As soon as I finished speaking, I felt something strange.
The roots of the tree fell off.
He Lingchuan couldn't laugh or cry, it was too late to eliminate the evidence now, right? This Juluo tree was still young after all, and he felt guilty for not being able to resist eating it.
He Lingchuan turned into a deserted street corner, lifted up the nightmare's head and asked, "Answer the question, or I'll bury you under the tree as fertilizer."
Life is in human hands, what else can it say: "You ask." "Who sent you? Name."
"I said I don't know..." It was still full of resentment in its heart. He Lingchuan held it and walked out: "Forget it, let's use it as tree fertilizer."
"Stop, stop, stop, I said!" Nightmare Head shouted repeatedly, "That spell master is called Cheng Yu. He has been serving us for many years, and he will ask us to take action when he encounters difficult ideas."
"Are you so particular about answering every request?"
"That's not true, but the souls of opponents that Cheng Yu can't defeat are usually very powerful and delicious."
"What is the origin of this person named Cheng?"
"We really don't know this." He Lingchuan moved his hand, and the weirdo shouted, "I'm serious. We don't pay much attention to reality."
"Where are the Fan brothers?"
"What brother?" The weirdo looked confused, "Who?"
He Lingchuan grabbed it and planned to throw it towards Ju Luoshu. The strange head shouted: "I swear, I don't recognize the Fan brothers! I've never heard of them.
That's all, He Lingchuan just asked casually.
He was also very interested in the nightmare that Da Fang Hu had personally taken action: "Why us? How many faces does your true self have?"
One hundred and twenty-seven. Our name is Hundred-Faced Nightmare, but in fact there are more than a hundred faces.
The strange head said, "Every time a consciousness is awakened, a face is born."
"So where did the original 'Hundred Faces' come from?"
"When I was in the human world, I was called Bai Yu, and I was an immortal. Many years ago - I can't remember exactly how long ago - I was seriously injured and on the verge of death. I was unwilling to die between heaven and earth, so I tried my best to escape.
Enter the dreamland and settle down here from now on.”
"Why was it seriously injured?"
"I don't remember either." The monster said, "When our nightmares swallow the essence of humans or monsters, they will also absorb their memories. These messy memories will slowly overwrite our own. As time goes by,
, we don’t even remember where we come from. The same goes for the original deity. It only remembers its first name and has forgotten everything else.
Chapter completed!