Jin Zhonghuan ran forward frantically, and he turned into a phantom, walking through the path between the woods. A tragic scar extends from his right rib to his left shoulder. Through the wound, he could see the white bones, but he didn't even have time to stop bandaging the wound, and just flee to the distance frantically.

"Don't remember my sword. Every time you recall it, it's equivalent to facing this sword again..." Chen Ang's words suddenly appeared in Jin Jung-hwan's mind, and he didn't wait for him to shout: "No!"

An indescribable sword light appeared in his memory.

Then, as visible to the naked eye, Jin Zhonghuan's body shook violently, as if an invisible sword energy came out from an unimaginable place, blood splattered, and another two-inch deep wound appeared on his back. Looking at other parts of Jin Zhonghuan's body, dozens of knife marks of all sizes were streaking on his body.

"Can't think! Can't think! You'll die if you think, you'll die!" Kim Jung-hwan roared wildly, running forward with all his strength, hoping that extreme fatigue would make him forget the nightmare in his memory.

He had already understood that the projection was not Chen Ang's true body, but Chen Ang in Cui Jinghui's memory. Cui Jinghui saw Chen Ang's appearance and remembered him in his heart. Chen Ang could survive in his memory. If he hadn't reacted at the last moment and killed Cui Jinghui with one sword, he would have died in Chen Ang's sword.

Even so, he was hit by Chen Ang's half sword, and he almost stopped him from slashing. The half sword was also engraved in his consciousness. As long as he recalled it, he would face the moment when Chen Ang killed him again.

"You can't avoid it, you can't lock the trajectory, you can't see where you come from, you can't predict where you return... That's a sword from God!" Kim Jung-hwan couldn't control his consciousness to trace the sword. As soon as the memory of that moment emerged, he felt the sharpness that made him creepy. This time, two thoughts appeared on the sword light, and another wound that could see the bones on his body was deep.

"At most, I can only bear five thoughts. After five thoughts, the injury I suffered will be fatal. And I have a premonition... As long as I recall the sword light that has passed ten thoughts, half of his unused sword will appear again. This time I am the one who will write it down. Unless I kill myself, I will definitely die!"

While Kim Jung-hwan tried his best to avoid recalling the sword light, he was also trying his best to analyze it with all his wisdom.

"I can never meet the team members now. Although they did not face the sword directly, they also remembered some information at that moment. When they were with them, that sword would be complete immediately and kill us! Even if they only communicated with them, there was a danger of making the imprint in my spirit complete."

"Just one knife, just one knife!... He is not a Jiuxing at all, a bastard from the Tianjiao team..." Jin Zhonghuan felt sad and angry in his heart: "He is a strong man at the level of the God and Demon Breaking the Pass!!!"

This time, five thoughts emerged from the sword light in my memory, killing Jin Zhonghuan with one knife until he died frequently.

Trying to forget that memory, Kim Jong-hwan knelt on the ground, the wound on his body was numb, and the strengthened human bloodline in the perfect biological column tried to restore his life. The granulation near the wound was squirming, trying hard to heal, but when they glued together again, it seemed as if time was back, the wound immediately returned to its original state.

"This is... the cell remembers the wound!" A female figure fell in front of Kim Jong-hwan and stroked his wound and said, "Can the cells of the human column remember such harm, and even fear healing... Jung-hwan, what kind of master have you gotten into?"

"Li Zaichun and the others looked scared. Even if the Lord God is in his heart, it may be like this! What did you encounter? Why do you have to save you, someone who doesn't know anything?"

The woman took out a blood-red liquid, strangled Jin Zhonghuan's mouth, and poured it into his throat.

Then she lifted Kim Jung-hwan's clothes and tried to use her will to wipe away the memory of cells near the wound. As soon as she touched the wound, the woman felt a knife light in her consciousness and couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood. The woman supported her head, which seemed to have been cut off, and cried out in pain: "Hell, what is this?"

Fortunately, he obtained foreign aid. The powerful cell vitality of the perfect creature of the pillar finally had the opportunity to fight back. In conjunction with the woman's spiritual magic, he wiped away the will of the wounds on Jin Zhonghuan's body bit by bit. I don't know how long it took. Except for the wound on the right rib to the left shoulder, the woman dared not touch it, the other wounds finally healed.

"Kang Taeyeon, if you don't come... I'll almost die!" Kim Jung-hwan stroked Kang Taeyeon's face and said with a wry smile.

"What happened to you? Why did that bitch Park Soon Si die like this? Why did Choi Jinghui beheaded by your substitute? They didn't dare to tell me, Junghwa! You must tell me!" Kang Taeyeon asked.

"We met a very terrible enemy. He borrowed Choi Jinghui's body to kill us. Park Soon Si, Liu Ranxi and the others were all dead! Taeyeon, promise me, if you see a very dazzling sword light blooming from my body, you will kill me!" Kim Jung-hwan pinched her hand and repeated very solemnly: "You must kill me! Do you understand? Taeyeon?"

"Answer me!" he asked loudly.

"I understand!" Taeyeon said crying.

Kim Jung-hwan looked at Taeyeon's painful eyes and whimpered: "Just understand, otherwise we will all die!"

"I'm so arrogant, Taeyeon! That person is something that our team cannot deal with... No, it should be said that he is an existence that all of us reincarnated people combined and cannot compete with... If you want to survive, only all the teams will unite! You even have to unite this world to oppose them in the plot powerhouse... Facing that knife, Taeyeon, I only think of you, I want to live with you!"

Kim Jung-hwan cried bitterly, "I want to live with you!" He stuffed a stone arrow into Kang Taeyeon's palm, and Taeyeon asked in panic: "What's wrong? Jung-hwan? What's wrong? Why did you suddenly say such things?"

Kim Jung-hwan looked at the illusion of Chen Ang in front of him that only he could see. He hugged Taeyeon in his arms, held his head up and let tears drop on Taeyeon, cold...

Taeyeon looked at Kim Jung-hwan's resolute eyes in fear and felt the cold tears on her skin.

Then in her unbelievable eyes, a sword light emerged from Jin Zhonghuan's body, and then his head fell down.

"No..." Kang Taeyeon cried wildly, bathing in Kim Jung-hwan's blood, she held up his head, and almost broke down.

A familiar word sounded in her ears: "Six thoughts have passed! Useless... Taeyeon, kill me! Unexpectedly, the more I don't want to recall, the clearer it will be! No!" Kang Taeyeon cried bitterly: "You can still survive, Junghwa, you are a person from the pillar. As long as you have the essence of a vampire's life, you can still survive!"

"Don't look... Taeyeon, don't look!" Kim Jung-hwan's blood blocked Kang Taeyeon's eyes, but it could not stop the sword light and figure in her eyes from becoming clearer. The scene of Chen Ang's smile and waving the knife seemed to appear clearly in front of her again.

"Use this stone arrow that can create a substitute to offer it to the Shenwu Team. My only requirement is to let you survive... Let them establish a contract with the Lord God, and let you survive at the cost of this golden eight-star prop!"

"Tell them that without stone arrows, everyone is dead!"

"Looking into my eyes, Taeyeon! Remember this moment, forget everything else... Just remember this moment when the two of us were together, don't look at anything, don't think about anything... Be sure to remember me!"

"Remember I love you!"

Kang Taeyeon cried and nodded. In her eyes, there seemed to be only the look of Kim Jong-hwan in her arms, and she could see that Kim Jong-hwan was the only look of her. The phantom of Chen Ang's smile beside her seemed to fade away, and was diluted in her memory and slowly blurred.

Perhaps only love can forget this knife.

"Only the closer I get to death, the more I understand my true heart! Taeyeon, don't avenge me. As long as you reach the Nine Stars alive, there is a way to resurrect me... You must forget hatred. At this moment, I only allow you to remember me. Forget everything else... Forgot!"

Taeyeon nodded cryingly, and the shadow of Chen Ang standing in front of Kim Jung-hwan, finally swung the knife, and his life and the phantom disappeared together. Kang Taeyeon felt the head in his arms lighten, and the last tears filled his eyes.
Chapter completed!