The protagonist's halo is unstoppable [Transmigration Book]

Perhaps the most handsome thing to do at this time is to turn your head and leave, waving with your back to each other, making each other forget about the rivers and lakes.

Feng Zhi wanted to be as calm as possible, but it seemed difficult to turn around.

Looking at the wind and the tightly closed crane eyes, and the bleeding wings.By the way, Feng He is a demon cultivator, so he might be infected by demon energy.

Thinking about it this way, Feng Zhi lost even the reason to be close to Feng He.

Feng Zhi took out the wound medicine and gauze from the storage bag, and took out the spirit liquid to purify the demonic energy.Worried that Feng He would not be able to protect himself, Feng Zhi placed a few more magic weapons.Flipping through the admission warrant for the Baibao Bank auction, thinking that he had no chance to go, Feng Zhi put them on the ground together.To auction something, you need Lingshi.Feng Zhi put down a few more bags of spirit stones, and a few silver tickets that can be exchanged for high-grade spirit stones...

He is like a mother sending off a wanderer who is afraid that she will not have enough left.

Feng He was a little moved, but that's not what he wanted.What he wants is Feng Zhi's apology, what he wants is Feng Zhi's explanation of why he got mixed up with a magic cultivator, and what he wants is Feng Zhi to hug him and tell him that all this is false.

Feng Zhi knew all of this.But he couldn't give wind and respond.

He must stand by the protagonist's side.

Feng Zhi put a bunch of things in front of Feng He, but still didn't say a word.He took out the cloud boat, used magic to move Mo Yuyan up, and left without hesitation.

When Feng Zhi reached the small part of the nail, Feng He finally fell to the ground.That round body was paralyzed in the green grass like a deflated balloon.The ostrich wrapped its small head with its wings, not facing the world.

Feng Zhi looked up at the sky ahead, leaving Feng He behind.

On this side, it is probably a farewell.

After flying aimlessly for a while, Feng Zhi found a deserted mountain to rest.He doesn't know where he's going, with only a groggy protagonist around him.Although he was not completely unconscious, there was only a gap in his eyes, and he could not speak or move.Even the pupils didn't change, as if they were sluggish.In a way, it's not that different from a coma.

【Where should I go? 】Feng Zhi asked Bai Zixin.

In fact, Feng Zhi knew that in their current situation, they could only go to the entrance of the Demon Realm again, and prayed that they could reach the Demon Realm with one hit.

Mo Yuyan's demonization in the second stage has become more and more serious, to the point where there is nowhere to hide.It turned out to be somewhat different from the demon cultivator, but now that he looks like this, his true identity can be seen at a glance.

Feng Zhi's words seemed to sink into the sea, and no one responded to him.

[Bai Zixin?Bai Zixin! 】Feng Zhi called anxiously.He was afraid that Bai Zixin would disappear suddenly like a system.

The system disappeared, the protagonist couldn't move, and if something happened to Bai Zixin, wouldn't he be the only one left in this world?

When Feng Zhi thought of this situation, he yelled in fright.

He kept calling Bai Zixin three words, hoping to get a response.

【Um? 】

It was a very soft voice, but Feng Zhi still heard it.

【is it you?Bai Zixin?Answer me quickly. 】Feng Zhi asked anxiously.He hoped to get a definite answer.

【What's wrong?I'm sleepy. 】

Bai Zixin's words no longer came from his brain, but from his stomach.Feng Zhi caressed his stomach, unable to believe it.

【Where are you? 】Feng Zhi asked.

[In a seed.sleepy.I want to sleep. 】After Bai Zixin finished answering, she fell asleep.No matter how much Fengzhi yelled, he still didn't wake up.

He's really sleepy, let him sleep first.When he wakes up, he will answer Feng Zhi's question carefully.

Why is this happening?

Feng Zhi looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.Could it be that the only person in the world who has independent thinking ability has become Sleeping Beauty?

So what should he do?

Go forward, or camp?With so many entrances to the devil world, which one should he choose?Which one is correct?What formation is there?Can he crack it without the aura of the protagonist?He took the initiative to be intimate without words, could he be illuminated by the halo? ?

Countless questions popped up in Feng Zhi's head in an instant, and exploded, defeating Feng Zhi's remaining sanity.

"Didn't you already admit me? Why did this happen? Why?"

"You're kidding me, aren't you?"

"You are torturing me!"

"You can't kill me, so you're going to drive me crazy!"

Feng Zhi stood up, pointed at the sky and cursed.

He knew that the way of heaven must be seen.He cursed at the top of his lungs.It was the first time he was completely free, no matter what he did, the people in his body would not know, but he used it to curse people.

Feng Zhi tried his best to scold, and came up with all kinds of vicious sentences.But no matter how much he scolds, the world has not changed.

Even when he scolded until his voice was hoarse and his throat hurt, Mo Yuyan was still mentally sluggish, and Bai Zixin was still sleepy.

He knelt down on the ground, hugging Mo and weeping bitterly.

Very helpless.

Really helpless.

No one can help him.

Even give him a response.

Feng Zhi has never realized that he is so weak, so weak that he can only hold Mo Yuyan and cry.No longer strong and decisive, no longer eloquent, no longer brilliant.

He's just a very ordinary, ordinary person.

A silly child who cried and looked for his mother when he couldn't find his way.

"Tell me, what should I do." Feng Zhi kissed Mo Yuyan's lips.I hope to draw a little strength from those gray-black lips.

Mo Yuyan's appearance became more and more terrifying.In the realm of comprehension, there is no magic energy that he can absorb, so he can barely maintain the vicissitudes of life after being absorbed by Xingluo City.

His skin was very fair, making the magic lines on his face even darker.It's a little wrinkled, but it's not the appearance of aging, it's more like the kind of fat man who has lost weight too much, the skin hangs down slightly.The frontal bone is raised, and the two antlers grow to the length of the forearm.The eyes got bigger, but the proportions only made the head look weirder.His hands become claws.Five claws.But they can no longer straighten and close together, they can only close together like an eagle.

Fengzhi couldn't see more.He didn't know if Mo Yuyan's body under his clothes had changed drastically.But no matter what Mo Yuyan became, Feng Zhi decided to treat him well.Try not to use the label of the protagonist to demand the other party.

He put his face on Mo Yuyan's forehead, and put his arms around Mo Yuyan to rest.

He needs to adjust his mood.

Now among the three, he is the only one who can move freely.He must shoulder this responsibility.

If they fall here, they are finished.All of Feng Zhi's arrangements are also finished.

The main character may have his memory cleaned.Bai Zixin may not wake up from sleep.And he will probably face this world completely controlled by the Dao of Heaven.Maybe, Tiandao still has [-] torture methods waiting for him to experience.

I don't know how long I hugged him, my arms were numb, my waist was sore, Feng Zhi started to move his body.

A stone fell to the ground.

Feng Zhi hugged Mo Yuyan, touched the grass twice, and then picked up the stone.

The pattern of the sun like a child's drawing comes into view.This is the throwing stone given by Hua Xiaoyu.

In a daze, Fengzhi remembered what Hua Xiaoyu once swore.

He said: You will soon need my help.within one year.

Could it be that Hua Xiaoyu was talking about the present?

Hua Xiaoyu can see through the true identities of the two of them, maybe it can really help them.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, no matter what the situation is, Feng Zhi has also found his way.

Almost immediately NOW, Feng Zhi carried Mo Yuyan onto the cloud boat, and flew towards Hua Xiaoyu's village using the slingshot.

Fengzhi doesn't need to eat or rest.He flies day and night, just to get there as soon as possible.Mo Yuyan's condition became more and more serious, and he had already entered a coma.

Lonely, he could only hold Mo Yuyan's body that was no longer hot, seeking some comfort.

Nobody chatted with him.

The world was as quiet as if he was left alone.

Feng Zhi began to talk to himself, humming to Mo Yuyan, and by the way chatted about how awesome he was in modern times.He boasted that the electronic products that Mo Yuyan could not understand at all were unparalleled.

During the period, Mo Yuyan's eyelashes seemed to have moved a few times, and it might have been blown by the wind.But Fengzhi still felt that someone was responding to him, so he became more and more talkative.

The place where Hua Xiaoyu lives is very strange.The catapult did not respond when it was near a mountain.Probably Hua Xiaoyu's village is on the mountain.

But this is not an ordinary mountain, looking up, straight into the sky.From the almost vertical cliff, Fengzhi saw the clouds and mist.Quite a bit of Li Bai's mood when he arrived in Bashu, reciting the difficulty of the road to Shu.

Fortunately, no matter how difficult the situation was, Feng Zhi still found a man-made road from the foot of the mountain.This road runs around the mountain, probably the road built by Huaxiaoyu Village.Or, other human villages.

But no matter what, as long as there are villagers nearby, they will always be able to run into each other.

Feng Zhi got off the cloud boat and walked up with Mo Yuyan on his back.Feng Zhi didn't really let Mo Yuyan press down on him, he used a spell to make Mo Yuyan as light as a feather.

He just wanted to go for a walk to ease his current mood.

Probably like a final indulgence.

When he meets passers-by and walks to their village, Feng Zhi will become a handsome man who is calm and breezy again, and nothing can trouble him.

The foot is a yellow mud road, the side is a cliff, but there is a beautiful scenery in the distance.

Life is probably always like this.Everything you see from a distance is always so beautiful, but when you are in it, you will always complain and dislike it.

Imagination is the world's greatest liar.It deceives everyone.But it also attracts everyone, into it.Some people leave when they see the yellow mud road, and some people think that they can overcome the steep mountain road, and only the most patient people can reach the top of the mountain.And the person who reaches the top of the mountain can enjoy the most beautiful sunrise.

Fengzhi, whose legs were sore and waist ache from walking, deceived himself like this.

He knew that he could take out the cloud boat and continue flying, but it was not suitable for him to enjoy it at this time.He feels that everything he is doing now is the retribution caused by the enjoyment at the beginning.

"You two. The mountain road is steep, why don't you get in the car and take a rest." A voice interrupted Feng Zhi's thoughts.

Feng Zhi turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

At some point, an ox cart came behind him.The old scalper looked like a refined bull demon at first glance, and yawned with some contempt for him.There is a kind old man sitting on the bullock cart.He was dressed in coarse linen and had a straw hat on his back.Bare feet, straw sandals placed next to the buttocks, with a little brown mud.

"Great, thank you sir." Feng Zhi raised that friendly smile again, like a rich man in trouble.