When Zhen Futu finished the last word, he fell into a tattoo.

A blood-colored formation rose from the ground, flashed in the air a few times, and then headed towards Mu Ting.

Mu Ting subconsciously tilted her head, looked at the red light coming towards her, and let it enter her body.

Suddenly, Mu Ting's calm face flashed with a hint of fierceness, and a strong killing intent spread from her body!

"Boom...... It's so intensely murderous...... It is worthy of being a five-turn spirit corpse...... Kill that kid...... That kid's blood is sweet...... Go and kill him......" Zhen Futu's voice was much weaker than before, but it couldn't hide its excitement.

"Kill ......," Mu Ting muttered.

"Wrong...... Wrong! Kill him...... It's to kill that kid......" Zhen Futu looked at Mu Ting, who was full of murderous intent, and actually raised her steps again and wanted to stumble over, and suddenly became a little anxious.

"Kill...... You...... Extermination...... Qiu ......" Mu Ting walked as she spoke, but the murderous aura became a little stronger with these words.

"You...... You remember the events of that night...... A very small percentage of the corpses can remember fragments of memories from their previous lives...... Why do you remember so many memories when you wiped out the clan! God don't bless me! Thief God! You don't bless me!" Zhen Futu raised his head to the sky unwillingly and roared, and finally swallowed his last breath at this moment.

His eyes were wide open at this time, which was a typical blind eye.

Mu Ting looked at the death of Zhenfutu, and said leisurely: "I...... I still...... Remember...... Remember Chen'er......"

......

Mu Chen felt that he was in the darkness again, and the long-lost dream struck again. This time, the dream seems to be a little different from the previous one.

It's an endless sea. Yes, this boundless blue water is the sea.

Mu Chen didn't know what the sea was, and he had never seen it. But he didn't know why, he just knew that this boundless blue water was called the sea.

On the sea, as far as the eye can see, only a few seabirds occasionally pass by.

Mu Chen looked at this sea a lot, and he didn't know how much time had passed, it could be a day, it seemed like a month, but it seemed like a year, or it was very long.

A familiar sense of loneliness enveloped his body, and he tried to speak, but found that his throat could not make a sound.

All he could do was enjoy this never-ending loneliness.

At some point, the picture seemed to change slightly, and the blue water began to glow with wisps of red light.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Chen found that the sea around him turned red!

As soon as the picture turned, a chill shot straight into the depths of Mu Chen's soul!

Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of blood!

A young man was on the ice, and he held a four-foot-long ice sword in his left hand, but the blade was already covered with bright red blood, and it had condensed on the blade at the moment, and there was an indescribable strange feeling.

This man made Mu Chen feel an extremely familiar intimacy, and Mu Chen had an urge to step forward to see his facial features clearly, but he found that he couldn't move at all!

The man didn't seem to see Mu Chen, he was half-kneeling on the ice, and there were countless stumps and severed arms around him.

At this time, the man slowly stood up and staggered in one direction.

After walking more than a hundred steps, he finally stopped, because there was a corpse there.

This body Mu Chen also couldn't see clearly, but it was certain that it seemed to be the only corpse with a full corpse. And judging from the size and posture, this corpse is not much bigger than Mu Chen himself.

The man slowly picked up the corpse, and although he couldn't see its expression clearly, it could be seen from his careful movements that the owner of the corpse must have been an extremely important person to this man during his lifetime.

The sun is setting, swaying on this thousands of miles of ice mixed with blood.

The man slowly walked towards the west with the corpse in his arms. As the back grew farther and farther away, a long shadow was left behind and faded into the afterglow of the setting sun......

Mu Chen looked at the back of this departure, and an indescribable feeling came to his heart, some reluctant, some sad, some sad, some nostalgic, some regret......

These intermingled feelings came so suddenly, so for no reason. But he is real. Mu Chen also really felt it.

......

"No, don't go......" Mu Chen suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

It's just that at this moment, he found that there was no sea here, and there was no world that was frozen for thousands of miles and bloodshed for thousands of miles. Over here...... The technique was the end of the passage where I had touched the old man before!

Thinking of this, Mu Chen suddenly looked ahead, only to find that Zhenfutu had his arms outstretched, his back to the sky, his mouth open, his eyes widened, as if he had no breath, and there was a fist-sized wound on his chest.

"Why is this old man dead!" Mu Chen's voice fell, and he began to look around with some vigilance.

Deep underground, he suddenly fainted, and the old man before suddenly died in such a strange way, it is impossible to say that Mu Chen is not nervous.

"Chen...... Chen'er ......" Suddenly, a vague female voice came from behind Mu Chen.

Mu Chen suddenly shuddered, suddenly got up and looked back, and a familiar face came into view.

"Auntie...... Auntie?" Mu Chen called tentatively.

Mu Ting was a little puzzled, and she didn't understand what the word aunt meant in Mu Chen's mouth.

Although because of the relationship between the mysterious Heavenly Zombie Martial Soul, Mu Ting crossed several levels from the Flying Zombie to the realm of the Five-Turn Spirit Corpse and awakened part of the memories before her death, but she only remembered the hatred of the exterminating clan and Mu Chen, as for the others, they were no different from ordinary spirit corpses.

If you want to communicate with people normally and restore your spiritual wisdom before death, let alone reach the realm of the Nine Turns Spirit Corpse, it is very difficult to reach the realm of the Heavenly Zombie in ancient legends.

"Auntie...... Be...... What?" Mu Ting asked, looking at Mu Chen blankly.

"Auntie, do you remember Chen'er?" asked Mu Chen again.

"Chen'er...... Can't hurt ...... He died...... Chen'er ...... You can't hurt ......," Mu Ting shook her stiff neck and glanced at the place where Zhenfutu's body was.

"That old man was killed by your aunt?" asked Mu Chen again.

Mu Ting nodded, but shook her head again, looking at Mu Chen confused.

"Well, my aunt's body seems to have turned into a spirit corpse, and she also remembered some memories from before her, and that part of the memory seemed to remember me. Auntie, when you get out of this hellish place, I will send you back to the tribal tomb and put you in the ground!" Mu Chen thought to himself.

"Good...... Delicious ...... Taste ......" Suddenly, Mu Ting's eyes released a greedy gaze, and she said slowly in one direction.

Mu Chen was just about to speak, but found that Mu Ting had disappeared in place, and ran away a few feet away in the blink of an eye!

"Auntie, don't run around! Wait for me!"