell of blood was amplified in his nasal cavity little by little, so that in the end, all Chen Jiang's attention was attracted by the smell of blood.

It was a desire that would crush his sanity in an instant.

He uncontrollably recalled the scene of devouring the flesh of the monster not long ago, and he was completely immersed in this wonderful sensory experience, and gradually, he also developed a hallucination.

It's as if he's literally biting a monster right now.

I'm so hungry!

Chen Jiang raised his hand weakly and covered his stomach. At this moment, his intestines were on fire. Chen Jiang fell to his knees with a thud, a painful look on his face. The smell of blood seemed to intensify in his senses, like a half-naked beauty, dancing in front of him, constantly provoking his appetite and taste buds.

Eat it! Eat it!

This thought occupied all his thoughts like a prairie fire, Chen Jiang covered his stomach, curled up, opened his mouth slightly, and saliva flowed wantonly from the corners of his mouth.

He's a true madman now!

Scold!

A monster jumped out of the darkness through the thick grass. It came towards Chen Jiang, and as soon as it appeared, it suddenly jumped and jumped towards Chen Jiang.

A dark shadow shrouded Chen Jiang's head, and Chen Jiang raised his head. The burning appetite burned Chen Jiang's remaining sanity, and he staggered to his feet, briefly accumulating strength, jumping high against the monster and crashing into the monster's arms.

Rumble!

The monster's back slammed to the ground, and the ground slammed into the ground, and the continuous cracks expanded wildly in all directions.

Chen Jiangqi punched the monster in the face with a hard punch.

There was a dripping mash of meat under his fist, and bean-sized blood spots splashed on Chen Jiang's face.

The monster was stunned by the punch, its mouth open, dizzy, like falling into the clouds.

Chen Jiang was furious, his hands reached out like eagle claws, reached into the monster's mouth, and then grabbed one of the monster's teeth with one hand, and suddenly exerted force.

I only heard a click, and the monster's jaw was broken in half by Chen Jiang.

When he landed, a stream of blood sprayed into Chen Jiang's face, and Chen Jiang stretched out* and rolled the blood that fell on his lips into his mouth.

He had a look of intoxication on his face, and then he lowered his head and cast a bloodthirsty look at the monster.

Stimulated by the blood, the sharpness of his five senses was raised to the limit.

The intoxicating and powerful heartbeat, Chen Jiang's gaze slowly moved down, falling on the monster's heart.

Click!

Chen Jiang slapped the monster's chest and accurately grasped the monster's heart.

The monster's eyes widened and it let out a hiss of extreme pain.

Chen Jiang immediately took out the monster's heart and gulped it into his stomach.

The creature stopped struggling, its limbs stretched out limply, and its pupils dimmed, and it lost its breath.

Chen Jiang supported his knees with his hands and stood up lazily. At the same time, a thick puff of white smoke poured out of the pores of his body.

A strong wind blew in his face, slowly blowing away the white smoke from his body.

Chen Jiang raised his head, the faint phosphorescent light shone on him, and a bloodthirsty and powerful aura spread out!

"What will Chen Jiang become in the end?" Wang Lanxi leaned on the glutton, hesitated for a while, and she asked tentatively.

The gluttony lit a cigarette but didn't smoke it, just tucked it between his fingers. He looked straight out the window, and the black cloud had enveloped the entire city. The room was unusually dark, dreary and oppressive. The smoke line climbed silently, and Wang Lanxi fanned the wisp of smoke away in disgust.

"Why don't you answer me?"

"There's not much to say. Gluttony said in a muffled voice.

"Tell me a little bit. ”