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What kind of ghosts are the giant flesh and blood tree transformed by phobia and Ji Zhe? Gao Ming doesn't know, and the flesh and blood fairy can't figure it out either. But they understand one thing, Yan Xizhi, who has become a dream ghost, is also helpless against this giant tree.

Normally, a dream ghost that surpasses the big ghost will form its own death realm, or like the past and future gods, it will weave a "kingdom of God" between the shadow and reality with the help of the faith of countless believers. The situation on the flesh and blood giant tree is completely different. It does not have its own death realm, nor can it weave a nightmare between reality and shadow, but phobia has spread thoroughly in the East District, providing it with fear continuously, as if the entire East District of the Hanhai in reality has become its death realm.

This situation has never been seen by the flesh and blood fairy, and Gao Ming, who has died so many times, has never seen it either. It can even be said that his old classmate Ji Zhe got rid of the shackles of fate before him.

Ji Zhe: "You want to take me to a good place? Where? Are you lying to me? You all left, leaving me alone here."

The bloody words on the screen revealed deep resentment, and each one seemed to be a curse on the living beings, but Ji Zhe himself didn't care about these. He still sent messages in the classmates group as before.

Before Gao Ming arrived, the class 13 reunion group had become a dead group in various senses.

Gao Ming: "Your branches and leaves touch the sky, and your roots take root in the dark river. You can see farther than we can, so you should also feel that this city is like a prison, which prevents you from being truly free."

Ji Zhe: "It's okay, hahahaha."

Gao Ming: "I came here this time to take you outside the city, let your roots extend into the black fog, and extend to the land outside the cage to see whether it is death or pure land."

Xishan: "The group is alive, damn."

Ji Zhe: "What should I do? Although I am one of the very few chosen, I can't control my own power now."

Gao Ming: "Where is your will hidden in the giant tree?"

Ji Zhe: "In the center of the auditorium."

Putting away his phone, Gao Ming didn't look at the emoticons Xishan sent later, and went straight to the auditorium.

Let the flesh and blood ghosts peel off the layers of branches and leaves, and Gao Ming found Ji Zhe deep underground in the center of the auditorium.

Ji Zhe has now completely become one with the flesh-and-blood giant tree, with roots piercing through his flesh and blood, piercing his soul.

The bright red leaves fell in front of Gao Ming, and Ji Zhe's eyes were closed, as if he had been dead for a long time.

"Old classmate?"

Ji Zhe in front of him did not respond, but Gao Ming's phone kept vibrating. He looked down and found that Ji Zhe and Xishan were chatting about life in the group.

"Ji Zhe is obviously dead, who is chatting with Xishan in the group? Ji Zhe's ghost? Or a phobic puppet?" Gao Ming took out a drop of the heart blood of the flesh-and-blood ghost and dripped it into Ji Zhe's mouth. The giant tree connecting the sky and the earth seemed to tremble, and the canopy that almost covered the sky of Hande Private College began to grow again, and the smell of blood became stronger.

Ji Zhe: "Gao Ming, Gao Ming! What is that you gave me to eat? It smells so good! More!"

Ji Zhe in the group chat kept sending messages, and occasionally patted Gao Ming's chat avatar. His blood-red text was like a ghost asking for his life, and normal people would feel very uncomfortable when they saw it.

Gao Ming communicated with the flesh and blood ghost god. The other party could sense that the flesh and blood giant tree was flowing with the same power as his, but there was no way to swallow it.

Frowning slightly, Gao Ming took out the phobia portrait. He didn't want to hurt the flesh and blood giant tree, but was just trying to see if he could bring part of the giant tree into the black fog.

Ji Zhe: "Brother, what is that in your hand! Why do I feel a little familiar?"

Gao Ming: "The tree can't move, I'll try to see if I can take a part of it out first."

Ji Zhe: "Don't bother so much, you dig open my stomach, neck and brain."

The cruel remarks made Xishan shut up and also dispelled the desire of several other classmates to send messages.

The Flesh and Blood Fairy touched the body of Ji Zhe and the Flesh and Blood Giant Tree, and actually found three fist-sized seeds in the places Ji Zhe mentioned.

The seed in the brain was engraved with Ji Zhe's face, the one in the stomach seemed to hide a deformed doll, and the seed in the neck was the strangest, with human face patterns all over it, as if countless human figures overlapped together.

Ji Zhe: "Originally, the giant tree had no seeds, but I saw that this was not okay. How can plants reproduce without seeds? Strangely enough, under my constant thinking and improvement, this tree of gods actually bred three seeds of fear in my body."

Looking at Ji Zhe's group chat, not only the surviving classmates, but also Gao Ming's pupils shrank.

Phobia can materialize people's imagination. The Flesh and Blood Giant Tree is formed by the superposition of countless terrifying intentions. It itself is a monster that exists in imagination, but Ji Zhe has been using his imagination to make up for the weaknesses and loopholes of the giant tree bit by bit these days.

Ji Zhe: "The world is in chaos. When I truly master this power, I will save you!"

Gao Ming: "Thank you for your kindness. This time I will go to Xiao'an Town on the edge of the city. After I figure out the cause of the black fog, I will take a car to the tunnel where we had an accident many years ago. If you are interested, you can also come with me."

Ji Zhe: "My rhizomes are growing wildly under the vast sea, but no one knows about it. Give me a few days and watch me crawl directly over."

Ji Zhe sent a dark and crawling emoticon, but no one responded to his humor except Xishan, who was extremely sensitive to thigh hugging.

Putting away the three seeds, Gao Ming didn't care what Ji Zhe said. He came mainly to see Yan Xizhi this time.

Zhang Ding and others were seriously injured, but they also tested some of the General Bureau of Investigation's trump cards, which made him feel very insecure.

After entering the office building, Gao Ming went straight to the principal's office. As soon as he opened the wooden door of the office, a strong rotten smell came from the room.

Then a faint black mist enveloped Gao Ming's sight, and he saw Yan Xizhi sitting at his desk. This prim and serious old lady had multiple huge wounds that could not be healed on her forehead, neck, and body. The black mist drifted out from the wound.

"The black mist comes from Meng Gui's wound?" Gao Ming originally wanted to ask Yan Xizhi for help, but the other person's appearance was much more miserable than he imagined: "Principal Yan, who caused your injuries? This Hande Private Academy Where are the other students here?”

Opening her eyes, it took a long time for Yan Xizhi's pupils to focus. She took a deep look at Gao Ming: "A few days ago, black fog suddenly appeared in the outer suburbs of the East District. I went in."