After a long time, zihanyu raised his head, wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and his expression recovered its previous indifference.

"Today's event, you should have seen nothing."

Zihanyu said, turning to look at ye Ziheng, looking at ye Ziheng with threatening eyes.

Ye Ziheng was stunned for a moment, but he had to smile and nod.

"Well, then I'll rot him in my stomach."

Zihan didn't say anything more when he saw it. He stood up and was about to leave, but he suddenly thought of something. He turned to look at ye Ziheng.

"I'll find a chance to repay you for saving me just now."

"No..."

"Do you need any more monsters?"

Just opened, ye Ziheng did not have time to say anything, zihanyu said first in a hundred years.

Ye Ziheng takes a look at his storage ring. The monster body inside, plus the monster body that nine guys don't know how to get, is enough to advance to the top 100.

"Well, no, that's enough."

Zihanyu could not help frowning after listening.

"First of all."

With that, he turned around and went straight away.

Ye Ziheng looks at zihanyu's back and shakes his head.

However, he is almost busy now. The body of the monster has been collected enough. You can find a place to rest in peace.

So ye Ziheng found a big tree by the lake and climbed up.

"Boy, don't you plan to kill more monsters, fight for the first place or something? It's a waste of time to do nothing while lying down like this."

The devil's voice came into his mind, and there was a hint of hatred for iron but not steel in his tone.

But ye Ziheng shook his head with a slight smile.

"Come on, I want to have a good rest."

Ye Ziheng said that he really hasn't had a good rest for a long time.

"There is no rest in the road of martial arts. Only continuous efforts and forward rush are the real right way."

Ye Ziheng didn't speak, just smiled and didn't speak.

After thinking for a long time, he began to ask as if he remembered something.

"You seem to have become a little talkative recently."

"Yes?"

"Yes."

Ye Ziheng replied positively, then asked slowly.

"Have you recovered a lot?"

The LORD was silent for a while.

"Well, it's recovering gradually. It seems to have something to do with your cultivation. The higher your cultivation is, the more my memory will recover."

"Well, then you have to thank me."

Ye Ziheng laughs.

But the devil is a laugh, against the road.

"Thank you? Don't you thank me? Don't forget that my memory has saved you several times. "

Ye Ziheng laughs but doesn't speak. After a pause, he asked again.

"Then how far have you recovered your memory now? Do you remember what you did and how you died? "

Judging from the various performances of the demon lord, ye Ziheng can be sure that he was definitely not an ordinary person before his death. If nothing else, just this book of blood sacrifice formula is enough to surpass all the functions of the holy empire in ye Ziheng's mind. As for the unexplained inheritance and functions, whether they can be compared with those of blood sacrifice formula, ye Ziheng is not so good It's clear.

The Lord didn't immediately answer ye Ziheng, but he was silent for a long time. Finally, he took a long breath and said slowly.