"Huh!"

The speed of the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife was very fast, and the entity was directly gone, turning into a blood-colored light that rushed up to the sky, and began to circle in this stone room, circle after circle, and Ye Feng was directly stunned.

"This is a light? God, what is going on with this light? How did he appear?" Ye Feng frowned slightly, "Also, there will be a knife on my back for Mao, where did this knife come from?"

Ye Feng was entangled, depressed, surrounded by blood-colored light, his eyes were also constantly turning, and he couldn't see a reason for a long time, so he was helpless, so he simply walked to the gate of the stone room, ready to step out of this place.

"Dang!"

But just after taking a step, he saw that the gray chaotic qi was as heavy as a mountain, and directly bounced Liu Song back, and also lost his toughness, rolling on the ground dozens of times in succession, before he stood up dizzily.

"This ...... These gray gases are not gases, but a gray wall!" Ye Feng's eyes flashed slightly, and he exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, trying to show himself wisely, "In this way, I am being imprisoned, but what kind of place is this?"

Without memory, I can't do it anyway, I think I've become a wise man, but in the end it's a big shabi, and I still can't figure out a reason for a long time, and after a long time, I finally return to the original origin problem - where is this?

"Anyway...... The first question is to understand who I am, who I am, who am I? Where is this? Where am I, where am I! Why am I here, why am I here, why am I here!"

Saying important things three times in a row may be just an instinct, or it may be to pretend to be calm, maybe you will understand something important in a trance. Moreover, Ye Feng's voice was earth-shattering, comparable to the rolling thunder of the sky.

"You call you sister, call you uncle! Can you die after stopping for a while? Your uncle, uncle, is it easy for me to rest for a while? I just exhausted all my spirituality, and I haven't slept for long, and I was woken up by you again, which shook my head and melon seeds!"

Under the roof, a whining voice suddenly came from the swirling blood-colored light, and then the blood-colored light flashed, but a blood-colored war knife appeared out of thin air, and the blood-colored light shone the heavens and the earth, illuminating the space of this chaotic stone chamber brightly, and as far as the eye could see, it was all blood-colored.

"This ...... What's going on? Did that voice come from this blood-colored sword? Oh my God, I knew that animals and plants would become essence, but I never thought that this Nima's weapon would also become essence! Oh my God, is this blood-colored sword becoming essence?"

Ye Feng frowned slightly, he should have been a little scared in the face of this situation, but the moment he saw the blood-colored war knife, a feeling that blood was thicker than water instantly appeared, and Mao always felt that this blood-colored war knife was a part of his body?

Of course, Ye Feng didn't know the particularity of this blood-colored battle knife, although it was merged with the old man's spirit body, making the old man a tool spirit, but his most basic instinct was still there, after all, this was the ultimate divine weapon born in the dimensional superspace, so naturally it couldn't be looked at with common sense.

And because he was recognized by Ye Feng's blood, there was an unspeakable connection with Ye Feng, so when Ye Feng lost his memory, he realized that he wanted to restore Ye Feng's memory through his own tremors, but in the end, it was useless, and there was a force in Ye Feng's body that needed to be broken.

But it is impossible to break this power with this instinct, and the war knife needs to be manipulated to exert its most powerful power, either by a human or by a machine spirit. This person, Ye Feng is about to become an idiot, naturally there is no way to manipulate it, so he can only rely on the machine spirit.

As for the machine spirit, it was sleeping soundly, and it was not a simple matter to wake it up, so the war knife instinctively came up with a bad idea. You're not very good at sleeping, right, I'm just spinning around, turning you to death, it depends on whether you can continue to sleep!

Finally, the hard work paid off, and finally woke up the old man, as for whether he complained or not, it was his own business, and it had nothing to do with me. The instinct was gone, and he continued to sleep in such a strange state.

So the old man woke up, and it was not good for what this war knife was doing, in a sense, it was still a little suspicious of occupying the magpie's nest, so he directly turned his anger on Ye Feng's body. Grandma has a hammer, if you don't have an accident, my old man can still have a big dream in the spring and autumn.

"Huh, that sounds familiar, and...... Although this sword is very scary with blood, it ...... Isn't this my sword? No wonder this knife looks so familiar, so kind, ahaha, this is my broadsword!"

Ye Feng seemed to remember something, his eyes flashed, and he subconsciously pinched a strange seal in his hand, and was about to take back the big knife, but when he stretched out his hand, the whole person immediately became stunned, Nima, how to fight this handprint? Why did I suddenly forget these things?

"I said stinky boy, did you hear my uncle's words? Grandma is a hammer, what do you say you kid is, there is no virtue of respecting the old and loving the young, my old man sleeps easily, I, hurry up and say what is going on with me, if you have something to say, if you have a fart, let it go!"

The figure of the old man appeared on the sword, and the old man's face was depressed, but his eyes were a little solemn. For Ye Feng, a stinky boy, he still knows a little bit, he knows this guy's ability, and he woke himself up at this time, what kind of big thing has happened!

"Nonsense, shameless, when did I wake you up? Aren't you just a knife? You just flew in the sky by yourself, and woke up dizzy and dumbfounded, and came to blame me again. As the saying goes, the elderly are easy to forget, and the ancients did not deceive me!"

Ye Feng looked at the face on the knife with disdain, and wanted to scold him for being half dead, but he inexplicably felt that this old guy was very familiar with it, and he should be a very important person in his life, so he suppressed the very aggrieved impulse in his heart.

"You kid......" The old man's eyes widened, "Your demeanor is wrong, listen to the meaning of your words, you don't seem to know me, I said that your kid was kicked in the head by a donkey, or was blown off by a fart, why did you say these bastard words for no reason?"

"That...... Maybe you were really my uncle before, and the little one was rude just now, so I can't help it, I'm sorry. Ye Feng scratched his head lightly with a little embarrassment, and said, "I'm sorry, uncle, I'm amnesia, and I don't know which program was mismanipulated to disturb your old man's Yaxing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Amnesia?"

The whole body of the war knife trembled, and the blood-colored face on it showed a touch of shock, Nima, what is going on? The last ancient hunter in the world and the earth, the guy with a great mission in the underworld, how could he lose his memory for no reason? This is a bit undeserved, abnormal!

"It's not the will of the big world, but it's wrong. The old man's expression was a little unnatural, "The Great Will obviously asks for my hunting clan, although there is only one person left in this race, in this case, even if he only relies on a trace of instinct, he will not do it, this is an idiot equivalent to suicide!"

So, what is going on, so that Ye Feng has amnesia for no reason? This is a problem, and it is also a big problem! The old man couldn't be calm anymore, the expression on his face became more and more serious, and the script shouldn't be like this, everything is full of weirdness and unknowns.

"Well...... Ahem, cough cough, I said old man, the priority now is not to dwell on how I lost my memory, but ...... I said uncle, I beg you, at first glance, you are not an ordinary character, can you help me recover my memory first, once I recover my memory, don't you have answers to those questions?"

Ye Feng was a little anxious, and his voice was choked with a hint of choking. Nima, the feeling of wanting to know something but not being able to remember it anyway is going to be devastating. I can't think of anything anymore, I'm afraid he will really become Shabi's!

"This ...... Ahem, boy, you're right, you're right, you're right! I almost forgot about such an important point, it's really my sin, I'm sorry. The old man blinked his eyes a little embarrassedly, "Boy, you wait, I'm coming!"

"Huh!"

The old man's face disappeared, and at the same time, the blood-colored war knife immediately trembled, slowly falling from a high place, and finally gently suspended beside Ye Feng, the sharp knife pointed at Ye Feng's head for a while, and then quickly rotated around Ye Feng's body.

"It's ......"

Ye Feng was a little puzzled, cold sweat flowed on his forehead, and said Uncle, my dear uncle, are you looking for an angle to aim, planning to split me in half, right? If that's the case, this Nima's ...... Ye Feng was aggrieved, Ye Feng felt that he wanted to cry.

"Phew!"

But at this moment, I suddenly heard the sharp voice of the old man, and a chill instantly came from behind him, Ye Feng's subconscious hair on his whole body stood upside down, and fine beads of sweat overflowed from his back, Nima, uncle, my uncle, you really want to split me in half!

"Whew!"

The blood-colored war knife fell in the air, the blood light shone, and the cold air was pressing, directly slashing at Ye Feng's back!