fall into enemy hands

Three years later, after returning to Water and Fire City, Zhan Feng still couldn't suppress the manic depression in his heart. He didn't expect that there would be a day when he wanted to escape to the Netherworld. Thinking of this, he simply escaped into the Netherworld one by one.

Shi Ye was lying on the soft blanket where Shang Tian used to lie in a daze, it would not be accurate to say he was in a daze, his eyes were always blank and empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking at all.

Hearing Zhan Feng coming, Shi Ye blinked his eyes for a long time; maybe he has nothing to joke about, Zhan Feng specializes in which pot is not open and which pot to carry, "What about him."

Shiye: "..."

Speaking of the art of being cold-faced, Shi Ye puts it first, and no one dares to put it second.

Shi Ye put it simply, "Go and see at night."

Zhan Feng was furious, "I'm going now."

After all, people are gone.

Shiye: "..."

Shuihuofeng was still the same, and Lun Ling greeted him with a yawn, "Morning Xianjia."

Zhan Feng nodded, "Shang Tian?"

Lun Ling found that one or two of them are very careful with their words, and they have to be guessed to appear inscrutable, right?

Lun Ling: "In the water curtain."

After speaking, the person disappeared again.

Three years ago, Xia Fan died in Xiaoshan, and his soul flew away; Shang Tian lost half of his elixir and left half his life, but he has not woken up for three years. Soak in it and drink water.

Because of Bei Tangrong's indecent remarks, Lun Ling dressed Shang Tian in clothes and soaked in spring water. At this time, Zhan Feng just entered the water curtain, and he felt the devilish energy behind him.

The daughter-in-law I have identified has no reason for others to see first.

Zhan Feng understood, and walked half a step slowly to let Shi Ye go first.

I don't know whether it was Zhan Feng's immortal energy or the spring water really had an effect, the two walked into the water curtain one after the other, and saw Shang Tian looking over with his eyes bloodshot and soaked.

This whole body of anger seems to have erupted three years ago, but now it is three years late.

Shang Tian seemed to have chewed every word before spitting it out, "Where's Xia Fan?"

Xia Fan?

If you are lucky, you should be soaking in spring water with you.

Shi Ye seemed to feel that it was time to win back, and he said, "Dead."

Zhan Feng: "..."

Shang Tian was about to rush out barefoot, but was easily captured by Shi Ye, "You rest."

His anger made him unable to calm down, "I'm going to kill them!"

Shi Ye: "Kill all who can be killed."

It was the first time he could say so many words in one sentence.

Shi Ye was clumsy and couldn't speak, so Zhan Feng had to add the plot, "We found Dafeng and skinned the snake, but we didn't find Xiu Xiu."

Shang Tian covered his head in pain, as if recalling the past, "They...they still have Your Majesty."

Zhan Feng nodded, "It should be Jiuying."

Shang Tian suddenly seemed to remember something, and sat cross-legged on the bed, "I made a blood contract before I died."

Shi Ye said colder than cold: "Who?"

Zhan Feng's perennial face cracked a little, "You mean Xiao Fan?"

Shang Tian: "Yes."

He closed his eyes, mobilized all the blood in his body to pour into the center of his eyebrows, and called out in his perception, "Xia Fan?"

Blood contract, one person once in a lifetime, unless the other party's spirit and soul are gone, there will still be a sense, even if there is a trace of soul breath left in the world, as long as it is still there, there will be a way.

Back then Xia Fan's entire elixir was condensed out and disappeared, so how could he respond to him?

Shang Tian, ​​who didn't feel anything, opened his eyes, looking at Shang Zhan Feng Xing with hopeful eyes.

Shang Tian didn't say a word, watching Shi Ye stretch out his palm, "Let's do it."

Shiye: "..."

Faced with this unexpected and enthusiastic invitation, Shi Ye stretched out his hand without hesitation, his sword finger slipped, the moment his blood merged, Shi Ye frowned, and before he could make another move, Shang Tian suddenly retracted hands.

very hot!No fusion!

Zhan Feng's heart was agitated at the moment, he felt hopeful and hopeless at the same time.

As soon as Lun Ling entered the room and saw this scene, she blinked, "What are you doing?"

His Royal Highness, who was born out of nowhere and came from nowhere, has regarded this place as his own courtyard for the past three years since Shang Tian lived here. The devil came in and out, and he had been forced to move to the courtyard of Beitangrong.

As soon as Shang Tian saw Lun Ling, the two spirit beasts who had met for the first time in a sober state looked at each other in vain, and neither of them spoke.

Zhan Feng sensed an unusual aura, and signaled Shi Ye to stay calm.

Shang Tian stood up and approached Lun Ling face to face.

Although Shang Tian lost half of the elixir, he was still a spirit beast; Lun Ling had the upper hand at this time, and Shang Tian fell into Lun Ling's arms the moment he met his palms.

When Shi Ye was about to call out the magic sickle, Zhan Feng tapped his hand with a folding fan he didn't know where, and continued to signal him to stay calm.

To this day, every moment when he misses Xia Fan crazily, Zhan Feng will think of many, many details that he didn't pay attention to; for example, the way of consciousness or suppression among their spirit beasts is indescribably annoying.

He remembered that when Bei Tangrong threw Xia Fan to the screen, there was still a trace of confusion in his eyes, most likely he was doing something to disturb his eyes, and was misunderstood by Bei Tangrong.

At that time, Xia Fan already knew his identity, so he made a desperate entanglement with him later; with the idea of ​​living a day is a day, he alone bears the plan of being separated from the future cloud master sooner or later.

Prepared for life and death, but was arranged by fate to say goodbye.

During the period when Zhan Feng was lost, the two of them had already completed their spiritual knowledge, and Shi Ye flew forward to catch Shang Tian and put him on Lun Ling's bed: "..."

What is this inexplicable hostility? !

Shang Tian and Lun Ling couldn't make a blood contract, and insisted on believing that Xia Fan was still alive, but in another way.

Zhan Feng suddenly remembered that Xia Fan once told him that he wanted to turn into Fengyue. The irony is that there has been neither wind nor moon on Yunshan Mountain these years.

Water and Fire City is not the place I want to stay, so when I returned to Yunshan, Zhanfeng remembered the mission that Uncle Seven had assigned him, and stayed in Linglin City at the foot of Yunshan.

Back to the place where the two met for the first time, Zhan Feng was lying on the same bed that Xia Fan had been lying on.

The sound of singing, dancing and music outside the door was in stark contrast to the silence of Yunshan, and it was very noisy; Zhan Feng took one of the nightmare pills he asked for from the leader, touched his heart and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In order to be able to meet Xia Fan, he took this poison pill for himself every day. At night, the dream was his way of deceiving himself and others. No matter what Xia Fan did in the dream, it was a reward for him.

He personally received the evil energy and asked the leader to make poisonous pills for him. When he first entered the nightmare, his eyes were filled with the most terrifying pictures in his heart. Xia Fan's disappearance and died in front of his eyes. Hold him, regretting myself time and time again.

Until later, I don't know whether it has the properties of the medicine or I have seen it away. I know that this is a nightmare that I can't escape for the rest of my life.After resigning to his fate, he occasionally dreamed of Xia Fan rubbing against him, and instead felt a little bit of joy in the bitterness of suffering.

After surviving in the dream like this, after three years, the poison also had a side effect on him - after waking up from the dream, he would sigh in endless emptiness and become ill with longing.

Maybe it was Shang Tian who gave him a reason for his delusions. Zhan Feng was in a rare good mood after dreaming of Nanke all night. He left Linglin City early in the morning and went up the Ai River against the snow under the whistling snowstorm.

The weather has been getting worse and worse in recent years. In the past, it was like spring all the year round, but now the days with heavy snowfall account for more than half of the days.

Zhan Feng was walking, and suddenly saw a little boy on the frozen Ai River; the snow was so heavy that he was squatting there with bare feet and bare arms, playing with something, Zhan Feng didn't want to care about it, but this scene was really scary just looking at it. It was cold, so I had to go forward.

The boy was very alert, he turned his head to look at him, the moment they looked at him, his heart, which had been frozen for a long time, trembled, and he was so choked by the wind and snow that he couldn't speak for a while.

Before he could speak, the boy cried to Zhan Feng with tears still on his face, "Dead!"

For a moment, Zhan Feng thought he was trapped in a nightmare!

When Zhan Feng came back to his senses, the boy had already disappeared; if it wasn't a nightmare, it was his own hallucination; although the boy was much younger than Xia Fan, his eyebrows and eyes were indeed very similar!

Maybe it's the illusion of the monster clan, Zhan Feng wanted to have the magic for a moment.

As soon as he lifted his foot to leave, he kicked a group of slightly hard objects under his feet. When he kicked that object, his curled up body suddenly spread out and spread out on the ice.

Zhan Feng frowned, is it a wild cat?

What the boy said just now is this bunch of things dead?

For some unknown reason, Zhan Feng waved his sleeves to give him a bit of fairy air, and then hugged him in his arms.

The cat was slightly stiff from the cold, and Zhan Feng thought about it, remembering what Uncle Qi said that he wanted to light up the fireworks; how about taking it to Yunshan?Maybe there will be a chance to see the boy again.

Immortal body no longer needed extra clothes to warm its body, so Zhan Feng could only tuck the ball into his sleeves to keep warm, and with a flick of his sleeves, the person turned into a cloud of mist and disappeared into the glacier.