Chapter 107: Is It a Dream?

Because after the third fragment fused, Zheng Fan was not sure if he could still be perfectly integrated with his body.

Last time, it was because of the help of external fire attribute energy fragments that Zheng Fan's two fragments were perfectly integrated with his body.

But this time, Zheng Fan couldn't be sure.

If it can't be fused together, it means that at this point, Zheng Fan's path is over, because he can't continue to fuse the fourth fragment.

The ability of the Fire Fragment is very powerful and weird, and in order to fuse the fourth fragment, it is necessary to find a fragment with similar energy attributes to him.

However, the rarer the fragments, the harder it is to find.

Therefore, this third fusion can be said to be Zheng Fan's last fusion in a short period of time.

He's going to have to make a good choice.

Because although the ability of fire attribute fragments is a little special, it is not very rare.

Although the fragment energy of this Fire Separation General is very large, it is relatively rare, but Zheng Fan still wants to wait.

He also wanted to wait for a more powerful fragment. Similar to Shadow Shards, which tend to be insolvable.

Of course, if it was a last resort, Zheng Fan would also devour the fragments of this Leaving Fire General and crush everything in an instant.

Therefore, Zheng Fan didn't need to have a trace of fear for the five old men and Luo Lichuan in front of him.

Their lives are all under Zheng Fan's control.

As long as Zheng Fan wanted to, he could kill them in an instant.

Besides, now there is a ruthless person like Zhang Zihan by his side.

Although Zhang Zihan seems to be a female streamer, her real combat power is not much lower than Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan didn't dare to speak if he didn't use the shadow fragment, and he could completely suppress Zhang Zihan.

Zhang Zihan's weird blood shadow ability has never been fully exerted at all.

The last time it was the only time it was displayed, it was still the ability of Zheng Fan's shadow fragment that was instantly received into the black space.

The real combat power is far above that.

"You want to kill me?"

Luo Lichuan sneered: "I'm afraid it's not that easy." ”

Luo Wangchuan's laughter became more and more exaggerated, and his laughter became more and more hysterical, and he pointed at the five people in front of him: "Do you know who they are?" ”

"Aren't they your long-lost wild father?"

Zheng Fan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who are they, do they have anything to do with me?" ”

When the five old men heard this, their faces did not change at all, and they didn't even blink their eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that he saw a few people walking over just now, Zheng Fan would have suspected that these people were all wax figures, puppeteers, and dummies.

No matter how ugly Zheng Fan said, these five people just looked ahead with blank eyes as if they hadn't heard them.

"Zheng Fan, it's useless to talk too much, between you and me, we are destined to be in a war."

Luo Lichuan said frantically, as he spoke, Zheng Fan's surroundings were already full of people.

Layer after layer surrounded him in the middle.

Most of them are ordinary people, and of course, there are some familiar faces.

There were the Ten Ghosts of Zhongyi Gate, as well as the remaining troops of Nan Li, and a cold voice suddenly came from behind Zheng Fan.

"Li Laoba, Eighth Master, look at me, who am I?"

Zheng Fan subconsciously looked back, his eyes suddenly shrank, and it was too late to dodge.

There are only three words in my mind that keep replaying.

Four-eyed ho!

"Xiao Zheng, how many tickets did you send at noon today?"

Lao Wang's voice came from the table, Zheng Fan looked around, and he was lying in the lounge of the express company.

On the projector is playing the most popular TV of the year, 'The Great Sage is here again.' ’

"I didn't send a few tickets, and you don't know those customers, take a courier and grind and chirp, and some of them are slow and can't even get off for twenty minutes."

Zheng Fan pillowed his arm and said, the wind blowing from the air conditioner was cold and cold, and it was warm on his body, but he always felt that something was wrong.

looked around, felt that there was nothing wrong, took out his mobile phone and swiped the short video for a while, and gradually, the funny jokes in the video distracted Zheng Fan.

Soon, the break was over, and there was still a TV series on the big screen, Zheng Fan looked at the time, got back on the car and started to deliver the courier.

"Why is it still so cold? I'm out of the air-conditioned room! ”

Zheng Fan shivered all over, looked up at the sky, and saw the scorching sun in the sky, but the cold still came from all directions.

Riding a bicycle, I quickly passed by a small supermarket.

"I don't have anything to eat at home, so let's buy some instant noodles and prepare them."

Zheng Fan quickly got out of the car and bought a few instant noodles, and for some reason, the cold began to penetrate from his bones to his heart.

He began to feel uncomfortable all over his body: "Damn, I always feel that something is wrong." ”

Zheng Fan suddenly didn't want to send the courier, twisted the accelerator, and drove the car back home quickly.

After going upstairs with the convenience bread, Zheng Fan swiped his mobile phone again, feeling more and more upset, so he directly turned off his mobile phone, closed the door, and planned to sleep for a while.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Zheng Fan asked loudly, but no one replied.

Zheng Fan frowned, he was already a little preoccupied, but suddenly felt that his heartbeat was getting stronger and stronger.

"Who?"

Zheng Fan asked again, but still no one answered.

"Who the hell is that! Speak! ”

Zheng Fan scolded, he was not usually like this, and he was suddenly taken aback by his actions.

After a while, there was still no one to answer his words, and the sky had gradually fallen, and there was only a glimmer of light outside.

Zheng Fan tiptoed to the door, and when he looked out from the cat's eye, it was a big-breasted woman with a pale face.

"This is..."

Zheng Fan suddenly felt that the woman in front of him was so familiar, but he just couldn't remember who she was.

The woman's face was very pale, and her eyes were almost the color of all white.

There was no trace of expression on his face, he was just banging on Zheng Fan's door again and again with his body.

"Who the hell is this woman? Why can't I remember? ”

Zheng Fan grabbed his hair fiercely and rolled on the ground in pain.

"Why! Why do I suddenly feel like this, I'm so uncomfortable, I'm so uncomfortable, I'm so uncomfortable..."

Zheng Fan didn't know how long he was in pain, and suddenly his eyes closed and he fainted.

I don't know how long it took before I woke up, but the knocking at the door still didn't stop.

But Zheng Fan was suddenly stunned, his eyes were very dull, he touched it from his pocket, took out a box of cigarettes, lit it and took a big puff.

At the same time, a flood of memories flooded into his mind.