Fang Fang had passed out, Zuo Tian followed Nanwang Mountain out of the door, he looked at his palms with complicated eyes, and everything that happened just now turned up a storm in his heart.

What the hell is that ring? Who is he? Has he been living in my body all along? And he doesn't want to disturb "he" is talking about himself? If he hadn't entered Fangfang's memory today, he would never have known what happened in the first place.

Soon, he remembered the purpose of his trip.

As Fang Fang fell unconscious, this space of consciousness began to collapse.

The world dissipated colors, and the faint laughter in my ears was lost in an instant.

"Daddy, mother......"

The little girl's Nan sounded in the space.

The distant scene seemed to be burned by an invisible flame, and turned to ashes.

Only he and Fang Fang fluttering in the darkness shimmered.

Darkness engulfed Fangfang's heart.

A seed like a demonic fruit about to bloom took root in the center of her brow, absorbing the light from her.

Zuo Tian "walked" closer.

The little girl stretched out her hand, as if sensing the warmth in him, and extended her arms to him.

Zuo Tian hesitated for a moment and picked her up.

Fang Fang opened her eyes suddenly.

There was a silver glow in his eyes, and he bit down on Zuo Tian's consciousness body.

Zuo Tian was startled, and was about to move Fang Fang's head that was biting on his shoulder.

The next moment, his gaze stayed in vain on the seed that had taken root in Fang Fang's skull.

It can be seen that a mysterious energy is being drawn from his consciousness body and down Fang Fang's mouth.

Her body seemed to be transparent, and as soon as that energy entered Fang Fang's body, it rose all the way up, and soon reached the center of her eyebrows.

"Daddy...... Mother...... Fangfang misses you. ”

Zuo Tian's raised hand stopped.

Finally placed behind Fangfang, gently patting her back.

"Fangfang, don't be afraid, Daddy and Mother are always there. ”

He said softly.

A sense of weakness rose from his body, and he knew that Fang Fang of the consciousness body must be because he was not enough to activate the power of the spiritual root, so he subconsciously wanted to absorb it from himself, but he didn't know what that energy was.

It's kind of like spiritual power, but it's completely different.

"Poof!"

The seeds bloomed, and the absorption from Fang Fang slowly weakened until it disappeared.

The next moment, the world was spinning.

Zuo Tian saw the light again, but the light was full of blood.

Once again, the pool of blood appeared in front of his eyes.

"Huh. ”

Fangfang also woke up in Zuo Tian's arms, opening her eyes at the moment, looking at Zuo Tian who was holding herself, Fangfang remembered the gentle voice in the dream, her face turned red, and she quickly jumped out of his embrace.

"Brother in white. ”

Standing in the pool of blood, she shouted crisply.

"He succeeded! Fangfang was woken up by him!"

The crowd at the edge of the pool of blood shouted in unison.

Zuo Tian looked like it had been in Fang Fang's consciousness for a long time, but the reality was only for a moment.

Almost as soon as everyone saw Zuo Tian come into contact with Fang Fang, the whirlpool swirling beside Fang Fang stopped in vain, and then the magical scenes they saw in the crazy woman were repeated in their eyes again.

They knew that Fang Fang had also succeeded in activating the spiritual root.

It is with the help of Zuo Tian.

"Fangfang, come up quickly and let the third uncle see how different you are from before. ”

Zuo Tian quickly brought Fang Fang into the edge, and he was pulled up by everyone.

Surrounding Fangfang, everyone began to ask questions.

It really worked!

Zuo Tian felt a burst of joy in his heart.

"Phew!"

Xiao Qiang's self-explosion brought everyone back to reality.

Fang Fang was also blocked by everyone and didn't look down, but the spraying of the blood alone had already made her stay in place.

The blood beside him was like a worm with only wisdom, and it was still burrowing into Zuo Tian's body.

The pain at the beginning is gone, and it will be a little tingling, accompanied by an itchy sensation.

The aura in the body is slowly growing larger due to the nourishment of this spiritual blood, but after the consumption of Fangfang just now, this growth is better than a recovery at this moment.

He looked at the others again.

The whirlpool around the mad woman was now gone, and the vision above her head was completely gone.

Everyone else had their eyes closed, except for their heads dangling over pools of blood.

"Zuo Tian, hurry! Nanhu is also going to die!"

Someone shouted from above.

Zuo Tian's gaze turned and locked on the head of the Southern Tiger.

Beside Nanhu, Zuo Tian hesitated, but still pressed his palm full of spiritual power on Nanhu's chest.

The next moment, it was a familiar feeling of dizziness again.

When he "opened" his eyes again, this time, he saw the destroyed South Village.

In the dark night when you can't see your fingers, it looks like day in the left sky of the consciousness body.

Walking along the desolate roads, a dried corpse with a heart that had been pulled out was casually thrown aside.

Judging from the new marks of the wound, it was obvious that someone had just taken it out.

"Three hundred and forty-eight...... Three hundred and forty-eight ...... Three hundred and forty-eight ......"

Mechanical words came from behind the broken wall next to him, and Zuo Tian stepped forward.

Turning over the broken wall, I saw a bloodstained man crouching next to a dried corpse, holding a knife in his right hand.

The knife skillfully inserted into the heart of the dried corpse, spun it around, then put his hand into the hole, and after tinkering for a while, he brought out a wilted object, and again used the knife to cut off all the connections on the object, and he mechanically put the item in his hand into a bamboo basket behind him.

The man was Nanhu, and the moment he got up and turned back, Zuo Tian didn't seem to recognize this young man.

I saw that his face was covered with blood and mud, his lips were chapped and opened, and his eyes were half-hidden between the dark hair.

It was just in that glimpse that Zuo Tian saw Nanhu's godless eyes.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul.

In the past, Nanhu's eyes always had a gloomy look, and there was a trace of fierceness hidden in the depths of his eyes, but now, the person who appeared in front of Zuo Tian had a completely changed temperament.

He is no longer like a snake in the shadows, looking for an opportunity to bite you, but like a traveler lost in the desert, with despair on his face.

Zuo Tian didn't expect that the destruction of Nancun would bring so much trauma to Nanhu, but when he was outside, he couldn't see his heart at all.

Probably, each of them concealed his emotions, and in their hearts, there lived a trembling little beast.

Nanhu is like this, so is Nanfeng, Zhang Tie is the same, and Fangfang and Nanxiu are like this.

Thinking of Fangfang, in her consciousness world just now, wasn't it because of the fetters of her parents that she sank into darkness?

And what about the Southern Tiger? What did he give up his hatred for?

It stands to reason that in his current state, it is impossible for him to give up the only chance for revenge.