Weird and hard to kill? Sorry, I’m the real immortal

Zhou Qingfeng let out a chuckle: "Fang Xiu, you are a smart person, but do you know what the biggest shortcoming of a smart person is? That is, never trusting others easily.

I plucked the strings of fate and set up various layouts, such as Qingshan Mental Hospital, playing cards, and burial grounds, all of which are to cultivate you and constantly imply to you that I am you.

I know you're smart, so I'm sure you won't believe it, but you've been tricked anyway.

How can you be sure that the hint I gave you is to make you believe that you are Zhou Qingfeng, instead of implying that you are not Zhou Qingfeng? "

Zhou Qingfeng's words were tricky, but Fang Xiu instantly understood the meaning, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"The message you've always wanted to convey is... I'm not Zhou Qingfeng!"

"Smart." Zhou Qingfeng praised: "You are a crucial pawn, so it is very difficult to make moves under the gaze of that existence, and it is impossible for him not to notice that there is an extra consciousness in your body.

I waited for a long time, and finally got an opportunity to take advantage of the sleeping existence to strip off the part of myself that hates the weirdness. I must strip off the hatred, otherwise I, who is full of hatred, will not be able to carry out the weirdness of the whole people.

And erase all the self-consciousness of the hate body, and integrate it into your body, in case that existence wakes up and realizes something is wrong.

It can be said that this step is not harmful to you, because the hatred body has no self-awareness, but it has great benefits and can strengthen your consciousness.

Otherwise, why do you think that when you were still an ordinary person, you could look directly at the deceitful god without your consciousness collapsing?

That's because there is a part of the consciousness of the seventh-order powerhouse in your body supporting it!

In order to reawaken this part of consciousness, I have been hinting at you, you are Zhou Qingfeng.

But as a smart person, you will never believe the answers given by others. The more I say you are, the more determined you are in your heart that you are not!

And all I want is for you to believe that you are not!

Because only in this way, the consciousness of the hate body can understand that you are not his body, and then wake up from your body! "

At this time, Fang Xiu completely understood Zhou Qingfeng's plan. He was worthy of being the pinnacle powerhouse of the previous generation, a person who was able to reach the sky, faced the gods without dying, and was once the destiny.

There are two extremes with the current Mandate of Heaven, Yang Ming, one who doesn't use his brain, and the other who uses his brain to the extreme.

At this moment, Fang Xiu fell silent.

It turned out that the emergence of Qingshan Mental Hospital was not for Yang Ming, but for himself.

No wonder why the Qingshan Mental Hospital so coincidentally appeared at the place where I worked.

Zhou Qingfeng's letter was written to himself from beginning to end.

I have walked all the way, every step has the shadow of Zhou Qingfeng, the letter from Qingshan Mental Hospital.....the safe passage left on purpose... Zhou Qingfeng's photo... The Gate to the Other Shore.......The perfect strange potion for the poker organization.....The original mask....The tricky train....The cemetery..... ..The burial place.......Forbidden Heart.......Son of Angels!

It was Zhou Qingfeng who guided his destiny step by step onto the path he designed.

It's no wonder that Zhou Qingfeng clearly knows the number of times he has reverted after death, because part of his consciousness has already been integrated with himself.

Everything he knew, the memory of each reversion, and the recovery of the consciousness of the hatred body, were all known to Zhou Qingfeng.

It turns out that everything is designed.

"It seems that you have fully understood. As I said before, the fate has long been doomed, no matter the fate of the world or you.

No one can escape their fate! "

Fang Xiu didn't reply, there was no trace of emotion on his fair face, only a shadow hanging down.

After a long time, he slowly raised his head and asked a question.

"So...my hatred is also fake?"

"if not?"

At this moment, Fang Xiu seemed to be dead.

Fake!

It's all fake!

He knew very well in his heart that the reason why Zhou Qingfeng explained the plan to himself was to crush his own mind and speed up the seizure.

In fact, Zhou Qingfeng designed everything through the power of fate, Fang Xiu didn't care about it, it was all about helping himself to strengthen his strength.

Even if he fell into Zhou Qingfeng's scheme and caused his own consciousness to split, he didn't care.

But the only thing he cares about... the hatred is fake!

This point really touches Fang Xiu's heart. For him, everything can be false, no matter himself or the world, but only hatred cannot, because it is the only motivation that supports him to live.

His only goal in this life is to make Weird feel pain, to take revenge, and that's what he lives for.

But when hatred becomes false, what's the point of living?

Gradually, Fang Xiu suddenly found that deep in his heart, the hatred for Weird was getting smaller and smaller.

It seemed that some kind of power was peeling off the hatred in his heart. He knew that Zhou Qingfeng's hatred body was constantly waking up, just like the second personality, waking up and starting to take over the body.

Soon, his neck, mouth, and nose were all out of control.

Even Zhou Qingfeng has more and more memories in his mind. From falling to the ground to growing up, every frame of the picture is as real as if he experienced it himself.

These memories rushed towards Fang Xiu's consciousness like a tsunami, constantly eroding his remaining memories.

He began to be confused about who he was, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

who I am?

Fang Xiu?

I should be Zhou Qingfeng.

That's right, I'm Zhou Qingfeng!

I am the pinnacle of the previous era, the savior of Jedi Tiantong, the master of destiny, and the...

No, I'm Fang Xiu!

The prophet Fang Xiu!

Fang Xiu's consciousness was still struggling, but without the support of hatred, he couldn't struggle for too long.

He regained his clarity for a short time, but there was no movement in his eyes, and he was still muttering to himself.

"It's fake, it's all fake, hahaha..."

But laughing and laughing, he stopped.

"Could it be...my hatred for you is also fake...wife."

"No!" Fang Xiu's expression suddenly became ferocious: "I don't believe it!!"

Various images of his wife came back to his mind.

Husband, it's time for breakfast.

A smile appeared on his wife's face.

That was the first time the two met, and then they were killed, kept being killed, he resisted, he begged for mercy, he cried bitterly, and scenes of indelible memories flooded his mind.

"I don't believe even you are fake!!"

"If my hatred for you is also fake, then there is no point in living!"

"Pain manifests. Wife!"

Fang Xiu manipulated the sliver of spirituality that he could only mobilize, and manifested the phantom of his wife.

A graceful and slender figure appeared out of thin air, softening time and astonishing time.