"It's time to say goodbye again!"
Suddenly, the Old Ancestor of Yinghuo interjected.
When he spoke, Liu Ruyan, who had initially found it a bit annoying, no longer seemed so bothered.
The reason for her distress was certainly not because she had to part ways with Li Fan again.
After all, Liu Ruyan didn't like Li Fan as much ever since those tentacles grew on his body!
What bothers her is that she has to hide again.
Moving it around is a hassle.
We can't refuse to move.
After all, who can guarantee that she is not the last bloodline of the Liu family?
However, after hearing what the Old Ancestor Yinghuo said, she felt relieved.
Even ancient powerful beings had to flee, which shows how big this upheaval was.
"Asazumi, right!"
On the octopus's face, tiny, bean-sized eyes stared at Chaozhou.
The sight was strangely comical, but Chao Zhou trembled with fear. "S-Senior, I, I am Chao Zhou!"
"I've thought about it carefully, and you're basically beyond medical help now."
"In terms of burial, it's basically just one last shovelful of soil away."
"Of course, I once had a title—miracle doctor, so I want to try if I can save you."
"Would you be willing to accept my help?"
Li Fan rambled on and on, but in reality, he didn't want to say so much.
But that seems to be all I can say. It looks like I've been influenced by the mother body.
He's figured out the pattern!
The more it talks, the stronger the mother becomes.
Speaking of which...should we check on the mother's condition?
Okay, let's take a look!
Li Fan stretched out his tentacles, ready to pull out the stone tablet, but then seemed to remember something and flipped Chao Zhou over.
His face was turned towards the burning charcoal below.
To be fair, this level of flame is nothing to a Golden Immortal at the Ninth Heaven.
But the problem is that this behavior is too crazy!
Chaozhou was in a panic.
One second you said I could still be saved, the next you're flipping me over like a piece of roasted meat. What's the meaning of that?
Are you planning to roast me and eat me?
"Goddess Liu, lend a hand!"
Li Fan turned to look at Liu Shen, who understood and pulled out a few willow branches.
Soon, Chaozhou was placed on the fire like a skewer.
He wanted to beg for mercy, but his body was already out of his control.
Danger!
Liu Ruyan turned her head to the other side.
It's unbearable to look at!
It's absolutely unbearable to look at!
Li Fan's divine gold is one thing, but why has Liu Shen's art style also become strange?
Or is it that... I'm just not experienced enough?
Finally, Liu Ruyan also began to question the meaning of life.
As for the Old Ancestor Yinghuo, he was enjoying a peaceful meal of roasted meat on the side.
This stuff smells amazing!
He began to understand the popularity of roasting meat among the Celestials back then.
A meal before battle boosts morale.
After the war, we had a meal to celebrate the victory.
......
Once the child body entered, the entire space of the stone tablet was occupied by the giant octopus tentacles.
The offspring are no match for the giant octopus, not even a hair can satisfy them.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the gifts left behind by the Emperor are just too delicious!"
"These tentacles, if roasted and eaten, could probably feed over a billion people for a year!"
Li Fan thought to himself.
But soon, he thought of something else.
More accurately, it's something else.
A tentacle extended and carried the child to the furnace, which was glowing with firelight.
The stove looked ordinary, like yellow mud that a child casually scooped up from the riverbank, piled up into the shape of a stove, and then a few pieces of firewood were gathered and fired into the shape of a stove.
A law of fantasy worlds: the more ordinary something is, the more extraordinary it is.
The offspring extended its tentacles and gently placed them on the clay furnace.
It wasn't as hot or anything else amazing as I'd imagined; it was just very dry, nothing special.
Li Fan didn't retract his tentacles; instead, he started circling the furnace.
When you turn to the back, a pattern comes into view.
It was a smiling face, a rather ordinary charcoal-black smiling face.
The only thing that made Li Fan want to laugh was the greasy, afro-like hair on that smiling face.
It's like a shadow hastily drawn by a failed art student, abstract to the extreme.
Are you using this thing to test your cadres?
Li Fan thought to himself, "This is ridiculous."
After looking around, I didn't find anything unusual.
After examining all the details above and below, I still couldn't find it.
Li Fan thought for a moment, then his tentacles transformed into a hand, and he reached out to pry something off the stove.
They were hoping to pry out a lump of mud, but the stove remained completely still.
Wait... I remember it was a smiley face!
Why are your eyebrows furrowed now?
Suddenly, Li Fan noticed something.
The abstract face drawn with charcoal has eyebrows that are actually furrowed.
When Li Fan withdrew his hand, his face turned into a smile again.
Try again?
To make sure he wasn't seeing things, Li Fan tried again!
Then, the same thing happened again.
Unlike his frown, this time there was a hint of helplessness on his face.
Li Fan had experienced this kind of helplessness.
Before the apocalypse, he had a cat.
Cats really do have a habit of using their claws.
The water glass on the table was knocked down with a thud.
The helplessness on the dark-faced man's face was probably just like that.
Can we communicate?
Li Fan said to the dark-faced man.
His face was as black as charcoal, and he didn't react at all.
It seems... he's mute!
Or they simply don't want to talk to me.
Li Fan pretended to be deep in thought, then reached out and picked at the yellow mud again.
Although I couldn't pry it off, it was still somewhat interesting.
He suddenly understood why his cat had been so mischievous back then.
...
After playing a few times, Li Fan stopped.
Although he was not quite right now, he hadn't forgotten his main task—exploring the furnace.
As for Chaozhou? Who is Chaozhou?
Putting all that aside, Li Fan crawled into the furnace.
You know what, octopuses really do seem to be good at crawling into stoves.
Thud—
Li Fan burned it!
The entire offspring, like firewood, was ignited by the fire inside the furnace.
When he tried to leave, his entire body had already charred and vanished into thin air.
Thump—thump—thump—
In the last second before the smoke dissipated, he heard the dull thud of the cowhide drum.
As for why it was a cowhide drum, he didn't know; he just felt that the sound came from a cowhide drum.
The wind blows.
A slightly messy hairstyle.
An unfamiliar figure suddenly appeared before Li Fan.
Forget-me-not!
Forget-me-not!
Forget-me-not!
The noisy wind carried a slightly reluctant sound.
......
Forget-me-not?
What does it mean?
Outside the furnace, a hint of doubt flashed in Li Fan's mother's eyes.
But at that moment, he realized something was wrong again.
The child's memory is not shared with the mother's.
Where did the last images and sounds come from?
When Li Fan had this thought, countless images suddenly flooded his mind.
Ninety percent of these scenes are surrounded by endless darkness.
A small part of the noise came from the surroundings.
Faintly, a roaring sound could still be heard.
This is... a offshoot?
Can I share memories now?
It seems... that's not all!
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