Chapter 333 Chu Fan's Weakness

Subspace.

A bloody Thunder Ape lay on the ground, barely breathing, with a sluggish look in his eyes and blood foaming from his mouth. He was going to die.

Next to him, a palm-sized skull lay quietly, curled up, looking a little weird.

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and a golden light spot appeared. It turned out to be a golden summer cicada.

The golden cicada opened its mouth, and an ant slowly crawled out of it. The red ant was small and looked just like an ordinary ant, but there seemed to be a faint glow in the ant's eyes, as if it had wisdom.

Chu Fan was teleported directly from Xinxiang Continent to the subspace. As soon as he entered the space, he felt a tremor all over his body, a thorough feeling from the soul filled the air, and an inexplicable sadness surged in his heart.

He seemed to have noticed something, raised his head, and looked at the source of all the feelings. There was a small skull humanoid creature, but because it was controlled by others, it was still curled up at this moment. Even so, Chu Fan's eyes were still confused.

He slowly crawled to the little skeleton, and a familiar feeling came over him. Chu Fan felt his body trembling. He was very familiar with this feeling, but he couldn't believe it.

Chu Fan murmured, "Father, mother, elder, is it really you?"

Chu Fan found it difficult to describe the feeling. Looking at the little skeleton in front of him, it was like looking at his former parents, looking at the elder who taught by example, Chu Fan felt suffocated for a moment.

Father, mother, elder, and all the people of the Gaoshan tribe died in that disaster. How could there still be their breath?

Kaka!

The little skeleton seemed to be awakened by something, and began to stretch from its curled body, like a child who had just woken up. It soon stood in place, shook its head, looked at the little ant on the ground, and was a little confused for a moment.

When the little skeleton stood up and stared at Chu Fan, Chu Fan's tears instantly burst out, and his eyes flashed. Chu Fan was extremely sad. His eyes kept flowing over the little skeleton. From the initial doubt, to the later tenderness, and then to the grief that was difficult to attach, Chu Fan's emotions had not fluctuated so much for a long time.

He was now 100% sure that the little skeleton in front of him was the bones of his parents, the elders, and the tribesmen. But for some reason, the little skeleton had the feeling of every tribesman.

And how did all the bones seem to have some consciousness.

The little skeleton squatted on the ground, lowered his head, and stared at the little ant on the ground. For some reason, it also had a familiar feeling, as if it was the closest person to it, as if the purpose of its life was to see this little ant again.

The little skeleton stretched out his hand and touched Chu Fan. Chu Fan did not dodge, but stood quietly in place, allowing the little skeleton to rub him. At this moment, Chu Fan actually closed his eyes, not caring about the danger of the little skeleton. He was just an ant now, and even a level 3 Takuhun warrior could easily crush him.

If the little skeleton exerted a little force, Chu Fan's life would be over.

But Chu Fan seemed to have an inexplicable trust in the little skeleton. With his eyes closed, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes again like a river bank. Chu Fan felt that his mother gently touched his forehead, telling him that men should be strong and not cry easily.

It was his father who patted his head and gave him a thumbs up, saying that he had really grown up and could stand on his own.

It was the elder who slapped his hand severely, admonishing him to practice well, even if not for himself or the tribe, but to protect his parents.

It was the aunts and uncles in the tribe who smiled and greeted him every time they saw him.

In an instant, all the memories that Chu Fan had sealed up came to his mind. He was still a child, and he couldn't hold back any longer, crying, "Father, mother, elder, I miss you."

Although he couldn't understand Chu Fan's voice, the little skeleton could see Chu Fan crying and feel Chu Fan's grief. The hand that had been stroking Chu Fan suddenly stopped, and he was a little flustered. Was he too hard, making Chu Fan a little uncomfortable?

The flustered little skeleton opened his mouth in a hurry, wanting to make a sound, but he found that he couldn't speak at all, and couldn't even make a sound. Only the light in his eyes flashed, and the little skeleton's panic was obvious.

Suddenly, the little skeleton froze, and his whole body froze in place. It seemed to notice something, and quickly reached out to touch Chu Fan again, but the outstretched skeleton hand instantly turned into powder.

Not only the skeleton hand, but along the skeleton hand, the whole body of the little skeleton began to gradually collapse, turning into a handful of powder, falling to the ground, and falling on Chu Fan.

Chu Fan raised his head quickly and saw the collapse of the little skeleton. His heart was suddenly pinched by someone, and a suffocating feeling came over him. He couldn't even think about what happened at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, the little skeleton was completely turned into powder and fell to the ground.

Chu Fan's soul was gone, but he still stood there motionless. At the moment when the little skeleton disappeared, he vaguely saw the little skeleton's mouth opening and closing, as if speaking. No sound could be heard, but from the shape of his mouth, it was two words.

"Xiao Fan."

Xiao Fan, this is the name called by his father, mother, elder, and all the aunts and uncles of the tribe. His nickname is Xiao Fan.

Chu Fan's defense was broken, and he looked at the powder on the ground. He was in great grief, shaking and sobbing. If he had any doubts before, the two words that the little skeleton shouted before it disappeared really confirmed that the little skeleton was the bones of his parents, the bones of the great elder, and the bones of all the tribesmen.

Chu Fan didn't know how long he was sad, and he stayed where he was. He felt so lonely, really so lonely. Even though he had countless insects and could control the freely changing golden cicada, he still felt so lonely.

All along, he was the only one who was walking on thin ice and living in this dangerous world. Even if he met a girl who made his heart beat, the girl had not woken up yet. How different was she from his deceased relatives and tribesmen?

Even if Xiaoyu and Mala Rabbit were smart, Chu Fan couldn't tell them about his pain. He was afraid of being weak, and afraid that once he said it, he would never want to move forward again.

All the relatives in the tribe are gone, and the beloved is also asleep. Chu Fan often thinks, how nice it would be if there is someone who can talk to him?

He is not strong at all!!

The ancient tree of the alliance.

In the depths of the Soul Tribe, in a deep palace.

There was a touch of dust in the skinny palm, and the cold figure whispered: "Oh, I finally found it."