Mountains and seas can be flat

The letter sent by King Yu Yi fully demonstrates the cooperation mode among great powers. There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

The letter is made of white bark, so not many words can be engraved on it.However, a few words are not a blank promise.Before the alliance was reached, the king of Yu Yi first pushed the boat along with the current situation and "don't blame the past." The maiden of Yu Yi ran away with Fang Zheng, and the prince Wei Yu was controlled by Fang Zheng.Hope to let them go back home peacefully.

Moreover, King Yu Yi boldly made a condition that surprised even Fang Zheng:

The king of Yuyi hoped that Fang Zheng's two and sealed dragons could patrol and defend the border of Yuyi. In exchange, he could give Fang Zheng fifty Yu Qiang camp fighters who were just right in age.

Fifty is a lot.A total of 200 Yuqiang camp fighters of the right age are put into use every year.Fang Zheng was stunned at first, and then he thought suspiciously: Let Bing Fenglong patrol the border?Isn't the king of Yuyi afraid that he will command and seal the dragon to destroy the border?And Fenglong can eat golden luan, isn't the king of Yuyi afraid?

In other words, even if there is a threat of this kind of worry, it is not as good as another greater fear.Really no other choice?

Fang Zheng sighed in his heart: The elite fighters can be given away if they say so. The sharp tools of war are used to kill people, and they can also be exchanged.I don't know how these people will accept the decision to be abandoned by the monarch?

Or, is this a conspiracy?Did they actually have other missions?

The more Fang Zheng thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.Yuyi, the so-called "big eastern country", ostensibly advocates the glory of soldiers, but in fact, it uses one set of methods after another in its foreign affairs activities.He has been taught more than once.

But no matter it is true or not, for the Chinese, it is a good opportunity to contact and test Yu Yi.Fang Zheng pretended to agree to this condition, and "kindly" reminded the king of Yuyi that Fenglong would eat luan birds.Don't let the Luanniao wander around the border, stay inside Shoutong Mountain obediently.

Fang Zheng thought to himself: If Bing Fenglong flew to Shoutong Mountain by following the scent, he wouldn't be able to see or hear it.Control the world and control what people eat?Then you will be in a hurry.

King Yu Yi quickly sent Bai Shupi a reply, but added that the so-called national border actually does not stop at the western line where Yu Yi meets Qinglongling, but also includes Yu Yi’s southern Bianze line and the east coast line. I hope Jinlong treats everyone equally ground patrol.

Fang Zheng's surprise and doubts finally got a little answer. There is Jianmu on the far east coast.The ruins left over from ancient times may also be one of the sources of the uneasiness of King Yuyi.

In Zifeng's ambiguous remarks last night, Jianmu was mentioned.This towering tree that can be seen from a distance on the high slope of Qinglongling was once a mountain and sea mystery that Fang Zheng wanted to explore, but now he has unspeakable fear.

——Zifeng, what have you become?How can I bring you back?

There was also the ambiguous sentence "until you gave birth to our..." Fang Zheng could probably guess the meaning behind the words, stunned and angrily thought: nonsense, it is nonsense, he is a man, and a man cannot conceive.He has no reproductive organs at all.This natural law of nature will not change because of any blood.No matter how Zifeng's blood belonged to the ancient dragon beast, it wouldn't be above nature.

Fang Zheng carefully inspected his body with an angry attitude.It can be determined that there is absolutely nothing big under the belly.But if the thing is small, or has no fetal breath, and grows like a tumor in a hidden part of the body, he will not be able to find it.These days his weakness and lethargy at night made him clearly feel that his body has indeed changed.But what and where?Fang Zheng thought irritably, there is no full-body scanning equipment in this era, and he doesn't know what lesions are there, and he can't perform surgery——

Speaking of surgery, Fang Zheng suddenly thought that there are medical talents in the Pagoda of Zu Jiangbai, and they had performed "skin-changing" surgery on Zifeng back then, and they might have seen the threshold of surgery.Although it is not as good as Huaxu's ability to make "heart bypass" devices.But in any case, Fang Zheng immediately issued an order to conduct as many autopsies as needed to further study the mysteries of the human body.For the Shanhai era, the "surgical means" of healing can also promote medical progress and benefit the people.

In the documents that Fang Zheng recited by heart, famous ancient heroes, such as Yu, Qi, and Houji, all had "birth by dissection" records.Dayu's mother was named Xiuji, Qi's mother was named Jiandi, and Houji's mother was named Jiangyuan.They were all noble women from various tribes and tribes. In ancient times, it was difficult to give birth, and they could not give birth normally, so they had to be "cut out" in the end.It is recorded in the literature that there are "cut out" from the back, chest, front, and side ribs.

Fang Zheng couldn't imagine that in the era of such backward medical conditions, if the surgery was not mature enough, whether these heroic mothers would survive.

After the order was issued, Fang Zheng received a reply from the White Pagoda that Zu Jiang's main achievements in surgery were in "surgery" (the name Fang Zheng defined), but he was not concerned with "internal medicine" such as dissection. It's too advocated, but they have a lot of experience in conditioning and strengthening herbal medicine and massage methods.However, in Yuyi Xiazhu and other large patrilineal countries, the patrilineal inheritance system and healthy male babies are very important. In those places, the methods of dissection are very diverse, accompanied by complicated sacrifices.

Fang Zheng instructed them to try their best to grasp the "birth".If a woman is really difficult to give birth, this is one of the ways to improve the survival rate.The utensils, positions and steps of suturing the wound should be well mastered.Since Zu Jiang can do "skin changing" surgery.They have the basic skills of grinding small tools and disinfecting them.Fang Zheng encouraged the normalization of this matter, there was no need to ask divination and divination, and the separation of medical skills and witchcraft was no longer a sacred means of sacrifice, but only an ordinary method of healing.

Only then did Fang Zheng secretly heave a sigh of relief, he didn't want to admit it, even thinking of the slightest possibility would make him irritable.But he had to be patient and plan the worst possibility.If, if there really was Zifeng in him... The veins on his forehead were throbbing, and his fists were clenched black.He's going to do everything he can to get that thing out.He is a man, so he doesn't want to give birth to Zifeng.

Fang Zheng couldn't find Zifeng. If Zifeng didn't want to show up, almost no one could find him.Fang Zheng didn't have time to look for it himself. He gritted his teeth and thought bitterly. Now that his mentality is extremely bad, he might not be able to beat Zifeng up.

Two days later, the scouts reported that the soldiers from Yu Qiang's battalion were indeed on their way, and it was estimated that they would reach Qinglong Ridge in three days.

"Welcome well." Fang Zheng said in a deep voice, his face was blue, and the people around him didn't dare to breathe easily after he got angry just now.

Fang Zheng is indeed angry recently, but he can't blame him for not being angry about what happened in the morning.

In the morning, several newly released and promoted slaves from Badian were not familiar with Fang Zheng's style. They came to "report work" for the first time and suggested "sacrifice".

As soon as they spoke, they saw Jiao desperately winking, but the words had already been spoken, and it was too late to take them back, so Fang Zheng asked solemnly, "What sacrifice?"

They felt that something was wrong, but they could only bite the bullet and said, "You are paying attention to the progress of the flooded tomb these days. If you can offer sacrifices to He Bo, the water should be even bigger."

"He Bo?" Fang Zheng showed a smile, "Who is he? How will he sacrifice?"

"Hebo is the god in charge of water. The big sacrifice is thirty oxen. One cow can be replaced by ten people. The smaller sacrifice is a sheep."

The others stepped aside silently, with expressions of "giving up on saving" on their faces. Sure enough, the next moment, Fang Zheng jumped up and said angrily:

"He Bo is a monarch who died long ago! He God, you might as well be called Bing Yi!? Kill three hundred people to sacrifice!? I promoted you from thousands of slaves, thinking that your brains are not bad. Even if you don't Know me, what kind of large sacrifices have you seen here in the Chinese?! Where are your eyes? Where are your ears? I will not kill without teaching, but I will never let fools stay! Promote you to come here , you are officials and have the right not to work! Now it seems that you don’t have that qualification, so get out of here immediately!”

The two slaves were so frightened that they rolled and crawled away, thinking that Fang Zheng was going to cook them or quarter them, but later found out that Fang Zheng just drove them out of the official class.They can still work by themselves in exchange for food for life, which seems to them an incredible good thing, why didn't Fang Zheng punish them?

Although Fang Zheng's original intention was to let them go back to work hard on their own, it was Fang Zheng's own fault to promote them, and Fang Zheng would not arbitrarily use killing as punishment.But Fang Zheng's ideas were still a little ahead of the curve, and the slaves didn't understand, but rather confused Fang Zheng's reward and punishment intentions.These slaves had never had freedom, so they naturally did not feel that it was a loss to be "driven back to the working class"-for God's sake, they were not even qualified to work for themselves.Here in Fangzheng, there is no complicated official system and huge army to exploit them and desperately support them.They only need to work for a certain period of time during the day to support themselves.You can also relax at night. Of course, this has also contributed to a significant increase in the number of Chinese newborn babies.

They just felt a little embarrassed to face Fang Zheng, but they forgot about it after a while.They have not yet recognized the fact that if everyone worked with the same ability and output, there would be no gap between rich and poor.Inequality does exist, some people can depend on others to live, while some people still need to work, only then will there be classes, which will eventually evolve into power and domination.

In war-torn times, the power class holds more power, which often means more chances of survival.The collision of many forces is accompanied by blood and changes.Invisibly, those slaves pushed themselves away from a relatively safe area.

Fang Zheng had to face the fact that in this era, there was no communication and no media. If he wanted to promulgate any regulations or convey his thoughts, he could only write "notices" in conspicuous places besides sending notices to every household. .In the past, there were few Chinese people, so it was no problem for every household to spread the word.But now including the war slaves who surrendered to Badian, the number is close to [-].

After Fang Zheng violently reiterated his position and attitude towards sacrifices - he can keep his faith and perform sacrifices in private.But it can't be an important part of daily life - he felt that more people need to accept this point of view, so he instructed to record it and engrave it on the big stone next to the landmark where the monument was built in Qinglongling, so that people who come and go can see it The premise is that they know the characters of the Yu Dynasty.Most people don't actually understand it.

So next to the stone inscription, there is a special person who is responsible for reciting the words on the inscription aloud every day.The man can also beat the drum, and read while beating, dubbing the simplest rhythm and rhyme.In the former Yu Dynasty, there was an official in charge of music for Emperor Shun, called Kui, and some people said that he was an ox whose skin was peeled off to make a drum.In any case, when the drum beats, it is the symbolic moment to convey the decision of the Chinese leader.

In the Shanhai era, Xiazhu, which had the largest number of people, only had 20 people.The Chinese now have more than 1 people, and they have high productivity, strong combat effectiveness, and a high survival rate of newborn babies.Fang Zheng is equivalent to owning a small country all at once.The problem was highlighted - most of them did not know each other, and Fang Zheng could only communicate directly with very few residents.This is a great test for his management.Of course, this question will haunt politicians as well for more than the next 4000 years.

Fang Zheng racked his brains, he first planned a fixed trading place - there will soon be more people, and it will become the center of the city later.Then Fang Zheng moved the administrative function department to make it easier for most people to do things.As long as there are matters such as farmland, marriage, lawsuits, disasters, etc., you can quickly get services and help there.

In the past, the people of the Hua nationality deposited their property into the inner cavity of Bingyi.Now there are more people.Fang Zheng was worried that Bingyi would not be able to survive, so he abolished this regulation and let the people store their own private property.Anyway, the Chinese ethnic group is relatively safe and stable, and Fang Zheng has no plans to develop a bank to engage in finance.Frozen Yi is only responsible for preserving the precious treasures in the "national treasury", and He Fang confiscated property to maintain the military and other functional departments, as well as some spare weapons.

Every day, scouts bring news of the waterlogging of Badian.The latest scout brought back a handful of water-soaked soil from inside the capital's tomb.Fang Zheng rewarded the scout, and put the mud in a clay pot to observe carefully. His subordinates didn't know why he had to look at the pile of mud for a long time.

"The earliest cities and countries appeared in fertile river basins..." Fang Zheng murmured something they couldn't understand, "Mud can bring us a lot of information."

Fang Zheng let the mud leak from his fingers, and said: "The soil is black and very fertile. It has absorbed so much water, but it still hasn't completely dispersed. If there is soil, it can be planted, and Badian King's Domain can still resist. Their The resource environment is really good. No wonder they can raise so many snakes. Although the snakes are gone now, it is equivalent to saving them a lot of rations."

Everyone understood this sentence, and Jiao echoed: "The climate in Badian is warm, there is no need to survive the winter, and there is food all year round.".

Fang Zheng turned the clay pot with his hand: "But, they don't have pottery."

Even if the upper class of Badian could use pottery, the common people could not afford it.Badian's climate is humid, their smelting technology is not as good as Yu Yi's, and their pottery level is not as good as Zu Jiang's.The palaces in the capital city of Badian mainly used a large amount of stone materials, and each large stone was excavated from the mountains by slaves little by little before being transported.

"Pottery, not for decoration." Fang Zheng clicked on the pottery pot, "Zu Jiang often sits on the top of Kunlun Mountain, and resources are scarce. Only pottery pots can store food in large quantities. It can be stored for a long time in a dry and cold cellar. Badian is just the opposite .”

— They don’t need to store food, and they can’t.

Fang Zhengdao: "Continue to wait, continue to be sleepy. Their logistics system will definitely collapse, because now, they can't fight more than floods—"

There is also food shortage and disease.Soon, the food in Xiuling will be eaten up, and the flood has blocked the possibility of them going out to hunt. Even if the rice and beans of the season can be harvested, they cannot be stored for long, and they will rot if they are not eaten, bringing a lot of food. bacteria.

Fang Zheng's subordinates were surprised and happy when they heard it, but Fang Zheng didn't give them a chance to praise and flatter them. Instead, he asked them to discuss the "welcome arrangement" for the arrival of fifty Yuqiang camp soldiers tomorrow.

Be sure to make enough gestures on the surface, but you must also take comprehensive precautions.Fang Zheng asked them to put forward different opinions before, and the more he listened to their plans, the more annoyed he became, why were they all so worried.

"The beast clears the way? Is this welcome?!"

"The people are watching by the lake, what if they suddenly explode and hurt people!?"

"Arrest and restrict freedom!? Doesn't the king of Yu Yi just have a reason to go to war!?"

"Set up a guest house next to the sentry post in Qinglongling, and no one is allowed to come in? Do we still have to feed these war machines for free?"

Fang Zheng only felt ringing in his ears, chest tightness and shortness of breath.He ended up shooing everyone away, telling them to come back later and come up with a different solution.After everyone left, Fang Zheng couldn't control it anymore, his eyes went dark and he let himself sit next to the sand table map in the hall.In the hot June, he was sweating all over his body, his eyelids were heavy and astringent, and his limbs seemed to be filled with lead.

He lowered his head and vomited out two lumps of black blood.Symptoms that used to only occur at night began to appear during the day.It was noon now, but he felt as if he was tired in the middle of the night.Fang Zheng was angry and weak.He leaned against the beam, desperate to grab something to hold him up.

Fang Zheng's body was very cold, but there was a fire burning in the depths of the cold, just like the torment he felt in the valley of the Qigong tribe.He misses Zifeng.Reminiscing about the entanglement and sweetness of several confrontations.Zifeng made him develop bad habits.He remembered that he used to take care of the seriously injured and endangered Zifeng day and night, as long as he closed his eyes, the smell of that time was overwhelming.The scent of grass, blood, and wooden barrel bath water soaked in many medicinal materials all turned into the intertwined beauty in front of his eyes.

However, he wanted to grab Zifeng and beat him even more, and his conflicting mentality was intertwined, which made him suffer even more inside and out.

"Tea——" Fang Zheng shouted hoarsely, and the guards at the gate would come in to take care of him. "Tea" has long been discovered by the masses in Badian, and cattle and sheep will become restless after eating this kind of grass, but people are not used to this bitter thing.After Fang Zhengcai came, he taught them how to brew in the sun, and popularized this refreshing drink.

A cup of hot tea was handed to Fang Zheng's mouth, and before Fang Zheng could take it, he started to feed it into his mouth.Fang Zheng was dizzy and couldn't see clearly.While moistening his dry throat, his whole body suddenly fell into a warm embrace.The man hugged him from behind, and put his other arm around him to feed Fang Zheng tea.

"This soup is not sweet at all." The deep and warm voice pressed against Fang Zheng's ear, "It's not as sweet as brother Zheng's water."

It was a bright day, and Fang Zheng's eyes went dark when he heard it. He turned around with difficulty, and with a little effort, he punched the person behind him with a "bang".Who is it if not Zifeng who is hugging him behind his back?Zifeng raised his eyebrows and let Fang Zheng's fist land on him. He didn't hide or retreat, but took a step forward and hugged Fang Zheng tightly in that offensive posture.

Fang Zheng had chest tightness and shortness of breath, dizziness before his eyes, and he almost couldn't catch his breath, and shouted: "Get out!"

"And then?" Brother Zheng, what else do you want to do? "Zifeng's eyes were red, and with a smile, he grabbed Fang Zheng's sweaty hand and pressed it on the scar on his chest, "Another stab here?You can also try other places, as long as Brother Zheng is happy. "

"Xiao Feng, if there is only one person in this world who wants you to survive." Fang Zheng panted with difficulty, feeling like his whole body would fall apart, "You know that person is me."

"Of course I know." Zifeng gently began to press Fang Zheng's back. Wherever his hands moved, the chill in Fang Zheng's body gradually eased. Feng Xuehong's pupils reflected his appearance earnestly, "Brother Zheng treats me best."

"So this is how you repay me?" Fang Zheng was able to speak a little bit out of breath, showing a desperate expression, "Do you make me so half-dead, weak and uncomfortable?"

Zifeng restrained Fang Zheng with one hand to prevent him from struggling, and massaged Fang Zheng with the other hand to revitalize his blood flow, "So I came to help brother Zheng relieve it, does it feel better?"

"I want another solution." Fang Zheng gritted his teeth, "I will never, never give birth to you."

Zifeng shook his head, and brushed Fang Zheng's cheek with his hand, "Brother Zheng, do you think that if you open up any organ in the stomach or chest cavity, you will find a fetus similar to yours, and then pull it out and finish the job? Blood species It wasn't conceived like this." Zifeng looked at Fang Zheng obsessively and affectionately, "In your blood, every drop has...that's me and your blood—don't worry, you'll be fine, I I can't bear it. Although I have to temporarily make you uncomfortable for a while. You human mothers are also very hard... It's great, when I asked for you for the first time, I wanted Brother Zheng to give me a baby."

Fang Zheng was incomprehensible and horrified, what does it mean to be in every drop of blood?Is there any blood transfusion technology in this era, and can he replace them all?Why can he be a man?Or is it that the rules for breeding blood species are different from those of humans?However, before he had time to think about these problems, Fang Zheng felt another kind of numbness rising from his spine in his limbs, which had gradually regained consciousness.

"Brother Zheng, your...you are saying you miss me."

There are large piles of colorful silk cloth hanging down from the beams and pillars, which were woven by the women of Canfang to decorate the meeting place of the chiefs.They hung down on Fang Zheng's opened skirt, floating slightly with the wind.

There were a few muffled torso fighting sounds from the gauze curtain, and there was a ripping sound, and a large piece of the curtain was torn to pieces and fell to the ground.The snow-white silk cloth was squeezed together, repeatedly flattened, and then soaked.

Under the empty beams, there is a chair made of birch branches tilted. The table legs have been removed, and one end is tied with a curtain, and the end of the curtain is twisted into a rope and tied to two wrists.

"I can still make you happy like this, Brother Zheng..."

"My officials will come back later—now in broad daylight, you have knocked out my guards again—many people are nearby—" Fang Zheng was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say.

"That's right, I don't mind letting everyone know that brother Zheng is mine, but you are everywhere... If someone sees your appearance, I don't know how many people I will kill." Zifeng smiled lowly , hugged Fang Zheng, and walked towards the passage leading to Fang Zheng's house through the back door.

From the meeting place to the volcanic ash house that Fang Zheng built himself, he needed to pass through a wind and rain corridor, which was usually patrolled by guards.But when Fang Zheng was carried over, he found that they had already been fainted by Zifeng, and they were lying on the side of the road unsteadily.

"You can't do this!" This is the most chilling change for Fang Zheng, "You can't knock people unconscious! Kill people! If you are always like this, then there is nothing wrong with Qixi wanting to kill you!"

"Brother Zheng, is it wrong for people to kill ants?" Zifeng raised his eyebrows.

"I'm also an ant!" Fang Zheng roared, "Aren't you disgusting when people and ants do you?",

"This is the strangest thing." Zifeng played with taste, "I still want to have a baby with you. Fascinated and incomprehensible. It seems that I have not changed."

Fang Zheng couldn't move, his eye sockets were cracked with blood red.Zifeng kicked open the door of Fang Zheng's room, threw Fang Zheng on the bed, closed the door and window again, and watched Fang Zheng lying on the bed with his limbs bound.Fang Zheng also stared back, trembling in pain.

——No, you still changed.You are not the Xiao Feng who is willing to die for me, you don't want to listen to me, you don't want to respect me, you only regard me as something to satisfy...You ignore my pain and rejection, you force me.And you know I can't resist.Because I still have warm memories of you in my heart, and I want to save you.At the beginning, you let me come to Zu Jiang and killed myself to get rid of heartworms, and you were sure that I would never abandon you.You're such a selfish, willful brat.

Zifeng smiled lightly, his smile was still so handsome and charming.Fang Zheng could more intuitively see the difference between Zifeng's body and those monsters - how could he be?The streamline is undulating, the texture is clear, and blood vessels can even be seen under the skin.Such a vigorous vitality, just look at the appearance, what a vigorous human youth.

But his skin was as hard as iron, invulnerable and hard, just like his heart, which would never soften again.

"Brother Zheng, I still like you so much." Zifeng's tone was a little unbelievably exaggerated, like a child.

Fang Zheng is full of worries about his changes. Since he came to this mysterious and wild age of mountains and seas, he has felt the disparity in power between human beings and other creatures in nature time and time again.But there has never been such a time as now, when he intuitively realized that the beyond reach was so deeply entangled with his future.Fang Zheng's heart was full of nostalgia for this world and fear of the future, and he closed his eyes in pain.

"Xiao Feng..." Fang Zheng couldn't utter a complete sentence, and he didn't know what he was asking for. He held a familiar and strange body in his arms, which made him love and hate so much.In the future visible to the naked eye, the other party made it clear that he would "give birth" to a different bloodline.Those things were planted by Zifeng when he was... in the cave before, and now they are all over his blood?

Zifeng's appearance has not changed, his voice is still clear and clear, but his speech other than dirty words is dangerous and cruel.He's the most dangerous kind of kid, with great power and twisted morals, who can do as he pleases.

"Don't be afraid, brother Zheng, I won't kill the ants around you. I also fainted the bunch of ants who came to look for you, so I can't disturb us. As for tomorrow, what do you want to do with the fifty ants sent by the old man Yu Yi?" Little bugs, you can do whatever you want. Because I am by your side, if they are any threat, I will kill them. The same goes for everyone else. I want to kill them, just like crushing ants."

"I don't like you killing people! You can't just—" Fang Zheng gasped as he wept, perhaps it was also a memorial tear.

"But I like it." Zifeng licked his lips, "However, I don't like Brother Zheng more than that. So..."

Having said that, Fang Zheng also understands that this kind of "like" is only limited to the flesh.Although the other party has all the memories of being a human being, he has completely viewed the world from the level of a self-proclaimed higher-level alien creature, including viewing Fang Zheng, perhaps as a more preferred ant, and It's like keeping a small pet, but it's still essentially something.

It's similar to Zifeng's mentality when he wanted to treat Fang Zheng as a slave a long time ago, and gave him peony seeds and barbecued meat for him.

Only Zifeng continued:

"So, if I stay with you for a while, I will kill fewer people. Brother Zheng, only you have given me warmth among the living people in this world. The others are either afraid, or have been using, chasing, or Frame me. Except for you, I don't like all other ants. I don't know if I will clean up your ant kingdom one day. This thing is too much trouble for you...unless you can satisfy me."

Fang Zheng laughed back angrily: "Actually...you...is this a threat?"

Zifeng shook his head in disbelief: "Threat? I'm sorry, brother Zheng, although I like you very much, but don't overestimate your weak ability." Zifeng's expression that was occupied by... Here is biting arrogance.

"This is the condition. You can choose, so can I." Zifeng stroked his cheek and said softly.

Fang Zheng screamed, then closed his eyes, with a hopeless smile.After a long time, he opened his eyes, his expression was calm, and he said slowly in an emotionless tone: "Okay, as you like. Besides——"

Fang Zheng stretched out his hand to touch..., and said indifferently: "Besides, not only is it not difficult, don't you know, it's quite enjoyable for me?"

"I hope you can always enjoy it like this." Zifeng smiled presumptuously, and Fang Zheng fell into a dazzled daze for a moment.In the red pupils studded with stars, abundant meteors streaked across in profusion.They burned up on the ground and turned into stepping stones.It fell into the depths of the hot earth flowing with molten magma.

After a while, Fang Zheng could feel the meaning behind that smile even more.

After the awakening of Zifeng's bloodline...and..., far beyond Fang Zheng's imagination.During the few days when he was imprisoned by the animalized Zifeng, Fang Zheng experienced a little bit.At that time, Zifeng's ability was not fully awakened.It's been too much.Now he knows what is...

"Brother Zheng, you said, let me find myself first. Then you might like me one day. I used to care a lot, how much you liked me."

Fang Zheng's eyes dimmed.He heard the other party's murmur intermittently while he was semi-faint.

"But I have found it. This is the real me. From now on, I don't care if you have complaints against me." Zifeng whispered next to his ear, "As long as I have enough strength, I can trap you forever By my side. I don't depend on your handouts for what you like."

Fang Zheng thought in the suffocation as if drowning, Zifeng, the child who was extremely insecure at the beginning, has been catalyzed by blood to become a tyrant with a perverted desire for control.The only thing that can fight against Zifeng is strength.

So Fang Zheng tentatively said:

"Those two sealed dragons," Fang Zheng saw that Zifeng's bright red eyes had turned into vertical pupils, like a cat suddenly vigilant, "you dare not look for them, right? You belong to the flower and the dragon." The bloodlines have been around for many, many years. They are the ancient remnants of dragons, and they went to inspect the distance today. So you dare to come here during the day, but—”

While talking, Fang Zheng tried his best to whistle the whistle on his fingertips, "They are coming back soon."

"Hmph, do you think I'm afraid of them? Maybe they're closer to me." Having said that, Zi Feng hurriedly got up angrily.He will never tell Fang Zheng, he is too aware of Fang Zheng's attraction to dragon beasts.Although those two are not the type who can find brother Zheng to have children, they will also regard Fang Zheng as the most precious relative.This is why he wanted Fang Zheng to become a blood breed no matter what.

Zifeng sensed and Feng Long came back from afar, he slammed the door out angrily, his face clouded with murderous intent.Fang Zheng collapsed on the messy and mottled bedside, looking at the billowing mist from the top of the mountain.Every time Binglong takes off and lands, it will attract a lot of water vapor and form clouds.

He listened to the loud whistling wind outside, and suddenly he even wanted to withdraw his decision to perfunctory the king of Yu Yi——if Feng Long stayed here, at least he could become a deterrent to Zifeng.However, Fang Zheng continued to think melancholy, they couldn't stay in one place all the time.They like to fly far away, they are dragons.Fang Zheng didn't want them to lose their freedom, and he wasn't sure if he could do that and control them.

Although Fang Zheng's body was tired, he didn't feel the cold and weak feeling when he vomited black blood, which was also a kind of healing.Fang Zheng thought coldly in his heart that Zifeng's conditions were nothing more than that.If necessary, on the bed like... just... that's it.Back then, I even naively said that this body can be used by the other party... I don't know if it is a prophecy in the dark.

This prophecy should be regarded as a funeral for the "human" Xiaofeng.Fang Zheng has lost him, and now he wants to keep the Chinese at all costs, and he can do anything for it.

Modified too many times.It's a little rough, but as before, I tried my best.