What she said should be that there was only one person left. I looked around and Xiong Daxiong Er didn't know where he went, so I couldn't be sure whether everything in front of me was a memory scene or a reality.

If it is a memory, why didn’t I recognize the ‘old friend’ in front of me?

If it is reality, where did Xiong Daxiong Er go?

"Who are you?" I asked inexplicably a little annoyed and angrily.

"Hahaha... Yes, you can't recognize me even if you are not a human or a ghost..."

The face of the mist was ferocious, "Give me the last living person, I will tell you who the person who harmed you!"

"No matter who he is, who he loves, and wants to live, no~" I don't care whether the people in the inn are dead or alive, but if I use living people as a "battle chip" and cause casualties, Chen Qinghan will definitely be difficult to do.

"You - it's still so annoying..." Shui Wu opened his teeth and claws, but he didn't pounce on me.

"There are so many people who hate me, who are you?"

"Yes, you have regained your freedom, of course, regardless of your old friend's life or death..."

"It's useless to play the card of misery. Who knows if you are my old enemy? It's easy to deceive someone with amnesia."

"Amnesia? You call it amnesia, hahaha...Amnesia, no, you have no amnesia, think about it carefully, you can remember everything, but the price is loss, my most noble friend, you will lose your dignity!"

"Wait! Have you watched too many Disney movies? You speak normally, please."

"Give me a living person while it's not too late, and I'm willing to be loyal to you."

My brows jumped. This weird old friend may not be very mentally irritated and cannot treat such patients.

"Okay, okay, wait, I'll go back and get you a living person. Be good~"

As I said that, I turned around and walked back, because in my impression, I had already stepped out of the hospital just now, and the inn should be behind me.

But after walking for more than ten steps, I realized something was wrong. The surroundings were empty and there was no building.

If I hadn't sprinted for a hundred meters within the few seconds of my dizziness, even if I couldn't touch the door, I would have hit the wall.

"You can't get out of the fog, but you can hear your voice and call them in."

The obstruction of vision will put a huge pressure on people's psychology. I simply stopped walking around and stood there and asked:

"The man in the windbreaker can walk out, and he can enter the inn, how can he explain?"

The mist and the human figure drifted closer, and it followed me. Now I can be sure that I am not in the memory, it is the real world, but it is not very similar.

"I can control him before I dare to let him go, you? No."

One of the evidence that I realized that I was still in the real world was that Shui Wu used Chinese to communicate with me.

It doesn't speak that weird language, and the old acquaintances in the scene I remember speak that language.

That may be the ancient language of our clan, but anyone who can survive to this day must keep pace with the times. Not to mention Chinese, maybe he can learn several foreign languages.

The surviving tribe is my preliminary definition of the water mist and human shadow. Although it seems that there is only one "human" shape left, the consciousness and memory are all preserved, so it should be considered a "human"?

I don’t feel any kind of affection for the same tribe I met suddenly, but instead think it’s very dangerous. It’s best to get rid of it if you can get rid of it.

But when I call someone in, how should I shout? I suddenly remembered the cry for help I heard before. It seemed that the woman was arranged by it.

If you don’t do what it says, you may not be able to get out of the fog. Its body is filled with mist. The water will flow even more when you draw a knife and cut off the water. The dagger is probably useless to it.

"Ahem, then I'll shout." The situation is stronger than the human being, so I decided to meet its requirements.

"Don't be too slow."

"Help, help, help~" I pinched my throat and tried to make my voice sound sharper.

"You are learning to meow! A louder sound—" Shui Wu roared angrily.

"Oh, help me, come here soon, it's amazing, kill... people..."

"iesioc!" The water mist suddenly said 'Foreign language'.

These days, the words of cursing are the easiest foreign language to master, but the sentence it says is not the commonly used ones. I guess it may have brought out its native tone.

But what can it do to me? Can't!

It could not control me like others, nor could it kill me. We were staring at each other and fell into a stalemate for a moment.

"It's useless to glare at me. I shouted, no one came, what else do you want? Don't be too overdoing it."

The water mist is constantly changing shape. I think this is the legendary qi that has deformed, but it has no choice but to do anything to me.

"Xiao Fu? Xiao Fu!"

I shouted a few times, and no one would hear it, and it was impossible for me to come in seriously.

But I forgot one person - Chen Qinghan.

This guy is really in the wind and rain, following me in the sea of ​​fire. Didn’t he watch the man in the windbreaker on the second floor? Why did he run down?

While thinking, I responded, "I'm here, here."

If he is allowed to walk around in the fog, the consequences will be even worse. It is better to call him to the side and stare at me with the mist. At least he has a pair of big eyes that are full of momentum.

"Xiao Fu." Chen Qinghan pulled away the fog and ran to me, and at the same time saw the fog figure in front of me.

"Let me introduce it. This is Professor Chen, my current colleague. This is... my old acquaintance, I forgot what it is." As someone who knows both sides, I took the lead in introducing them to each other.

"Hahahaha, finally, I finally got enough!" Shui Wu suddenly laughed wildly, as if he was sick, and scared me.

"Your executioner was tied up by us, why do you want him to live?" I dug my ears that were buzzing.

"I can control him, uh--" Water mist's arrogant tone seemed to be cut off, and the water mist that formed his facial features was twisted for a moment.

"This is impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible, ah!" The spirit of the water mist may be really abnormal. It held its abstract head and shook desperately, and the fog shook away.

I looked at it and poked Chen Qinghan's arm with my elbow and asked, "Have you just used the rebound skill? Or is it Murong Fu's Fighting Stars?"

Chen Qinghan hugged his arms and shrugged, "I don't know, I just came."

The mist fell into a violent state for no reason and suddenly rushed over and hit me.

Its body was just water vapor, and it felt like it was wet when it hit my face. This collision on my body was just drizzle, but the impact on my head was like a mountain capsized and collapsed.

Memories instantly filled my brain like a tide, so fast that I didn't have time to see their specific contents.

If you have experienced the feeling of being poured on a basin of cold water, you can feel this confusion.
Chapter completed!