fall into enemy hands

Zhan Feng's entanglement is well-founded, although it is inevitable that there is something empty in his heart, letting Xia Fan go home is undoubtedly the best choice.

Since that day, he couldn't make out his position on Xia Fan in his heart, and it was rare that he passively complied with Xia Fan's wish. As a result, this little brat came to such an appearance of pleading his teacher's guilt again, and finally his calm heart floated again. He was tortured to death.

It was a long night, but Xia Fan was a big-hearted man after all, and he slept peacefully until dawn after thinking wildly. This matter was probably only enough for half an hour in his mind, so that the next day After drying for three poles, he got up refreshed.

Zhan Feng was different, he didn't rest well from inside to outside, rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, and finally heard Xia Fan's movement.

"Are you up? Let's go."

Send this little ancestor away quickly, he is relieved.

Xia Fan regained his composure and thought about it for a while before recalling what happened yesterday, and finally returned to feeling lost belatedly, dressed and washed without saying a word.

Zhan Feng ordered breakfast first and waited for him downstairs. Xia Fan was slowly preparing to go downstairs, just in time for the little ghost king to rush out of the room, and he couldn't wait to walk out the door. The black claws under the black robe were treacherous Leaning on Xia Fan's shoulder, "Morning!"

I really didn't expect a ghost to be so energetic in the morning, maybe it was Zhan Fengzai, but he was quite confident, "It's also a ghost, the gap between you and your brother is too big." I couldn't help but want to fight the cold war.

The little ghost king raised his tone in disdain, still harsh, "He is the one who has lost his identity as the ghost king, who made him hide in a human body."

They are also brothers, definitely two extremes.

In the blink of an eye, Xiaoming got on the hot porridge and looked up to see the two brothers crossing their shoulders together, she couldn't help but asked, "Young master, did you sleep well?"

Zhan Feng bit his bun and raised his head to see the shape of the two of them. A blue light flashed in his hand. The next second, the black robe let go of the black claw on Xia Fan's shoulder, and he flicked his wrist like an epileptic seizure. Blowing and shouting, "Hot, hot!"

Xia Fan couldn't help laughing out loud, it was so funny that tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

His laughter was hearty and sweet, and it was very contagious to the two people downstairs. The corners of their mouths were raised by him, and they smiled without saying a word, and the three pairs of eyes were unconsciously drawn by him.

Xia Fan's appearance is indeed a bit indistinguishable, he is beautiful and can be male or female, full of vigor and spirituality, it is really hard to look away, his eyes are bent into crescent moons but still can see the little brilliance inside, eyelashes Slender and curled like a small fan, the tear mole under the corner of the eye is a veritable mole of the finishing touch, because of his wide smile, the broken chestnut hair on his forehead gently swayed with him, revealing a clear temperament from the inside to the outside.

The little ghost king forgot about being set on fire by Zhan Feng, and his tone was not so high-pitched, which was much more soothing in his ears, "The little guy is so beautiful."

It's not bad to marry back home to be his ghost concubine.Well enough......

But when the coquettish words came to his lips, looking at Xia Fan's bright and charming face, he was actually embarrassed to say it.

Xiaoming noticed Xia Fan's hair and couldn't help but ask, "Isn't your hair black?"

Xia Fan giggled, and took a brisk step and naturally sat next to Zhan Feng, "Well, it's natural."

Zhan Feng added next to it, "It's caused by malnutrition."

Xia Fan rolled his eyes at him, "It's natural!"

Xiao Ming smiled gently: "This kind of hair color is rare, and the hair quality doesn't seem to be lacking in nutrients. I don't know what your father's name is?"

Xia Fan blinked, "Father?"

"It's Daddy."

Xia Fan shrugged, "I don't have parents."

Before Xiao Ming could apologize, the Little Ghost King couldn't wait to ask, "You don't remember them?"

"no impression."

"Then you don't have other family members? How did you live so big?"

Xia Fan thought about it carefully, "I don't know, I just woke up and was taken home by my brother."

"When did you wake up?"

"About...three years ago."

"That......"

"Well......"

Before Xia Fan could listen, a steamed stuffed bun was stuffed into his mouth. Zhan Feng withdrew his hand and said calmly, "Eat it on the way, it's too late."

Xiao Ming hurriedly said: "Well, that horse needs to recuperate, I have prepared two fast horses for you."

Zhan Feng stood up and said, "One horse is enough."

Xia Fan bit the buns in his mouth creakingly, put two more in his arms, and followed Zhan Feng step by step.

The little ghost king hid in the inn and did not come out. He huddled in the corner and stared at Xia Fan unwillingly, "I still want him. It's all your fault, otherwise the two of us would not have watched him run away. "

Xiao Ming rolled his eyes at him, "Calm down a bit! He's not something you can get."

"Damn it! It's almost every time!"

"It's more than a little worse."

Zhan Feng and Xia Fan rode the same horse and walked out of the city unsteadily.After Xia Fan finished eating the steamed stuffed bun deliciously, he left the ghost town.

Zhan Feng unconsciously stared at Xia Fan's hair in front of him, and suddenly said for no reason: "Don't tell others about your life experience in the future."

"Huh? Why?"

"Don't give others the chance to get to know you, you will inadvertently expose your weaknesses."

Xia Fan was puzzled, "But it's nothing special."

"Not everyone has good intentions. You don't feel special, but you are special to others."

"My hair color is weird?"

Zhan Feng thought for a moment before speaking, "There have been rumors in the world that demons have no black hair."

Xia Fan didn't realize it for a while, Zhan Feng was afraid that he would be overwhelmed, so he said a few more words, "However, it has been more than a hundred years since the demon world, and it has not appeared for a long time; besides, you don't have any demon aura on you, it is indeed a flesh body." Mortal."

Xia Fan didn't say a word, and the two walked together until dusk fell, and Zhan Feng slept outside with him for another night.

Xia Fan took a bite of the charred black meat from the wild pigeon that Zhan Feng caught, and silently spit it out.

Zhan Feng: "..."

Surrounded by the fire, neither of them seemed in the mood to eat.

"You grew up in the woods, didn't you eat wild game?"

Xia Fan tried hard to think back for a long time, "I didn't eat until I met my brother."

Silence and silence.

Silent all night.