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

Song Zhiran: "Conjecture."

Feng Zhao followed Song Zhiran's train of thought for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this might be the case. However, "If Mingcheng was a group of people who were forced to sacrifice to stop the demon lord, then the people in Xiyin Prefecture are now If the group of people wants to welcome the devil, doesn't it mean that they - want to attack Mingcheng?"

"Very likely." Song Zhiran nodded, agreeing with Feng Zhao's point of view.

Feng Zhao was a little anxious, "Should we go and report the news first? I feel that these people are actually not easy. If they are unlucky enough to stay in this kind of place for the rest of their lives, it is too bad that they are still treated as a thorn in their side. Right? Oh right, I almost forgot, if these people can guard here safely, wouldn’t that be—”

"There are a lot of powers here? Super powers? Even god-level powerhouses?"

When he said the last few words, Feng Zhao's eyes lit up.

Song Zhiran shook his head and said, "It's different here."

"...What do you mean?" Feng Zhao felt a little uneasy.

Song Zhiran took a deep look at Feng Zhao, then suddenly raised his hand, making a gesture to swing a sword, so startled that Feng Zhao instinctively jumped, and then hit the wall with a thud, gasping for air. .

Feng Zhao said: "What are you doing? Damn it, it hurts! This wall is indeed made of stone, it hurts so much!"

The corners of Song Zhiran's lips pursed, and finally he couldn't help but curl up slightly, and said, "Are you so afraid of me?"

"Who said I'm afraid of you, I just... just don't want to argue with you, let's talk, let's talk... no, wait, don't try to change the subject, what exactly did you want to do just now? Scared me out of the blue, is it because you want to Want to see my jokes?" At the end of Feng Zhao's speech, his eyes widened, and he looked fierce if you dare to admit that I would be angry.

Ran and egg.

Song Zhiran replied directly: "So what?"

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao: "..."

Feng Zhao took a deep breath, took a few steps forward angrily, clenched his fist, and waved it vigorously, then when Song Zhiran raised his eyebrows to look at him, he suddenly leaned forward, "Aww", bit the opponent slightly curved lips.

***

In the center of Ming City, on a square made of stones, there are six elderly people facing the statue in the center, praying devoutly.

Shiro stood quietly aside, like most of the people present, waiting.

About half an hour later, the prayer every twelve hours ended, and the waiting people went to the six old men one after another, either reporting, asking, or receiving related tasks, which was extremely orderly.

Because Xie Luo was in a relatively low position, when he arrived, there were not many people in the square except for the guards.

Therefore, after Shiro mentioned the three words "outsider", the leader, His Majesty, brought the other five old men into the hearing circle.

Under the staring eyes of the six old men, Xieruo said nervously: "The outsiders should be a couple. I... I led them to the newcomer area according to Mingcheng's rules, and also informed about the contribution point. It should, There should be nothing wrong with it."

His Majesty smiled kindly: "Since you act according to the rules, you are not wrong."

"That, that's good." Hierro let out a long breath, and his tense body relaxed a lot, so that when he was asked about the detailed process of discovering the couple, he also Can speak calmly and calmly.

However, Shiro didn't realize how excited the six old men's eyes were when he mentioned that there was a glowing bead on Feng Zhao's neck and that Feng Zhao's flame seemed to be able to illuminate the darkness. A mixture of shock, joy and hope.

Therefore, when Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran were still making plans to explore Mingcheng, they were invited to a huge stone house by a man who claimed to be the captain of the name guard.

However, after entering the stone house, Feng Wu realized that this should be a church, and there was a statue of a goddess in the middle, which looked extraordinarily beautiful and moving against the backdrop of the lights.

and……

And a little familiar.

Feng Zhao frowned, and couldn't help but look at the goddess statue a few more times, but he didn't know that the other people present beside him, including Song Zhiran, all kept the same movement.

That is - look at the goddess statue, look at Feng Zhao.

Look at Feng Zhao again, then look at the goddess statue.

Then, look more and more like it!

Before Feng Zhao could figure out why the goddess looked so familiar, his arm was suddenly grabbed by force. He turned his head and met Song Zhiran's extremely dark eyes, which suppressed something that made Feng Zhao feel a little uneasy. mood.

"What's wrong?" Feng Zhao asked softly.

Song Zhiran's fingers fell from Feng Zhao's arm to Feng Zhao's palm, and while holding each other tightly, he shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Feng Zhao is not stupid, so he must not believe Song Zhiran's lies, but this is obviously not the time to ask, so he just squeezed Song Zhiran back slightly with his fingers, and then looked at the six people who were said to be the Pope sitting tall. and elders.

The pope was sitting under the statue of the goddess, holding a staff in his hand, wearing complicated clothes, and looking at it dazzlingly, except for the old face with orange peel, there was only a pair of eyes, which were extremely bright.

And the elders on the left and right sides of the pope?

Feng Zhao couldn't help holding Song Zhiran's hand, and took half a step back without a trace. He discovered that the eyes of the six bosses in Mingcheng were all bright in the same way, so bright that Feng Zhao had to doubt, Are these people trying to plot evil?

No, there's no need to call them here if you want to plot something wrong, wouldn't it be better to act secretly?

So, these people's eyes have mutated because they stayed in this dark abyss for a long time?

The more Feng Zhao thought about it, the more he felt that there was such a possibility, but soon, his slightly narrow-minded thoughts were shattered by the unexpected truth.

The old Pope couldn't hold back after all, stood up, walked down the high platform, and came to Feng Zhao in three steps at the same time, and then looked at Feng Zhao carefully, and wept as he watched While murmuring: "Like, really like! Really like!"

As soon as these words came out, it was as if some magical switch had been turned on. The elders who could barely hold on, immediately started talking one after another.

"Before I thought it couldn't be a coincidence, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"It's so similar, it's so similar!"

"Our lineage of Mingcheng has been waiting for tens of thousands of years, and finally we have hope!"

"woo woo woo woo……"

The elders who were talking vigorously turned into crying in the end. The crying made Feng Zhao's scalp numb, and he wanted to run away.

It's a pity, Song Zhiran firmly held his hand, silently stopped his urge to run away, and whispered: "You are very similar to that goddess."

Feng Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, he said how he felt that the goddess was familiar, and his feelings were like himself... No, wait, if you want to study it carefully, you should be like the goddess...

Uh, why a goddess statue?

Feng Zhao touched his face, glanced at Song Zhiran next to him, and had the urge to turn him into a water mirror for him to see. After all, the goddess statue was very feminine, not to mention the body, but the face The contours and lines of her body are all soft and beautiful, and she——

Could it be that he is no longer handsome because he has been in Xiyin State for a long time?

Song Zhiran pursed his lips, pinched Feng Zhao's fingers hard, and reminded him in a low voice again: "He is asking you something."

Feng Zhao didn't hear Song Zhiran's words, but the pain in his fingers made him react instantly, and when he quickly met the Pope's old face, he kept his posture, and with only a small puzzled look, he got the special initiative of the other party. of repetitions.

"Son, did your mother ask you to come back?"

When Feng Zhao heard this, his scalp exploded. He suddenly realized one thing, the scroll map left by his mother was probably not looking for his father, but for... these old guys!

"child?"

"Cough, yes, it was my mother...she left me a scroll." Feng Zhao said, took out the scroll from the storage space, and handed it to the Pope.

The Pope took the scroll but didn't intend to open it. He just continued to look at Feng Zhao and asked, "Son, what's your name?"

"Feng Zhao." Feng Zhao replied, after thinking for a while, he added, "The Zhao in the sun and moon."

"Zhao, the sun and the moon are in the sky, the sun and the moon are in the sky." The Pope was in a trance, and once again showed an expression of crying and laughing, "Your Highness, Your Highness has indeed found the future for Mingcheng, the future... ..."

As soon as these words came out, the cries of the elders, which had gradually become the background sound, suddenly became louder and became the main tone in this church.

Feng Zhao: "..."

Feng Zhao remained expressionless, with the corners of his mouth twitching, and he and Song Zhiran waited quietly.

After about half an hour.

The crying finally stopped. The Pope and the elders took Feng Zhao to a nearby stone house. Everyone sat Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran in the middle, looked at one, touched the other, and then sighed together.

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao held Song Zhiran's hand tightly, fearing that Song Zhiran's temper would come up and he would draw his sword and strike at him.

Fortunately, maybe these old guys didn't have any malicious intentions. Song Zhiran was as stable as Mount Tai, and even when Feng Zhao couldn't help avoiding it several times, he didn't frown a little more.

It's very abnormal!

Feng Zhao couldn't help looking at Song Zhiran with his eyes, but unfortunately, his eyes were convulsed, and he didn't see why Song Zhiran was so wrong, but kept looking at the pope and elders who were groping, and finally got enough of it, and then the pope opened his mouth and threw it away A bomb caught Feng Zhao off guard.

"Zhao, you are the hope that our Mingcheng has been waiting for thousands of years, and you are the one who will lead our Mingcheng out of the abyss!"

Feng Zhao: "???"

A string of greetings hung above Feng Zhao's head, and he conveyed his innocence, weakness and confusion with strong eye movements.

The author has something to say: There should be no second update today, and I will go to get vaccinated tomorrow...see the update~~