Raiders, Boys' Dream Factory!

Changsheng woke up.

He had a nightmare, in which a pair of emotionless eyes were watching him.

"...War Ghost."

He whispered the name, then felt hands on his forehead.

"How are you feeling?"

He blinked, groping for the hand covering his forehead.

"fine."

He let out a long breath, ordered himself to fully wake up from the nightmare, and then accepted the reality that was no different from the nightmare.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm not that fragile, teacher."

"I'm fine, and he's fine. I didn't live long... I didn't expect it to last forever, really."

"It's just a little earlier than I thought... a little earlier."

His body trembled uncontrollably, and the grip in his hand gradually increased. Zhang Fei remained silent, and gently stroked Changsheng's hair with his other hand.

"Take a good rest," Zhang Fei finally said, "As for the things that should be done...the teacher is here."

Coming out of Changsheng's room, Zhang Fei walked heavily into the hall of his home. As soon as he entered, he collapsed on the sofa, staring at the void, without saying a word.

Zhong Cuo followed him in, frowning - Zhang Fei's clothes were soaked in the blood that flowed out before, and the large patches of red looked shocking.

"Don't worry, it's all over now." Zhang Fei closed his eyes and said.

Zhong Cuo sat down beside him; "You now..."

"I'm in a bad mood." Zhang Fei tilted his body and put his head on Zhong Cuo's shoulder. He has no shape, let alone sitting, and he may be boneless when he is standing. , Zhong Cuo has never cooperated with his wicked hobby, but this time, he did not avoid it.

"Little Fei."

"Ok?"

"You're too short, it's really uncomfortable to lean on..."

"...I will grow taller."

This answer was a bit unexpected to Zhang Fei. He chuckled twice, then sighed: "Changsheng... I'm really worried about him, but I don't know what to say."

"Zhan Gui originally..." Zhong Cuo was not good at comforting others, so he could only rack his brains to come up with a few words, "I can't stay... for too long."

"It's because of the short time left that I feel that it's a pity to miss one day." Zhang Fei said lightly.

Zhong Cuo was taken aback for a moment, and before he said anything, Zhang Fei straightened up first: "Forget it, there will be no results if you fail here--July [-]th, right, on that day, I will pay the bill a little." A lot of money will be returned."

His tone is relaxed and ordinary, but reveals an unshakable heart.Zhong Cuo fixed his gaze on him for a moment before saying, "Take off your clothes."

Zhang Fei looked at him in shock: "I said Xiaofei, even if I promised to do something shameless with you, but I just opened a hole for someone, and now is the most exhausted time, You can't be such a beast..."

Zhong Cuo's face darkened: "I want to see your wound!"

Zhang Fei smiled and pulled up his clothes casually.The blood on his body was still there, and he looked horrifying, but if one looked closely, the wound on his abdomen had already closed, as if there were signs of healing.

Zhang Fei pulled his hand around his neck and pulled out a thin rope, under which hung a small cloth bag: "This is a gift from the Great Heavenly Master Zhang. Not many."

When he accepted this gift, he thought it was Zhang Yanmiao's return gift. After all, he also gave the other party something more precious... But he didn't expect that one day, he would be saved by this gift for the first time.

But only once.

Exhaling, Zhang Fei stood up, tore off the amulet from his neck, and put it aside: "Okay, the last chance of resurrection has been used up. The next time I go to the battlefield, I will either win or delete my account."

His words were too unlucky, Zhong Cuo frowned, and began to think seriously about whether to gag someone's mouth—it happened that his practice steps had not been completed yet...

But Zhang Fei seemed to be able to see his thoughts. As soon as he finished speaking, he sat down heavily on the sofa, his face turned slightly pale.

"how?"

"It's nothing, it's just a lot of blood loss." Zhang Fei rubbed the center of his brows, and stood up unsteadily: "I have to go back and rest..."

Wandering to the door of the bedroom, he held the door frame again, turned his head to the clock, and "smiled": "Do you want to be together? Even though we can't play doubles while sleeping, we can play singles~"

In the dark consciousness space, Zhang Fei opened his eyes.

Kong Se had already been waiting there, he was still the same, with a calm expression on his face, neither happy nor sad, which made Zhang Fei always have the urge to punch him.

"...how is he?" Zhang Fei looked left and right, but there was no sign of greed.

"It's not too bad," Kong Se replied, "The link between Greed and Greed Fruit has already been torn once. Although he worked hard during this period of time, he didn't repair it much. Now it is completely broken. He gave up his heart, but it didn't cause any worse effects."

"But..." Kong Se glanced sideways at Void, "Such a long time of hard work has suddenly come to naught, which is a big blow to him, and I will leave it to you to comfort him, since he is still your half son. "

"Well, I'm not married yet, I've already violated family planning..." Zhang Fei muttered, "By the way, is there any way for me to increase my skill by a hundred times so that I can beat those two bastards?" Become a ghost cake to stand on the table?"

"No." Kong Se answered happily, "I know the way to overdraw my life in exchange for strength, but I won't tell you."

Zhang Fei was silent, and Kong Se sighed: "This time you lost because you underestimated Wang Wuxiang's methods, not to mention you, even I didn't expect that he would have the patience to lay down such a trick. chess."

"Then do you think I can beat them both?"

"Comparing strength is meaningless," Kong Se shook his head and said, "He won't go to the ring with you, whoever loses wins the battle."

"I really want to go to the ring with him, and end the fight without complaint, lest he drag others into the water." Zhang Fei smiled wryly and clenched his fists tightly.

He doesn't care about being stabbed, but he doesn't want the knife to be stabbed on someone he cares about...

He exhaled heavily to calm his messy mind, and Zhang Fei regained his composure: "Seven days later, he will definitely prepare a big meal for us, even if that old man is in charge this time, I wouldn't dare to bet... …Do you have any secrets to pass on? It’s best to press the bottom of the box.”

"I have taught you almost all the things I put in the bottom of the box, what else can I teach you?"

"How many kinds of ghost kings are there? Ghosts believe." Zhang Fei rolled his eyes, "Let's put it this way, how did you make those who wanted to die and who couldn't die want to die again? ? The more despicable, shameless and unscrupulous the better!"

"I'm a ghost king who convinces people with virtue."

"If you convince others with virtue, then I will be the most powerful person in the world!"

"In terms of shamelessness, you are indeed enough to overwhelm the country..."