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I looked at him hard, trying very hard to remember who he really was. He was a tall, powerful man, and his eyes were cold, and if I had seen him before, I would surely have remembered him.

The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. Memories flashed through my head like images, and he appeared in my mind, as if he had something to do with me, but I couldn't remember who he was.

Without giving us time to recall, there was a brief hubbub behind us, and it seemed that someone was chasing us. He pulled me by the hand and ran forward. There was a cliff in front of us, but he didn't hesitate to bring me down.

I woke up in a strange bed, with a girl a few years older than me on the table. She seemed to be waiting for me for a long time, and I couldn't react for a moment. Where am I now?

He opened his mouth with great difficulty. His mouth was so dry that he could not speak. He looked at his body. There was a tube in his arm. His originally not fat body was now even thinner.

I tried to speak, but my dry throat could only produce 'ah ah' sounds. The girl who was sleeping on her stomach was awakened by me, and when she saw me moving, she first let out a cry of surprise before hurrying over to sit on the edge of my bed, saying in surprise, "You're finally awake, junior brother."

Who is she? I was so familiar with her and called her Junior Brother. I couldn't understand why she called me that. I was so thirsty. I pointed to my mouth and she said, "I know, I know." She saw me in such a difficult situation, and snatched the cup to my mouth. I opened my mouth and realized that water was the source of life, and I drank so hard that I almost choked myself out of it, and when I poured a whole glass of water into my mouth, I felt so good.

My voice wasn't so hoarse, and my body felt much better. I panted for breath, and the girl frowned slightly as she watched me finish my drink. She whispered to me, "Do you still want to drink?" She took the glass and leaned close to me, her mouth open, waiting for me to answer. I smelled her scent, and for a moment it was warm, and this girl gave me the feeling of home.

She should be someone very close to me. I stared into her eyes, very familiar, very familiar, and there seemed to be a myriad of unexplainable feelings between us. A word suddenly popped into my head.

She didn't say anything and just stared at me. She put her hand on my wrist and comforted me, "Junior Brother, you might have just woken up and are still in a bit of a mess. Just wait a bit."

She was very affectionate with me and didn't seem to be faking it. Was she someone important to me? Why do I feel a natural resistance to her, even fear? I shook my head and said nothing.

She touched my hair and said, "It's good that you're awake. I'll call you master later. He'll be very happy when he sees you wake up." Smiling at me, he got up and went downstairs.

As she smiled at me, many strange images flashed through my mind, the blood that filled the sky, the screams of despair, and the image of a person walking towards me. That person kept pressing closer and closer, threatening me, "Come over here, I told you to come over, why didn't you listen to me?"

Thinking of this, I felt a stabbing pain in my head, as though I had touched something. Waves of dizziness hit me, causing me to hurriedly close my eyes.

She seemed to be talking to someone on the phone, and I noticed that my hearing had become very good. I could hear her every move downstairs clearly, and even her words seemed to be in my ears.

In a daze, I felt someone saying, "Great, I've finally woken up. I thought … "Sigh." Master, don't worry. I will be fine. " Then I went to my bed and put my hand on mine. I felt it was rough, and then a voice said, "It's good that you're awake, it's good that you're awake."

Although I woke up, my body was in pain. I didn't want to get up immediately. When I opened my eyes again, it was already dark outside. There was a small lamp on the bedside table. I tried to get up.

My arms and legs were pitifully thin, and the veins on them could be clearly seen. As I walked down the stairs, the wooden stairs made a slight noise. When the girl heard this, she hurriedly came over and helped me down.

I smiled at her and realized that the muscles on my face were shriveling up a little. I'm afraid that this smile is pretty ugly, so she helped me to a chair and said to me, "I'm hungry, I've prepared some delicious food for you. I was just about to call you, you came down by yourself, you're still feeling a little weak.

She made me a meal and brought me a bowl of soup made from Chinese medicine. She sat beside me and smiled at me. I saw that she treated me so well. I really couldn't bear to ask her who she was.

Although I was a bit hungry, I ate very slowly. After finishing her meal, she quickly tidied up. After hesitating for a long time, I finally said, "Thank you." As she was busy, she said, "Why are you being so polite to me?"

After a few days of this, the old man would come visit me every day. The girl called him 'Master', and one day, I saw the old man blurted out 'Master'. He hugged me in surprise and said, "Great, you're finally back."

After calling her Master, my memories finally returned. I remembered my Master and Senior Sister, as well as my Senior Brother from the hospital, my parents, my time at school, everything that happened to me. I understood why Master said, "You're finally back." Indeed, if a person's memories were changed, would that person still be the same person? In fact, people live forever in memory.

At the same time, I felt that my body had also changed a lot. When I had just woken up, my body had become as weak as a refugee from Africa, and now that my body was recovering at an astonishing rate every day, I became stronger and stronger than before, and even I was as tall as my senior sister, and my senses were also terrifyingly sensitive, and if I wanted to hear a voice from far away, I would be able to hear it very clearly. I could see people very clearly even if I wanted to, but Master said that the fox blood in my body had almost completely fused with my own blood.

Master told me that I had been struck by the evil spirits' resentment and that these illusions were formed by the release of resentment. I had been tormented in that illusory world for a long time, and the time that I spent in that illusory world seemed to be longer than three months, because the time that the illusory world took to form was different from the real world, depending on the strength of the resentment. Moreover, the resentment of the evil spirits I provoked was terrifyingly strong, and I did not know how many years of grievances I had provoked.

I remembered the person who rescued me. My memories of the environment were blurry, but I still remembered the rough outline. Of all the people I know, he was the only one who fit that description, Chang Tianba.

After I fell into the illusory world, Master and Senior Sister tried everything they could to not wake me up, so Master could only activate the formation. The formation of the "Thousand Li Yang Reversion Formation" is a forbidden art, and although most of the so-called forbidden arts are tyrannical, the price they have to pay is also much more, and it is filled with uncertainty, so I didn't dare to use it easily. This is a formation that can bring people into the illusory world, depending on the power of the caster, it is said that those who are powerful enough to freely enter the Yin Yang Two Realms to avoid ghosts.

This formation required the user's life force to be at full power. A normal person's life force was weak, so even if they sacrificed their life they still might not be able to activate this formation.

On the third day of my coma, Chang Tianba sensed my difference, and at that time, my spirit entered into the world I loved, but I was unable to come out, moreover, my spirit suffered so much, causing my body to become extremely weak, with only light breathing and a heartbeat. Chang Tianba came to the shop to find me, and through his senior sister and master he found out about my situation, and when he found out that his master was going to use a forbidden technique to rescue me, he told me that he was going to send him to the illusion world.

It was very likely that he would also sink into the same world as me. That way, no one would be able to activate the "Thousand Li Yang Reversion Formation", and master and I would never be able to come out again. As time passed, the mortal world's flesh and blood would be destroyed, and we would truly be in an irrecoverable situation.

After thinking about it again and again, my master finally agreed to Chang Tianba's request. Although my master doesn't understand him well, my strength has decreased a lot, and my senior doesn't have enough power. Chang Tianba saved me before, and he is also my Immortal, so I can only place my hopes on him.

On the tenth day of my coma, Master sent Chang Tianba to the Illusionary World where I was, and I lost consciousness for three months. In other words, Chang Tianba and I spent eighty days in the Illusionary World, and Master calculated that, according to the intensity of the resentment in my body, one day in the mortal world would be around 108 days in the Illusionary World. In other words, I and Chang Tianba spent 8,000 days and 21 years in the Illusionary World, and during this 21 year, Chang Tianba took me everywhere to kill me.

After Chang Tianba entered the illusory world to protect me, he would naturally vent his anger on me. Even though Chang Tianba's cultivation is profound, he has never been attacked by countless monsters every single night for twenty-one years, and has always been killed until he was drenched in blood. In the end, he was torn to pieces by the monsters, and as long as our bodies are still alive, we won't die in the illusory world.