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

The pope sighed softly and explained: "Your mother, Daisy Guang, is the last saint of our Mingcheng, the daughter of hope prophesied by the previous saint."

Feng Zhao, who knew his mother's name for the first time, said "Oh" calmly, and asked with his eyes, and then?

When the Pope knew that it was not suitable to conceal it at this moment, he thought about it for a while, and then told the history of Ming City one by one. When he said this too long history, except for him, the other elders were all out of control due to various reasons. , left the stone house several times, and the last time, when the pope consciously said everything he had to say, and explained some secrets, he took the elders out directly. It is said that some hunting party came back. They are going to be responsible for distributing food and rewarding everyone.

Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran who were left behind: "..."

Feng Zhao looked at the big room that was vacant for a while, and asked, "Should we leave now, or stay?"

"...You decide." Song Zhiran looked at Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao doesn't really want to make a decision. He feels a little pain in his shoulders now. In this huge Ming City, he suddenly puts his hopes and sustenance on his shoulders. The burden is too heavy, and he doesn't want to do it...

but.

It's better to leave first, after all, it is inconvenient to talk in other people's territory.

With a certain thought in his mind, Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran left the stone house. They thought they might be stopped, or at least asked a few questions, but they left the central area of ​​Mingcheng without any problems.

"I feel like we have been deliberately ignored..." Feng Zhao whispered to Song Zhiran.

Song Zhiran smiled, "It's not ignoring, but paying too much attention to it."

"Important? Is there such an importance?" Feng Zhao frowned, pondered in his heart, and had to admit that what Song Zhiran said was right. After all, if he didn't attach importance to it and didn't specifically explain it, how could those people take them all one by two? as air?

but.

Such attention made Feng Zhao panic even more.

Feng Zhao said: "Do you think Mingcheng's prophecy is reliable?"

Song Zhiran didn't directly answer Feng Zhao's question, but after a long silence, he said, "My ancestors once predicted that the end would come."

"...Doomsday? Seriously? Then Doomsday and Mingcheng..." Feng Zhao frowned, analyzed and connected the clues in his mind one by one, and finally he was not well. He squeezed Song Zhiran's hand hard, Glancing at the brightly lit Ming City, he asked in a low voice, "Ming City, is it the fuse that leads to the end?"

Song Zhiran knew that the key to Feng Zhao's words was not Mingcheng, but the meaning of Mingcheng's existence. He took Feng Zhao's hand back, slowly and vigorously, as if holding the last light in his life.

Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran's looks and clothes were too different from those of the locals in Mingcheng. In addition, their appearance was too conspicuous. As a result, almost everyone in Mingcheng knew that a couple of foreigners had come to Mingcheng. By.

On the second day, not long after Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran walked out of the stone house, they felt the enthusiasm of the Mingcheng people.

After getting rid of the friendly greetings from the third wave of people, Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran changed into cloaks, and then went to the central square of Mingcheng. They were no different from other Mingcheng people who wanted to accept the mission.

just.

His Majesty the Pope, who was in charge of distributing the missions, recognized Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran for some reason, threw back the mission cards that were in his hands, replaced them with a new one, and said: "This is an unlimited time investigation mission, you guys You can observe more...forbidden areas."

Feng Zhao took the task card, thought for a while, and asked: "Forbidden place, is... where the devil is?"

The Pope sighed softly, but did not answer. He just urged Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran to go back quickly.

Since the Pope didn't want to give an answer directly, Feng Zhao didn't ask any further questions, but just touched the glass beads on his neck, and changed the question again: "You mentioned before... the sacred object of the saint, but this? "

The Pope nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

Feng Zhao frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Is it always this bright?"

Hearing this question, the Pope seemed to vaguely understand that there was something else hidden in Feng Zhao's words. He sighed again, and then lightly tapped his finger on the futon, and the isolation formation was instantly strengthened by more than ten times.

"When the saint leaves, I don't need to light the lamp in Mingcheng." The pope said, looking deeply at Feng Zhao's neck. Although it has been shining brightly, it has dimmed a lot, and said slowly, "Because it is enough for Ming City to have holy objects. Its light can illuminate the entire Ming City."

Feng Zhao's hand holding the glazed beads tightened a little.

The pope continued: "However, if the saint can leave Mingcheng and step out of the abyss, she should be blessed by a holy object, but... the holy object should not be consumed so far."

Speaking of this, the Pope's old and deep eyes met Feng Zhao's, which was very meaningful.

When Feng Zhao took the mission card and entered the so-called forbidden area of ​​Ming City one after the other with Song Zhiran, he was thinking about the Pope's last look. Dad had to be pulled out to find out what happened to the cheap mother back then.

However, is it necessary?

It is true that Feng Zhao borrowed the body of the original body, but he also grew up in place of the original body. He and his elder sister Feng Wu are deeply in love with each other. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as fulfilling the original body's wish. Xiaodouding didn't have the idea of ​​finding his father, or avenging his mother...

but--

But what if there was a secret to this cheap mother's death?

What if this secret is very likely to affect him?

Own……

Feng Zhao paused and looked at Song Zhiran.

In the tiny light of the glazed beads, he couldn't see Song Zhiran's expression clearly. He could only confirm that the other party had been waiting by the cool temperature on his hand.

How should I put it, Feng Zhao was originally upset, but because of this discovery, his mood instantly improved a lot, so when he spoke, he became less hesitant.

"I used to firmly believe that I was the protagonist, but later I found out that I seemed to be cannon fodder, but... I now think that being cannon fodder is actually quite good. After all, being the protagonist is a bit more dangerous."

Feng Zhao wanted to sigh as he spoke, but he couldn't help it. He sighed a long time, squeezed Song Zhiran's hand, and said word by word, "I'm actually quite selfish, why sacrifice myself to save the world? I'm not willing to do things like this, so - do you think I'm bad?"

Song Zhiran didn't speak, he just turned his head to look at Feng Zhao, but unfortunately, the light from the glazed beads was too weak, and he also couldn't see whether Feng Zhao was laughing at himself or something else when he said this.

In the dark forbidden area, the two are clearly close at hand, but they seem to be far away, with different thoughts.

The forbidden area is located one kilometer to the west of Ming City. This is also the only place in the brightly lit Ming City that has lights but cannot illuminate them.

A small fireball condensed in Feng Zhao's hand, but the fireball seemed to be bitten and devoured by something black, staggering, and finally, "poof", it went out.

No, perhaps more accurately, devoured.

Feng Zhao stood on the spot, trying to use the faint light of the glazed beads to look towards the place not far ahead, where the devil energy was the strongest, and the inexplicable irritability coming from his body made him sure that it should be the key position to seal the devil.

only--

"The demon lord hasn't come out yet, so even if we want to eradicate the roots and solve the problem at the root, that's impossible." Feng Zhao was a little worried, and what was more worrying was, "My spirit crystal is gone. If you want to practice and improve your level, it won’t work.”

Song Zhiran still has a lot of spirit crystals in his storage bracelet, but, "Have you considered...using magic energy to cultivate?"

Feng Zhao was taken aback when he heard the words, a little surprised, but more excited.

After all, there is a lot of magic energy in this place, if you can...

but--

"Song Zhiran, don't tell me that you use devilish energy to cultivate?" Feng Zhao said seriously, grabbing Song Zhiran's hand very hard, "If you dare to use devilish energy to practice, let me tell you, I will turn my face if you become ugly. !"

Song Zhiran was silent for a while before saying, "I'm not suitable."

"It's good to know it's not suitable, eh? How do you know that you're not suitable?" Feng Zhao stared, but unfortunately, in the darkness, there was no momentum at all.

Song Zhiran decisively changed the subject, "Feng Zhao, how about you try it now? The devilish energy here is more special than other places."

Feng Zhao heard the word "special" deliberately emphasized by Song Zhiran. Although he didn't know its true meaning, he decided to give it a try.

Anyway, he now knows that his heart is extremely powerful, even if he can't let himself use the magic energy to cultivate smoothly, it is definitely not a problem to try it.

It's just that Feng Zhao never expected that this trial lasted for half a month, and during this half month, he was like a fish in water in the devil's energy, while the whole Ming City was turned upside down.

***

When the Pope gave Feng Zhao the only token to enter the forbidden area out of some considerations, he never expected that this move would win a sliver of life for Mingcheng under Lilith's attack.

Lilith arrived three days later than Feng Zhao and the others, and as soon as she fell into the abyss, she walked into Mingcheng with a clear purpose, or more precisely, she entered Mingcheng.

Although the guards of Mingcheng are spiritual masters and good at punching and kicking, how could they possibly be Lilith's opponent?

Even the Pope and the five elders were able to draw with Lilith just by relying on formations.

Li Lisi's face was full of smiles. After confirming that the six old things could not be taken by force, she raised her hand and directly grabbed a Mingcheng man's neck and started threatening.

"Give me the token of the forbidden area, and I can leave a little fire for you Mingcheng for the devil, otherwise—"

The author has something to say: There is only one update today, and there should be more tomorrow and the day after tomorrow... Well, try to finish on the 31st~~~ Grip the claws!

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