After the beastification, it's better to be a dead enemy

Feng Zhao is a person who can cry as soon as he gets emotional, but in the same way, when his emotions are suppressed, he can also show a smile again.

In other words, Feng Zhao understands better than others that people and things in the past made him sad and made him regret, but what he should do more is to cherish the future and people in front of him.

Well, this is a bit ambiguous, maybe it is more suitable for Feng Zhao to be optimistic by nature.

After Feng Zhao silently shed tears for a while, when he had vented enough, the sky cleared up.

"You, tell me what happened after I fell into a coma first. I want to know first... what happened afterwards?" Feng Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "And that guy, he--did What?"

When Feng Zhao said the last four words, for some reason, he thought of being led into the illusion by the spirit of inheritance in the holy land of Yaochi.

Speaking of which, in that first illusion, that bastard used his body to take advantage of Song Zhiran!

By the way, not only that, but before... I have been blamed many times before!

Perhaps it was because in Feng Zhao 2.0, he beat up the main consciousness violently in the world of spiritual knowledge. As the party who was beaten violently, Feng Zhao's initial evasion and resignation made him always at a disadvantage, but he also got it by accident. Some "benefits".

That is--

Feng Zhao knew all kinds of things after 2.0 went online, such as not doing good things every time he went online, and for example, the feathers that he lacked back then were plucked out by this bastard and sent away!

Thinking of this, Feng Zhao couldn't help but glanced at Song Zhiran. The warm yellow light painted half of his cold, white face with a light and seductive color, and even the other half of his face that was soaked in demonic energy The horror is also a little less.

However, without knowing what kind of mood it was, Feng Zhao subconsciously paid more attention to the other party's terrifying half face, imagining what kind of situation it was at the beginning, which led to Song Zhiran He had to draw the devilish energy to himself.

And what was Song Zhiran thinking at that time?

Feng Zhao's raging anger because he recalled the bastard's behavior in 2.0 quickly disappeared because of his guilt and heartache for Song Zhiran. He clasped Song Zhiran's hand hard, and then suddenly hugged Song Zhiran into his arms. in the arms.

then!

Then! !

Then Feng Zhao's tenderness was torn apart because of the half white snow on Song Zhi's back!

crack!open!up!

The evidence left by the bastard Feng Zhao 2.0 was so shocking that Feng Zhao endured it again and again, but in the end he couldn't hold it back, and just closed his eyes, his spiritual consciousness sank into the world of spiritual consciousness, and went to fight up.

Song Zhiran: "..."

Song Zhiran was caught off guard and was hugged again. How should I put it, the lessons learned made him subconsciously want to resist, but when the resistance surged up, he was scalded by the warmth of his waist and back, and his body froze, even his clear mind froze. There is a momentary lag.

Then--

Feng Zhao ran away.

Yes, because of the close enough distance, Song Zhiran was sure that Feng Zhao was still holding onto his back, and his spiritual consciousness had already entered the world of spiritual consciousness...

Under normal circumstances, when a spiritual master's spiritual master enters the world of spiritual knowledge, he is cultivating, but Feng Zhao?

Song Zhiran frowned, and soon opened it again. He pursed his lips, and slightly raised his head to look at Feng Zhao, whose eyes were closed tightly. A pair of extremely black eyes were shining brightly under the light.

***

As a qualified and loyal subordinate, Zheng Yuanfan couldn't fall asleep all night last night. At first, he was worried that the unstable young master of the Song family might not be able to appease Feng Zhao, but he soon proved his guess , the sudden high-pitched cry of pain made Zheng Yuanfan startled, thinking about rushing out to save people.

However, Zheng Yuanfan stabilized.

At least, on the surface.

Then, Zheng Yuanfan remained so steady for a whole night. On the second day, when the seemingly invisible light in the sky pierced through the clouds and passed through the magic tide over Xiyinzhou, he turned over and got out of bed.

When passing by the main house, Zheng Yuanfan hesitated again and again, but still tiptoed over, thinking... well, he didn't know whether he wanted to hear something, or didn't want to hear more.

Anyway, Zheng Yuanfan hadn't thought it through yet, and just leaned his ear to the side, and the door suddenly opened from the inside.

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao paused rubbing his face, tensed his expression, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Young master, young master..." Zheng Yuanfan, who was squatting down to eavesdrop, opened his mouth, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, wiped the ground with his sleeve, and said, "Ahem, good morning, young master, this little one is cleaning clean."

After saying this, Zheng Yuanfan asked him to lift up his sleeves, which had wiped a lot of dust, to prove that what he said was true.

The corner of Feng Zhao's mouth twitched, "You think I'm stupid?"

Zheng Yuanfan was embarrassed, so he could only explain in a low voice: "The little one... the little one is mainly worried about the young master..."

"Worried? What do I have to worry about? I'm fine!" Feng Zhao's words were absolutely true, but unfortunately, Zheng Yuanfan obviously didn't believe it.

Zheng Yuanfan glanced at the bruises on Feng Zhao's face, it's strange to say that the young master's mask looks much better than the ordinary mask before, but it's just the extra clump , it looks a bit miserable.

Wait, maybe that's a feature of this mask?

After all, not to mention the current Xiyin Prefecture, even before the demon tide fully occupied Xiyin Prefecture, men and women who were too outstanding in appearance were not safe.

So the young master created a mass of bluish-purple in an ingenious way, which can be used to deceive people.

Feng Zhao didn't know that Zheng Yuanfan's kung fu of raising his head and bowing his head had been imaginary for a long time, and he was about to add love, hate, and hatred to sublimate the theme. While rubbing his face, he wanted to go to the kitchen in his memory. But after walking halfway, it suddenly occurred to me to ask Zheng Yuanfan: "Should I go out to buy breakfast, or make it myself?"

"I'll do it, I'll do it, the young master should let the little one do the cooking." Zheng Yuanfan walked a few steps quickly, entered the kitchen, and started to cook the porridge neatly, while not forgetting to seize the time Let's talk about the current situation in Xiyin Prefecture.

***

An underground storage room in Xiyin Prefecture.

"It is said that there are two protectors and ten elders under the demon lord's command. One of the protectors is the leader of the wood demon organization, Mu Yao, and there is also one of the protectors—" Lao Li, who used to be the leader of Dongling Prefecture Donghai The principal of the university, Feng Zhao's most respected mentor, is now the leader of the latent team, with a serious expression, and his eyes are like a torch.

The five of them finally settled on He Jing who was dressed in a black robe, and slowly uttered three words, "Gui Mingxuan."

He Jing frowned, and his already tense body suddenly became completely stiff. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Lao Li, as if confirming it.

Lao Li nodded in affirmation: "I saw it with my own eyes yesterday. And..."

"And what?" Feng Wu's temperament was the most eager, and after waiting for nearly a minute without any follow-up, she couldn't help but ask directly.

On the contrary, sitting next to her was Chi Jingbei, with a clear look in his eyes.

Xu Yingjun is the most careful person and good at thinking. At this time, he looked at Lao Li right now, with fear and anticipation.

In this way, among the group of five, Lu Ze became the calmest one. He touched his already flattened belly, and was looking at the bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge in the middle with a look of hopelessness. , with suspicious saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Once again, Lao Li saw the expressions of everyone in the team one by one. He was both happy and worried. The happy thing was that these children had grown up fast enough, but the worrying thing was that the next news would probably give Some people do harm.

"Old Li, what else did you see?" Feng Wu urged for the second time.

Old Li sighed, and said, "I saw the son of the Song family, Song Zhiran."

As soon as these words came out, He Jing was completely dumbfounded. He stood up subconsciously, as if he wanted to say something, and finally sat back slowly without saying a word.

When Feng Wu heard the name "Song Zhiran", her heart skipped a beat. She still remembered that Xu Yingjun said before that Feng Zhao was with Song Zhiran before he disappeared. So when Mr. Li saw Song Zhiran, didn't he say Xiao Zhao ...

Lao Li sighed again, and said, "At that time, there was indeed someone beside Song Zhiran."

"Yes, is it Xiao Zhao?" Xu Yingjun asked.

"I can't be sure for now." Lao Li gave an extremely uncertain answer, which made Feng Wu and Xu Yingjun mention the heart in mid-air, just like that, and became more and more uneasy.

Xu Yingjun thought for a while and said: "Dare to ask Mr. Li, what was Song Zhiran's situation at that time? How is their relationship?"

Obviously, Xu Yingjun wanted to tell whether the other person was Feng Zhao from Song Zhiran's attitude.

It's a pity that Lao Li made it clear that he was only taking a glimpse at that time. If Song Zhiran's face was not too eye-catching, he might not have noticed the two of them.

Naturally, they wouldn't stop at the inn on a whim and want to confirm.

It's a pity that he didn't have time to confirm the identities of Song Zhiran and the other person. Instead, he saw Gui Mingxuan, and he didn't know whether it was a loss or a gain.

However, Chi Jingbei was very sure about what Lao Li wasn't sure about. He hesitated for a moment, and said directly: "I saw them before entering the city. In terms of height and build, the other one is thin, not as good as Feng Zhao's. But the height seems to be the same, as for the face, the man's face is extremely ordinary, but it is not ruled out that he used something like a mask."

"Is there any communication between that person and Song Zhiran? How do they seem to be related?" Xu Yingjun asked eagerly.

Chi Jingbei thought for a while, and said: "I'm not familiar with Feng Zhao, but that person seems to know the rules very well and is good at communicating. By the way, his eyes are pure black, but that kind of black, if I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid It's caused by magic."

As soon as the last sentence was uttered, the atmosphere in the storage room was stagnant. Everyone turned their attention to Chi Jingbei, but soon they moved away together.

It's true that Chi Jingbei is a burly man, but his IQ has always been online. Seeing this, he didn't know what everyone was thinking, but he just pretended not to know, and deliberately clicked: "On the half of Young Master Song's face, there is a demonic energy. The entanglement should be caused by the entry of demonic energy into the body. So—”

"So, maybe the news from Huangzhou a few months ago is true."

The news from Huangzhou is that Song Zhiran, the successor of the Xuanwu lineage, lured a demon into the house, causing heavy casualties to the entire Xuanwu lineage, and this demon?

It was Feng Zhao.

It has to be said that as a bystander, Chi Jingbei would draw such an inference, which is completely reasonable.

However, all the people present except Lu Ze hesitated, wanting to believe but unwilling to believe, and finally just shrunk their heads like a quail, pretending not to know, up to Lao Li, down to Feng Wu, Xu Yingjun and He Jing , they all did not believe.

Lao Li, Feng Wu, and Xu Yingjun knew that Feng Zhao was absolutely impossible to be a demon, while He Jing purely and firmly refused to accept such a "reality".

After a morning meeting with a huge amount of information, everyone simply finished their breakfast, and then each left through a passage, and the storage room was closed again.

However, Feng Wu, who was leaving from one direction, turned around and walked back after walking for a short time, then distinguished the direction, and walked on the road that Chi Jingbei left.

Chi Jingbei was already vigilant, and almost soon realized that he was being followed. He was startled at first, then thought of something, and slowed down on his own initiative.

Sure enough, within a minute, he saw Feng Wu in red.

Feng Wu said: "Chi Jingbei, I'm sorry, I have no intention of inquiring about your whereabouts, but—just I want to know, when you were at the city gate yesterday, did you see my brother... Seeing Young Master Song and where are they going in the city? Going in one direction?"

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I may not be able to write the agreement. It's been a day since I wrote this. On the first day of my aunt, I was really a little shy. Otherwise, I wouldn't have persisted for so long. Six Sundays and Sundays were defeated today...

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PS: In the future, write as much as you want and update as much as you want every day, post it as soon as you finish writing, and try to finish it at the end of the month...