"Wow! that's so high!" Xiao Feng sighed as he sat on Daddy's shoulder

"Daddy, have you always seen the world like this?"

"That's right, I'm a mighty, mighty giant," Daddy boasted

"Xiaofeng, how about we run?"

Daddy grabbed Xiaofeng's feet and started running

"Woo!

"Slow down, be careful of falling," A-Niang in the back worried

"Got it," the two said this sentence with a tacit understanding

It has been more than a month since Yi Zifeng came here.

Now he only remembers the memories from birth to the present, and knows nothing else.

He'd even forgotten what had happened to him before, or how he got here.

At the top of that pyramid altar, inside that was tightly wrapped

The thing inserted in Yi Zifeng's brain will make people continue to indulge in the dreams it creates.

There is a scar buried in everyone's heart, and it will find the scar in the heart of the person it devours, so that he can find a trace of comfort and warmth in the dream.

Slowly make the enemy lose forever, sink in that dream.

At that time, the enemy had no sense of resistance, and was like an empty shell, becoming a fish on a sticky board in the real sense, to be slaughtered.

And the scar in Yi Zifeng's heart is the lack of the warmth of a home, playing happily with Daddy and eating the meals cooked by Auntie, which is something that every child can enjoy at any time.

However, he never had the opportunity to enjoy the experience again. These seemingly ordinary things are extravagant hopes that he can't experience in his life.

Perhaps, dying in such a beautiful dream may be a kind of happiness for him.

The two of them, who watched the red light from the thorn ball gradually disappear, didn't know whether to be excited or worried.

"Uncle, the red light in this ball is starting to disappear, does it mean that Ah Feng has succeeded?" Bai Mengan asked worriedly

Master Gu shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe it's almost successful." ”

"Is it true?"

Master Gu sighed, although he said that, he didn't have a bottom in his heart, that is, the description of the "body of ten thousand souls" was recorded in the "book", but the mystery was still not recorded in detail.

The ancient master is also constantly thinking: what did the ancient gods and people build it for, what is the purpose of forging the "Body of Ten Thousand Souls", who is the "Body of Ten Thousand Souls" for, or is it ......

"Forget it, let's not think about it for now, let's pray that Ah Feng can survive this hurdle first"

In the thorns, Yi Zifeng's life breath was constantly becoming weaker, and his soul was about to become one of the ten thousand souls along with the thorns on his head.

In the dream, the sentence "The way you are now, it really suits you." "Into the ears of the little wind

Xiao Feng's body began to tremble unconsciously, and he broke out in a cold sweat

Xiaofeng didn't know why it was like this, he wanted to think about it, but there was always a voice telling

"Don't think about it, it's best to stay here"

Xiaofeng's head began to ache sharply inexplicably.

"It hurts, in the end...... What's going on?"

The sentence "Have you forgotten your hatred too?" came into Xiao Feng's ears, making his head hurt even more

He wanted to seek help from Daddy and Auntie, but found that Daddy and Auntie were motionless, as if everything around them was still.

"Who the hell are you...... Who is it?" said Xiaofeng with difficulty

"Hehe, hahaha!hahaha!" He laughed wildly, "You really make me sad, so forgetful, it's only been a few days and I've lost my memory again." Ahh

"Amnesia? ...... you're talking about"

Before Xiaofeng could say anything, he felt a shock in his body, and many incomplete and broken memories appeared in front of him.

Everything around Xiao Feng began to slowly disappear, and finally the entire space turned into a pool of blood.

Yi Zifeng looked at the entire dim space in confusion, and looked down at his own reflection in the pool of blood.

When he found that he had grown up, he didn't know whether to be confused or sad and cry.

Yi Zifeng squatted down, touched the surface of the blood pool with his hand, looked at his reflection, and asked himself

"This ...... Be...... Me?"

"Yes, this is you" "He" whispered softly in Yi Zifeng's ear

Yi Zifeng hurriedly looked back and found that no one was there, and his heart began to panic inexplicably

"Who the hell are you, why did you bring me here, let me go," Yi Zifeng shouted

"Who am I?"

"Hahaha!" "His" voice continued to echo in the space, stimulating Yi Zifeng's eardrums

"I'm your brother!" "He" whispered softly in Yi Zifeng's ear

Yi Zifeng looked back again and found a person who looked the same as himself standing behind him, just younger than himself, like an eight or nine-year-old child, but he was really scared and fell directly to the ground.

"You...... You...... You ......"

Yi Zifeng didn't know why he was very scared when he saw him, as if he had a very precious thing to be taken away by him.

"Why, when you lose your memory, you forget your loved ones?"

Yi Zifeng got up and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm your brother Yi Zi'an, brother."

"You lie, I'm the only child in the family, how can I have a younger brother, don't lie to me. Who the hell are you?"

"Brother, you are really forgetful," Yi Zi'an said helplessly

I saw that Yi Zi'an came to Yi Zifeng in an instant and inserted his finger into Yi Zifeng's brain

"It's more time-saving than there. You think so too, brother."

"Ahh

Yi Zifeng was constantly instilled with something in his brain, making him feel like he was about to be blown up, which was very uncomfortable.

Yi Zifeng's brain was forcibly stuffed by him so that he had no "memory" of the image at all, no, it should be said that Yi Zifeng's original memory came back.

After Yi Zi'an finished losing his memory, he whispered to Yi Zifeng, "Brother, you owe me a favor again"

"Remember that I will always be there for you forever"

With that, he left and disappeared into the shadows

Yi Zifeng slowly recalled and sorted out those memories, and in the process of emptying his eyes, a circle of ripples began to appear in the blood pool.

In the center of the ripples, corpse hands stretched out, slowly elongated, and one corpse crawled out of the pool of blood, limping towards Yi Zifeng

Yi Zifeng looked at the corpses, his eyes full of fear and disbelief.

"You ...... Don't ......"

They grabbed Yi Zifeng one after another, and their mouths kept complaining

"Why, you survived!

"Why, the whole clan wants to protect you!

"Why don't you die!

Yi Zifeng was pressed to the ground and looked at the empty eyes of his people who had long since lost their eyes and the familiar faces, and he also began to be afraid

"Why don't you die!"

"Die!"

They all said in unison, "Die, die, die......"

They were like boiled frogs in warm water, constantly eroding Yi Zifeng's spiritual defense.

Suddenly, the two hands tightly grabbed Yi Zifeng's neck

"Ahem, ahem!"

Yi Zifeng wanted to see clearly, and when he saw clearly, his last line of defense would also be on the verge of festering.

"Why, Daddy, Auntie"

"You broom star, why don't you die!"

"You killed us, and you didn't pay for your life soon!"

Yi Zifeng looked at the clansmen in front of him, and he shed tears helplessly, silently explaining all this.