Sometimes the truth is so hard to accept.

Meng Meng always thought that he took the initiative to leave the body and enter the small world to save me, but the fact is that he has already died, and his soul is just a piece of some memory fragments in the ontological world, many of those memory fragments are fused with Situ Wugong, and the rest of him is condensed, so it becomes a soul.

Is it the soul that carries the memory, or is the memory the foundation of the soul at all? I don't know.

All I know is that I, like Mengmeng, am just an artificial creation of the female king. It's just that I have a lot of spare tires, and so many staggering numbers of "mes" standing here, maybe in the past, there have been failures. And what about me now? Maybe it's just a half-finished product.

What's even more striking is that I always thought that technology wasn't progressing, but now it seems that I was clearly wrong. Because of the female king, they can not only use memory fragments to refine their souls, but also create so many bodies.

Meng Meng said in a daze, "Is this an extension of the ghost project?" ”

I haven't seen what the hell the ghost project is, but I know it was made by the Ghost King. Its practical fingers can be imagined, and the reason why the ghost king came up with such a ghost plan is because he wants to become a real person. But he's dead now.

The question is, when will the Ghost King return?

But it's not right.

Because in my mind, there is still a message left by the ghost king and the demon king. One wants me to devour the body, and the other wants me to wake up the dryad.

If the current me was really created by the female king in front of me, then where did all those messages come from?

Perhaps, the Demon King and the Ghost King are messages left directly on the body.

And if Situ Wugong was really created by them, with Situ Wugong's character and IQ, he should have discovered it a long time ago, right?

After all, Situ Wugong is not the same as Mengmeng, and now he is a hot-headed guy. Situ Wugong's insidiousness is notoriously sinister.

The black gas in the cauldron became less and less, and the wailing gradually subsided, leaving only the bubbling sound, which sounded a little amazing.

Zhu Feng said: "It's almost ready." ”

The female king nodded, but did not say anything.

Meng Meng's face was a little pale, and he said in a daze, "Where did I come from?" ”

Zhu Feng stared at him and said, "In essence, it's the same as them. ”

Meng Meng turned his head to look at the guys who looked exactly like me, his face became whiter and paler, and he involuntarily took a few steps back, looking a little unsteady on his feet.

I tried to hold him up, but I didn't move.

If that's what I'm doing with him, what's the point of living?

"It turns out that my life is just a dream." Meng Meng said and seemed to want to leave, but Zhu Feng flashed forward and grabbed him.

Zhu Feng said lightly: "Maybe it's not a dream, because you still have a task to complete." ”

"What task?"

Zhu Feng turned his head to look at the female king.

The female king said: "Situ Wugong hasn't been caught yet, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch it anymore." So you can only use substitutes. ”

At this moment, Meng Meng exclaimed, I turned my head to look over, but saw that Zhu Feng suddenly attacked, and his two hands broke off his two hands very quickly, and then lifted him up from behind his back.

Meng Meng kicked his legs violently and said angrily: "What are you doing?!" ”

It's just that now both of his hands have been broken by Zhu Feng, and he can't exert his strength at all.

I stayed for a second before I realized I had been scammed. Maybe they really wanted to cast Situ Wugong's soul down, because Situ Wugong fused most of the misty souls, and those memories were the best, but now Situ Wugong is estimated to have run away, or he would have been killed by Luo Xiaoliang, so they couldn't catch him at all.

And the only one who can replace Situ Wugong is Mengmeng. If you use my words, I am an amnesiac person, I have very little memory, I only remember some things in the small world, as for Zhang Xiaomeng or something, I don't remember a single thing at all, so even if I hold it, it's useless.

Now the question is, they're going to throw Meng Meng into that cauldron too, and then I'll just have to listen to Meng Meng's wail?

How does this work?

And maybe they lied to us in the first place.

I shouted, "Let him go!" At the same time, he rushed towards Zhu Feng.

But I only heard the sound of the wind behind me, and I threw myself forward, but at this time I seemed to be back in the small world, and my body rolled forward with that force, but the speed increased, but there was some pain in my back.

But Zhu Feng obviously expected my reaction, so he took Meng Meng back a few steps and actually retreated into the crowd.

The so-called "crowd" is actually just my clones, and they are all frozen in ice. I couldn't care so much about it, and I was about to get up with my hands on the ground, but the wind came from behind me again.

The wind came so violently that I could see that the female king showed no mercy at all, and I rolled to the side, but her second blow came.

Her successive blows made me embarrassed, and I could only roll around on the ground, making me disgraced, but the strange thing is that at this time my body seems to have become faster, and my senses have become clearer, and I really have the momentum to see and hear in all directions.

It's just that at this time, I suddenly thought of a question, that is, isn't I similar to a rooster now?

This thought caused me to be distracted for a short time, and I accidentally felt a pain in my arm, and blood flowed out, and it turned out that the female king actually showed a dagger and stabbed me in the arm. If she hadn't temporarily collected the knife, I'm afraid that her entire arm would have been cut off by her.

"You're really still so heartless, when will you grow up?" She would have said such a thing.

I frowned.

Roosters can be replicated infinitely in a small world, but what about me? In this world there are also a lot of copies of the body. It's just the same.

And from the mouths of Situ Wugong and those mages, I learned that I was actually very good back then. How could a person who is not an ordinary person get such a terminal illness?

But the reality is that I really have a terminal illness. It can only be said that all this is actually arranged. Otherwise, how could so many bodies be copied?

And the roosters in the small world only benefit from this.

At this time, a misty scream sounded again, but I saw that Zhu Feng had already grabbed him and walked around to the cauldron, and then threw him down.

I couldn't help but be stunned. Unexpectedly, it eventually developed like this.

The wails rang out.

I turned my head to look at the female king, and then at Zhu Feng. These two people, who had a great relationship with me, now seem so strange, and so hateful.

Perhaps because of the cold around me, I felt my body slowly become cold and stiff, and I didn't pay attention to the wound on my arm, just watched the cauldron take a step backwards.

Touching an iceman on his back. The ice was so cold that I shivered. But with this one shuddering, the ice seemed to have a cracking sound, and then shattered like shattered glass.

The ice, which was once as hard as a diamond, shattered and shattered to the ground. Shocked, I turned to look over.

There are no real people in the ice at all. Nor is it "me". It was just an apparition frozen in ice.

The illusion quickly burst, turning into a small bubble that my body seemed to have a special attraction to, and it quickly moved closer to me and then vanished.

I let out another shudder.

Because I found that these phantoms that were frozen in ice were actually just my memories. I don't know where exactly they come from or what exactly they're used for.

But at this moment, I was a little excited, but also angry.

Because in this memory, there is me, and there is also misgiving.

In this fragment of memory, Meng Meng and I are still in school, he wrote a love letter to ask me for advice, and the object of his crush turned out to be Zhang Xuan.

"These eight characters haven't been skimmed yet, you just write dear, isn't it too sensible?" I remember joking with him.

"How else to write it? Replace it with a beloved one? She's not my grandma! ”

"And it's written all over the book that you think about how she thinks about it, I always feel too numb, and the most important thing is that I haven't seen you lose weight recently? You're so dishonest. ”

"Love words, it's all a lie. How's that, my literary talent is okay, right? ”

"Okay, okay. It's just too fleshy. ”

"Love letters!"

It seems that Zhang Xuan really has an extraordinary relationship with him. Only now she's gone.

The more important problem is that Meng Meng is also going to be gone. His wails continued. I'd love to shatter a few more phantom ices, because that's the memory and life I've been pursuing, but I know time is running out.

The endless anger made my heart beat rapidly, hitting my chest hard, as if it was about to jump out, I could feel the blood in the veins like a galloping horse, I clenched my fists tightly, and the wound on my arm was not splashed with blood because of the rushing blood, but was healing very quickly.

There was a sharp pain in my back, and it wasn't someone who stabbed me in the back. It's the pain of tearing open from within.

The pain made my eyes heat up, and I almost burst into flames, and I felt like I was growing taller.

At this time, the female king did not look at me, she was looking at the inside of the pot, and Zhu Feng looked at me in shock.

These two strange guys in front of you, should they be killed? Or let them go first?

I don't have that much time to think. Eventually, the pain subsided. Then I flapped my wings and rushed over.

This has created a huge impetus.

Zhu Feng shouted: "Get out of the way!" ”

At the same time, he pounced.

The king turned to look at me, and there was a smile on her lips.

Ignoring her laughter, I slammed into her and knocked her flying, knocking her down several icemen in quick succession, and finally falling to the ground and the icemen she knocked down didn't break.

At this time, Zhu Feng was standing in front of me, and he was changing his body while rushing towards me. It's just that now anything that stands in my way should be knocked out of the way.

I kicked it over, and he reached out to hold it, but he still underestimated the power and he was knocked out of the way.

I'm coming.

I rushed to the cauldron, but to my despair, the cauldron kept retreating, and faster than me!

Could it be that a pot still has legs?

Only then did I notice that there was nothing but a pile of firewood in the original place, and at this time, under the cauldron, there was a fire burning, and through the light of the fire, I could see that it was not firewood, but a knife.

The knife was held in a white hand, and a woman's legs could be seen from under the pot. It's just that her face is behind the pot, so you can't see it.

But I suddenly figured out who she was.

I didn't expect to finally see her. It's just that this way of meeting doesn't seem to be good.

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