After remembering some things, He Zichen finally believed that it turned out that his relationship with Sheng Ling was really bad. It's not about hating each other, it's just that the temperaments of the two are incompatible, like a layer apart, and they can't get close.

Most of his memories of his youth were blurry, he only remembered some sporadic pictures, but he couldn't remember all the things, and whenever he wanted to remember, there was always an abrupt blank space, which sharply pricked his nerves and prevented him from continuing to think deeply.

In these vague memories, he remembers the incident of the two encountering the suffering of nine babies together, and it seems that the relationship between the two has eased since this incident.

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At that time, there was a group of demon beasts in the Sunshade Forest, and it was not enough to sit on the beasts in the forest for lunch, and they also frequently went out of the forest to attack the passing merchants, for those with mana, these demon beasts were not terrible, but there were many of them, so they were very difficult.

As a result, the young disciples of the Star Picking Tower took advantage of this to be sent out to clean up the demon beasts as an experience, and Sheng Ling, who was the Holy Son, was naturally among them.

He Zichen has loved to run around since he was a child, and this time he naturally has to join in the fun, because he has been learning from the previous national teacher, he is almost half a disciple of the veritable Star Picking Tower, and everyone is not surprised by his dead face and lively behavior.

There were few opportunities for such a collective dispatch before, everyone was very happy, talking and laughing along the way, the atmosphere was very relaxed, it was obviously a strict experience, but they were playing like a tour.

He Zichen has been the king of children since he was a child, and several teenagers in Xinglou have befriended him, and several of them are born against the bones, completely disobedient to the arrangement, and sneer at the way everyone works together, and they all want to be that unique hero, so they took the lead in killing demon beasts despite dissuasion.

It was when he was young and frivolous, and the young man had such a blood in his bones, and he was aroused in the wanton killing, and he was getting farther and farther away from the team.

Several people were full of tacit understanding, and no one said anything, but they all grasped the meaning of the following in the atmosphere that gradually became silent and tense, and they tacitly began the game, and every time they killed a demon beast, they removed its minions as trophies.

In order to hunt more demon beasts, several people dispersed, gradually getting farther and farther away.

He Zichen chased an electric civet and ran for a long time, this thing is not lethal, but it is extremely fast, like lightning, and it disappeared without a trace as soon as it was captured, and it is the most difficult type of monster to hunt among the many demon beasts in the forest.

If the other teenagers probably just gave up the electric raccoon and went directly to the other demon beasts, after all, they were in a competition, and everyone wanted to be the final winner, anyway, the others wouldn't let them go, so why should they waste this energy?

But He Zichen is not biased, he has always been a fool of himself, but the arrows he shot were dodged by two electric raccoon dogs in a row, which is really a great shame for him, even if no one sees him, he can't tolerate it.

He was so angry that he forgot about the game for a while, so he simply played with the electric civet.

He Zichen usually seems to be always giggling and loose, but once he is stubborn, he will not give up until he reaches his goal, and he does not hesitate to spend a lot of energy to do something that seems stupid to others.

He ran after the electric civet for at least ten miles. The branches and leaves in the forest are intertwined, and the sword is in the way, and he has been comparing his two legs with the most fast electric raccoon all the way, which is really a bit naïve, even if he thinks about it later, he feels stupid.

But the fifteen-year-old didn't think so, he had to clean up the electric civet, otherwise he wouldn't be reconciled.

At some point, a mist filled the forest, and the electric civet scurried into the mist, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He Zichen chased after him, through the dark white mist, and came to the lake, which was very large, and he had never heard of such a large lake in the Sunshade Forest before. He looked around, but when he didn't see the tanuki, he turned to leave.

At this moment, a baby's cry came through the mist.

The cry was faint, as if it came from an illusory dream, and He Zichen took a few steps towards that side, and the cry gradually became clear.

Could it be that the child of the Orion family accidentally lost it?

Although this cry was too weird, He Zichen was a little vigilant in his heart, but he couldn't ignore it. He listened intently, slowly approaching the source of the sound, and when he reached the edge of a large rock, the baby's cry was close to his ears.

He Zichen became more and more careful step by step, but he accidentally stepped on something under his feet, he staggered, and looked down-

It was a skull!

A human skull!

And it looks quite fresh, it should have only been killed for a short time, and if you look closely, there are still a lot of bones scattered around the skull, and there are some people and beasts, and even some monsters.

He Zichen chuckled in his heart, and immediately prepared to leave.

Suddenly there was a strong wind in his ears, He Zichen jumped away violently, turned around and looked, where he had just stopped, the huge mossy rock actually stood up!

It wasn't until the thing was completely on its feet that he saw how big it was, it was like a moving hill, and besides, it had so many heads, and when he counted it, it was exactly nine!

Giant, nine-headed, its voice is like a baby's cry, cannibalism......

Taken together, these characteristics seem somewhat familiar. But He Zichen didn't have time to think about it, no matter how conceited he was, he also knew that he couldn't fight such a monster hard, and he still had to run for his life now.

The monster was huge, and it was naturally not so flexible to act, but one step was equivalent to He Zichen's ten steps, and there were nine long necks and heads that cooperated with each other, so it was really not easy to avoid.

It would be nice if it was farther away, he thought, and if he could get him farther away, he could give it an arrow with a rainbow.

But at this time he had no time to use his bow and arrows, so he hastily sacrificed a long sword, and while dealing with the head that came at him, the wolf retreated.

As the blade of the sword in his hand broke through the flesh, one of his necks was cut open by him, and the monster roared lowly, and every head looked angry and hideous, like a giant python, besieging him with its bloody mouths open.

Looking at those heads that were bigger than his entire body, fear rose in He Zichen's heart for the first time, but he was so shocked that he hesitated for a moment, and there was a sharp pain in his body.

"You damn monster...... He Zichen held the fangs on the side with one hand, barely supported his upper body, and held a sword in the other, stabbing into the monster's jaw, he held his breath, gritted his teeth and said, "My mouth stinks......

The monster roared in pain, and the hot and sticky stench almost made He Zichen faint.

But he obviously couldn't faint, and at this moment the monster tilted its head and opened its mouth wide to swallow him straight into its belly!

He Zichen clung to the fangs as he stabbed the sword into the monster's jaw, so that the blade of the sword held its mouth so that it could not be closed.

Before the monster tried to close its mouth, the sword in its mouth pierced deeper, and gradually it did not dare to move.

He Zichen didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, but he saw the other head coming over, and it seemed that he wanted to let out his piece of meat that was up to his mouth!

But also, anyway, they all end up in the same stomach, who doesn't eat it?

It is already very dangerous to survive in this head, not to mention that there is one more that escapes, this monster has nine heads, but he He Zichen has only one!

Is it still useless? Everything he has done at the moment is not outdated and dying, it is all in vain!

He Zichen couldn't help but feel despair in his heart.

It seems that he is going to die here today, but he is still unwilling in his heart, unwilling-

Even if he wants to die, he doesn't want to be the belly of this monster!

The thought that he would be swallowed into the stomach of this monster, or chewed into scum and swallowed, would eventually turn into a pile of feces, and He Zichen's stomach churned, and his fighting spirit was ignited again in despair.

His idea now is simple, that is, to fight for a less disgusting death for himself.

Perhaps he had already despaired, but his heart was no longer panicked, and he still lay on the monster's mouth, his eyes calmly fixed on the other approaching head, and he silently read something in his mouth.

When the head approached and opened its mouth to take him over, dozens of wrist-thick vines on the ground suddenly rose from the ground, restraining the outstretched head, He Zichen took himself from the monster's sharp teeth, and jumped onto the head, holding the vine like holding the reins.

The other heads saw that the situation was not good and wanted to attack, but because He Zichen himself controlled the head under him, and the nine heads had their own ideas and went their own way, they ...... Nine necks were wrapped in a ball, almost knotted.

He Zichen took this opportunity to jump down and run, there was an angry roar behind him, and a scorching air flow surged after him, He Zichen felt that the wounds on his back were about to melt, but he didn't dare to look back to see what was going on, he was on tiptoe, and jumped into the air with a flying technique.

Damn it! Can't get rid of it!

He Zichen felt a sharp burning pain on his back, and he accidentally fell from mid-air for a while.

A white shadow came from nowhere, caught him below, and spun behind a tree. He Zichen raised his eyes and met Sheng Ling's eyes that were always unwavering.

People were not surprised, He Zichen was shocked, he immediately jumped from Sheng Ling's arms, and he couldn't care about the pain on his body for a while, he asked in surprise: "Sheng Ling?" How did you end up here? ”

As soon as the words fell, a string of flames erupted again, and the two of them dodged separately, and He Zichen scolded: "What kind of monster is this?" Not only does the head smell bad, but the fire is also big! ”

Sheng Ling set up a small enchantment, temporarily blocking the boiling heat outside, and then dragged He Zichen over, and immediately ripped his clothes.

"Hey, what are you doing? Men and men can't kiss it! He Zichen hurriedly stopped, "The flower is pale" and said, "I know that I am handsome and chic, and everyone loves me, but you can't just insult me directly!" ”