fall into enemy hands

Xia Fan knew what had happened to him, so he was a little scared, afraid that when he opened his eyes, he would be in the underworld, afraid that when he opened his eyes, he would be in another terrifying place, afraid that there would be no one, no light.

Afraid of finding out that he is dead, what awaits him is endless torture.

What are you afraid of?It was already in the underworld!Where could it be worse?

I thought so, but Xia Fan still moved his fingers and legs, and found that there was no pain on his body, and there was a soothing fragrance in the air.

He was even a little curious, where did he die?

The fan-like long eyelashes were carefully raised, revealing a face as handsome as jade, Xia Fan blinked violently in disbelief.

The flickering eyelashes startled Hui Yan, and the orderly curves were messed up for a moment.

Zhanfeng? !He is actually here?

Is he not dead yet?

Xia Fan didn't dare to move to wake Zhan Feng who was sleeping who was facing him, only a pair of bright eyes rolled around.

Xia Fan lowered his eyes and noticed that Zhan Feng was holding his left wrist, and stared at Zhan Feng for a long time in disbelief.

He came to rescue him?How did he know he was caught?

Could it be that this man is really a god?Have the ability to escape from the sky?

Then he must have had a fierce battle with the Ghost King, right?For the first time, Xia Fan had the idea that I was causing him trouble; after all, every time he was in danger, he was the first to save himself, and besides being caught as bait, It's really an unfulfilling thing.

So when Zhan Feng opened his eyes, he caught those firm eyes that were as bright as crystals at the first sight, he heard him say.

"I want to be stronger."

Zhan Feng smiled, although the corners of his mouth were not very curved, it was a smile from the bottom of his heart.

Zhan Feng stretched out his free left hand, rubbed his thumb lightly on his index finger, and a small drop of blood appeared on the fingertip.

Zhan Feng gently tapped the tip of his bloody index finger between Xia Fan's eyebrows.

Xia Fan: "What is this?"

Zhan Feng: "I can sense you."

Have this kind of god ability?

The blood was printed on Xia Fan's eyebrows, and Xia Fan felt the burning of his eyebrows, "Why didn't you do it before?"

Zhan Feng withdrew his hand, and the blood beads seeped into Xia Fan's eyebrows, quietly carved into his forehead, hidden in the skin, "If you don't want to, how can you force it?"

But Zhan Feng regretted it very much, especially this time he almost... When he thought that Xia Fan would be dead if he came a little later, he wished he could have marked him, and marked him firmly, even if he ran to nine days Otherwise he can find him.

It's hard to be a sage, fuck his sage.

Why can't he think about it?Why did Corporal Qianqian let him go?It should have been tied to your side long ago.

Xia Fan wanted to take a look at his fingers, but when he moved, he realized that Zhan Feng was still holding him. Zhan Feng let go of his hand indifferently. The cat in their arms sensed the movement and turned around. Xia Fan was taken aback, " This is?"

Zhan Feng: "It's the letter it reported to me."

Xia Fan: "Huh?"

Black cat: "Meow meow!"

Seeing that Xia Fan finally woke up, the black cat meowed excitedly around their heads.

What legends are these?Is this really a human world?

The black cat was excited for a long time. It nimbly jumped under the bed, turned around and meowed at the two of them, and then quickly jumped out of the window.

Do a good job of keeping the cat anonymous.

Zhan Feng turned around, "It seems that you are very attractive to spirits."

Not only a spiritual thing, he is an existence that provokes everything to like.

Zhan Feng sighed in his heart.I don't even know why I sighed.

Xia Fan rubbed his fingertips, "Can I sense you too?"

Zhan Feng shook his head, and noticed that Xia Fan was a little disappointed, so he changed his words, "Come back to Yunshan with me, maybe they have a way."

Xia Fan: "Really?"

"Yeah." Zhan Feng nodded, grabbed Xia Fan's wrist, "Go to sleep for a while, don't hurry."

Xia Fan nodded, and asked again: "Where's the little ghost king? Have you fought against each other?"

When Zhan Feng heard the little ghost king, his eyes dimmed, "I was locked up by his brother."

"Ah... elder brother Guan younger brother?"

This is called brotherhood, right?because of him?

Zhan Feng prevaricated with a few words, "There are many things we don't know, and this is also possible."

Xia Fan asked again, "Are you injured?"

Zhan Feng's eyes flickered, and he looked up at him lightly, "No. What about you? Why did you come back?"

Xia Fan didn't have so many twists and turns in his heart, and said bluntly, "I'll go with you."

Zhan Feng's heart trembled: "Come with me?"

"Well! Let's swim all over the mountains and rivers together!"

Zhan Feng wanted to blurt out and ask him, where is home?Are you not coming back?Where is my brother?Don't want to?

But somehow, he was timid.

"Okay." Zhan Feng grasped the key points he wanted very sensitively: "Let's go together."