Finally, he used his lifelong strength to fill his eyes with tears and fulfilled his final wish.

He yelled: "The torch is passed down from generation to generation, and the demon god can be killed!"

He is dead.

There was nothingness in front of him. Even though Zhang Ming had been mentally prepared, the fear of death still lingers in the depths of his soul and cannot stop for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhang Ming, who was in a daze, touched the purple lightning.

"So!" Under the guidance of the purple current, Zhang Ming once again returned to reality from nothingness.

There was a bright incandescent lamp above my head, and Xiaobai and Brother Hao were looking at him with their heads protrudingly.

"Oh shit……"

Zhang Ming rubbed his temples that were beating and ripped with pain, and found himself lying on the deck of the sailboat. The familiar environment brought him a subtle sense of security.

The memories I read this time, even though Lan Jingren, who died of death, even though he was mentally prepared, still caused him a drop in his mental value of 1,000 points. The great fear between life and death is really outrageous.

Zhang Ming patted his hot forehead and knew that it was the result and he had to recuperate for a while.

The big pelican standing on the side proudly "gathered" and said that it was it who brought Lao Zhang to the deck, so why didn't there be any compensation? There was not even a word of thanks?

"Okay, okay, I owe you a favor to Emperor Bird... It's not right. It's not natural for you Emperor Bird to let me hug my thigh?"

The Bird Emperor once again "gathered" him, whoever wants your favor, get out!

However, at the practical level, it flew to its own deck and happily combed the bird's feathers.

Obviously, during the transportation process, Emperor Bird clamped Emperor Zhang with his mouth a few times, and also measured whether he could swallow it all. Not to mention how happy the whole process was.

Lao Zhang always felt that after being pinched by the Pelican's mouth, the muscles all over his body were a little painful. He endured his mental confusion and limped back to the bedroom to rest.

"This damn possession ability is really a serious sequelae. If it were not forbidden, who would have been willing to read that damn memory!" Zhang Ming said gritting his teeth.

"sleep!"

Fortunately, it was Christmas Eve and nothing happened.

The next day, while his mental state was getting better, Zhang Ming got up early, ate some fish casually, and sorted out yesterday's memory scene.

The fear of death at the end of life was very profound. For the Lan Jing people, the final "last wish" was like a political correctness.

Even if you are afraid of death, you must yell out "The torch can be passed down from generation to generation, and you can kill the demon gods" so that future generations can understand their will.

Zhang Ming still admires this very much. The so-called "no matter how you talk about your actions, no matter how you talk about your heart," as long as you maintain your image until the last moment, the true thoughts in your heart are not very important.

At least to the eyes of others, he is already a tall hero.

He closed his eyes and said silently in his heart: "Memory Library."

The milky white memory space appears in my mind, and there are a lot of memories of an old blue crystal man.

Unlike the books in the bookcase, there is something like a ball of light floating in front of Zhang Ming's eyes. Touching the ball of light gently can feel a lot of content.

In addition to the moment of death, there are also a large number of memorial fragments, and the information he needs may be hidden among these memory fragments.

The memory of Lan Jing people is similar to that of humans, but it is actually fragmentary, like blurry gray and white photos.

Since the Blue Crystal Man had been dead for a long time, the memory I read was not complete and there was no logical main line. So Zhang Ming was a little confused about the logical order of these pictures. They were like a movie with a completely chaotic timeline, piled up in scatteredness.

However, it can also be analyzed that a person's memory with the highest weight is actually childhood.

He spent most of his childhood with his parents, so parents are very important for the growth of children. The Lan Jingren’s parents are very strict, and the phenomenon of chicken and baby is a bit serious, which leads to him being slightly inferior.

Zhang Ming sighed: "A person's lifelong efforts are all about integrating his character that has been formed since childhood."
Chapter completed!