Under Ye Huadu's confusion, the dragon boat that was difficult for the divine Lord to destroy exploded and turned into light and dissipated. Ye Bei, among them, didn't even know how he died.

"No one should know this way." Chen Ran nodded with some satisfaction.

"..." Ye Hua opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"What are you surprised? They are nothing in my eyes, just like..." Chen Ran said, but paused, frowned and thought for a while, but did not think of words that could be described.

"Ant?" Ye Hua continued.

"Yes, it's just an ant." Chen Ran nodded, feeling very accurate.

Ye Hua: “…”

Ye Bei and the others are all ants, so what is he?

Is it dust...

In the next time, Ye Hua did not dare to drive Chen Ran, knowing that this was definitely a great figure.

However, Chen Ran still followed Ye Hua out to fish, and he was free.

night.

The blood moon hangs high, and the blood mist is hazy.

It seems like purgatory here, with a hint of evil and gloom.

Chen Ran felt that the person he was waiting for was very close to him and should be here tonight.

But it was just that night.

The sea near the island was covered with blood waves, and a little girl with bloody clothes and bloody eyes, but fair skin as white as snow walked onto the island.

She looked at Chen Ran, and her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as if they were blood crystal.

"So you're here." She smiled, and she was a little charming.

"You make me feel very disgusted." Chen Ran frowned.

She wasn't the one he wanted to wait for.

When the little girl heard this, she suddenly laughed like a silver bell and said, "You have become like this because of me, of course you have to hate me."

"If you stay here, I will not be able to help but act." Chen Ran's somewhat confused eyes rarely showed murderous intent.

"Haha, my memory is still so fierce. I like you so much. If it were the case before, I would definitely not be willing to kill you." The little girl chuckled.

"You can't kill me." Chen Ran said coldly.

"That's not necessarily the case." The little girl smiled, but walked behind her.

"You'd better come back, otherwise you will be like this for the rest of your life and you will never be able to find your memory again..."

From afar, the little girl's voice came, with joking.

Chen Ran was silent.

For some reason, he was not afraid of little girls. Even if the little girls were arrogant and confident, he felt that it was no big deal.

This confidence seemed to be innate, and even if he lost his memory, he still felt no fear.

He stood on the edge of a cliff and gradually waited.

Sunrise in the east.

A wisp of fish rose from the end of the sea.

Following the warm light, a figure slowly walked towards him.

He is like a god, with a faint light on his body, extremely dazzling.

Chen Ran was stunned, and then a brilliant light emerged in his eyes.

He remembered something.

It turns out that he is just a clone.

The man walking in front of him is his real deity.

He is called the origin of Shinto!

"What happened?" Chen Ran, who has become the body of honoring the king, asked.

"My memory is deprived." Shinto Origin answered.

"The Blood God King is not dead?" Chen Ran raised his eyebrows.

"It shouldn't be dead."
Chapter completed!