The Hermit Project [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing Pei Fengran leave, he quickly retreated a few steps without saying a word, he is injured now!

"By the way, don't you think this development is a bit too fast? Although the reason I didn't leave was to let humans win, but suddenly a ghost king attacked the city. As long as the ghost king is eliminated in this round, the victory will be won. Wish The realization is too fast, a little unreal, and I always feel that something is wrong!"

It's obviously going well, but it's just awkward, and Wu Yan feels that his thinking is too embarrassing.

Bai Xiu showed contempt on his face, and his affection for Bu Yan had never passed the mark: "Hehe, aren't you the number one military adviser? Think for yourself! Think about it with your flooded brain, who can be so relaxed? Bring the ghost king here?"

Bu Yan hid behind Bai Xiu without embarrassment at all, avoiding the attack of ghosts.

"Of course I know... But, isn't the young master denying it?"

"Do you believe?"

Bu Yan clenched his fists and coughed twice: "No matter what, on the surface, I still want to stand on the same front as Young Master."

The implication is that he doesn't believe it either.

"So, the young master has figured it out? He is so proactive."

Buyan raised his head, the swarming ghosts blocked his sight, he couldn't see the scene of Pei Fengran fighting the ghost king.

Bai Xiu drew his sword with a cold face. Although Pei Fengran could chase him down for a few blocks, these ghosts obviously couldn't do it. Even if they came up in piles, it would be useless. No matter how much they were, they would be no different to him. The difference between a sword and two swords is nothing more.

"Who cares what he thinks, he's always out of his mind! Anyway, I'll go to the Patriarch after the things here are over. Originally, the task is for him alone, and I'm just here to accompany the Patriarch."

Buyan clicked his tongue twice: "It turns out that your relationship is so bad. Didn't you say that you are childhood sweethearts?"

Several blue veins protruded from the forehead of Bai Xiu, and the strength of his sword became even stronger: "Who is a childhood sweetheart with him! If I could, I wish I could stay away from him! I have been tricked by him since I was a child... I am about to face this The name creates a psychological shadow!"

Every time Pei Fengran wanted to tease Bai Xiu, he would call his name very gently. Because Bai Xiu was very sensitive to voice, Pei Fengran's voice was perfect, so Bai Xiu couldn't refuse, and then the vicious circle began.

Bu Yan raised his eyebrows: "Oh, is that so? But the story the demon lord told me seems to be different from what you told me."

Bai Xiu turned his head for a while, and finally took a look at him: "Who is your demon master? How dare you call the master's name so intimately!"

Regarding the incident last time, Bai Xiu kept it in his heart. Who on earth could call out Xie Shixuan's name so naturally?

Bu Yan looked back in surprise, and found that the other party was serious, and was even more surprised: "You don't know! You shouldn't! Could it be that the prophet didn't tell you? Eh... Could it be because..."

As if thinking of something, the silent expression suddenly became a little embarrassed: "Ahem, cough, yes, you and the young master have such a good relationship, telling you is equivalent to telling the young master, if the young master gets angry, he will rush over to kill the devil in anger. It is also possible to kill the master."

Bai Xiu: ...Which of your eyes see that I have a good relationship with Pei Fengran?

"You tell me, I promise not to tell him."

Bu Yan shook his head: "No, I can't bet! The devil can't die yet!"

Bai Xiu: "..."

"That guy is still very measured. Although it's unbelievable, I really haven't seen him get angry. You don't need to be so sure?"

Bu Yan continued to shake his head: "You don't understand. Young master, he doesn't get angry because he is powerful. There is nothing in this world that he can't solve with a sword, so he is gentle, calm, and tolerant enough. But this matter is different. He has nothing to do with force...it's rather special."

Bai Xiu retorted: "Since you've said it's special, how many special things can there be to him? He can guess one by one, and he can guess all of them!"

"No, I know the son's personality. In some respects, he is similar to the prophet. As long as I don't point it out, he won't think about it. But once he knows, with the son's intelligence, he can definitely deduce the truth. .When the time comes...the demons will be overjoyed, and the human race's infighting will definitely be the kind of heaven-shattering earth-shattering!"

As soon as he thought of the possible scene, he covered his face as if he had a toothache without saying anything, his face was indescribable and he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Bai Xiu's eyes were deep. His IQ has never been low, but he was too lazy to think when Pei Fengran was around: "If others don't talk about it, he won't think about it..."

With Pei Fengran's character, what aspect would he not think about?

Bai Xiu thought about it, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Could it be that his master suddenly..."

"Stop! Don't think about it anymore! But you must not tell the young master! Let's finish the task and leave!" Finding that he had accidentally slipped the tongue, Bu Yan hurriedly had tears in his eyes, and put his hands together in a pitiful expression begging to let him go.

"I just missed a sentence and you guessed it, and you said you have a bad relationship? It's so fake! People are sinister." Bu Yan lowered his head and muttered in a low voice.

Bai Xiu, who guessed the identity of the demon master in the past, also began to feel a toothache: "Hiss—yes, if it's true, then you really can't tell him. However, since that one has gone undercover, the two of them will meet sooner or later during the mission." Let’s meet, we’ll reveal our secrets then!”

Without saying a word: "Don't worry, the demon lord has already made arrangements. Before the final battle, he will never appear in front of the young master."

Bai Xiu glanced at him and guessed something: "It will definitely not appear? Actually, the Patriarch told him, right? Otherwise, how can I ensure that I will not meet that guy?"

Without waiting for a silent answer, Bai Xiu said again: "Okay, I understand, the Patriarch is by that person's side. After the end, I will go there with you too!"

Bu Yan expressed his disapproval of his decision, his eyes widened: "...ah? Why did you come?"

"Because I am the retainer of the head of the family, the kind who attends me 24 hours a day and can even warm the bed when necessary!"

"...You still look proud, is it an honor to be a retainer?"

Shouldn't normal people be very ambitious and want to be the head of the house?Needless to say, he didn't quite understand Bai Xiu's unique thoughts as a fan of Xie Shixuan.

At this moment, Ying Tian from the room came over and asked coyly.

"Two...two gentlemen, is the boss back?"

Ying Tiantian was somewhat dependent on Pei Fengran, who rescued them and looked gentle.

Bai Xiu drew a sword light, took the time to look back at him: "What's wrong? Is someone injured in the room?"

Ying Tiantian quickly shook his head: "No! It's just...the spirits of the Jihad people over there seem to be not right. I don't know if there is something wrong."

When I saw a young man bring a team of fully armed people to "invite" Bai Xiu to join, Ying Tian secretly felt that this organization called Jihad should be huge and terrifying, just like the mafia in a ghost town, so seeing them seemed to have a problem Then he came to report quickly, for fear that Pei Fengran would be implicated by these people in revenge.

"Huh? Jihadi? Let me see."

Bu Yan hid behind Bai Xiu, turned around, and looked over.

"Hey, look at the appearance of the collapse of faith, presumably the savior in their hearts has escaped?"

His tone of voice was exceptionally steady, even a little gloating.

He had wanted to ridicule this group of people a long time ago. It's fine for a trash who was secretly protected by the young master to fool his own subordinates in private, but dare to call himself the savior in front of the young master without shame?It's all right now, the ghost king showed his original shape as soon as he came, and ran away so simply that he completely collapsed his subordinates.

But he still wants to say, deserve it!

"Faith collapsed? You seem very familiar?" Bai Xiu glanced at him.

Needless to say, although he is only a military adviser, he is an undercover agent in the Demon Race after all. He may have done some terrible things. You can tell from his calmness when his faith collapsed. This person is definitely a dangerous element even in the Human Race.

"What collapsed?"

Gentle words sounded behind them.

Bai Xiu watched Pei Fengran coming against the dense crowd of ghosts, he was relieved, he also had some headaches for these ghosts who challenged his cleanliness, he put his sword back, stood at the door to welcome him, and asked knowingly: "It's solved?"

Pei Fengran half opened his arms, his hands were empty, and said with a light smile, "Can't you tell?"

The weapons were all taken back, so it was naturally resolved!

"Then these..." Bai Xiu gestured to the strange-looking ghosts with his eyes, and asked why Pei Fengran didn't solve it easily?

The ghosts stood around outside the door. Although they had no mind, they still had the most primitive sense of crisis. They were afraid of the strong. After Pei Fengran killed the ghost king, his aura frightened the ghosts, making them prefer to stand in the original place. Grinning his teeth, he didn't dare to really step forward and bite.

Pei Fengran walked into the house calmly from the crowd of ghosts and monsters, and closed the door very smoothly.

"Always keep these new players as pressure. Moreover, I just had a debate with the ghost king. He has developed wisdom. He believes that they belong to a new species and have the right to survive. They eat people to survive, so there is no crime."

Bai Xiu had a strange expression on his face, and it was hard to imagine that a ghost born purely as an experimental product could be considered a new species?Then this standard is too low!

"Huh? They belong to a new species, even if a ghost king has brains? They should be just experimental products of the demon race." Bai Xiu said he couldn't figure it out.

"You're back?" Brother Ying's blood-stained clothes looked at him excitedly.

The stunned young man with broken faith sitting in the corner also raised his head subconsciously and looked over. Pei Fengran, who was smiling and saying the good news, seemed to be walking with light, like a savior.

Maybe this is just his fantasy and empathy, but now the young man is eager to find another belief to support himself, and someone who can kill the ghost king alone is obviously very suitable.

"Well, come and sit, they dare not come in." Pei Fengran waved to them, walked to the living room, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and handed him an apple beside him without saying a word.

Bai Xiu also followed and asked a crucial question: "Do you agree?"

Pei Fengran recalled the conversation with the ghost king just now, tilted his head, and took a bite of the apple.

"I'm neutral. However, how should I put it, this ghost king is not low in wisdom, but also has a great spirit of sacrifice. Not only did he see through my ability at a glance, but he was willing to commit suicide for one of my promises, which saved me a lot of effort, so, I quite admire him."

"What promise?" Bai Xiu frowned.

A misty smile rose from the corner of Pei Fengran's mouth: "Fair, he hopes that I can treat people and ghosts fairly."

Everyone was a little puzzled.

"This...what is fairness?" Ying Tian, ​​who was the youngest, asked aloud.

Pei Fengran also looked at him with a smile: "Yes, how is it fair? He didn't say anything, and I don't know, so I'll leave it to you to solve it yourself."

"Ah? Us?" The Ying family brothers looked at each other in confusion.

Pei Fengran took a bite of the apple leisurely: "Yeah, after all, I'm not from this world. It's better for you to resolve the conflict between humans and ghosts by yourself."

Bu Yan immediately objected: "My lord, you want to hand over the control to the players? No way, they will definitely favor me!"

Pei Fengran reassured: "Don't worry. Although I don't know what is truly fair, I know what is unfair. When the time comes, can I just veto the ones that don't agree?"

"Hey, where's your savior? Why hasn't he come yet?"

Pei Fengran looked at the young man in the corner, and began to look for his planned successor.

The author has something to say: Pei Fengran: Hurry up, someone, he's going to call it a day!

Others: Sorry, that person can't come.