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

Feng Zhao was very displeased with Song Zhiran waking up and paying attention to the behavior of a certain rough man. Fortunately, Song Zhiran quickly looked away and never looked at him again.

Feng Zhao was very satisfied with this, and continued to mutter about these days with a smile on his face, for example, the progress of his cultivation, and for example, he has now inherited his mother's career and became the holy son of Mingcheng, and for example, He wants to fight for the next half month to lead Ming Cheng out of here...

Song Zhiran listened quietly, occasionally asking a few questions, but Feng Zhao's interest in speaking was greatly increased.

It's a pity that although Song Zhiran came back to life, his body still needs long-term recuperation, and his physique is obviously different from Feng Zhao's. Now in the abyss, not only can't he recuperate, but even in order to ensure that his body can not be affected by the evil energy, he spent a lot of money There are a lot of good things from Mingcheng, which is also the key reason why Feng Zhao is willing to take the initiative to assume the responsibility of the so-called Holy Son.

Feng Zhao stood by the bed and saw that Song Zhiran had fallen asleep again, so he got up and went outside.

but.

Feng Zhao took a look and turned away from Lu Xiangbei. After thinking for a while, a ball of flame shot out of his hand, and he jumped into the crack of the stone house in an instant, a place that he might not notice even if he looked closely.

Feng Zhao arranged for Xiao Huo Miao to stay behind, so he was completely relieved to continue practicing.

Little Huomiao conscientiously guarded in the crevices of the stones, and soon waited for the uninvited guest, but before it could move, the other owner who was supposed to be sleeping peacefully spoke suddenly and said "Come in".

The little flame that wanted to jump out suddenly hesitated, it trembled in the gap, and finally entered the stone house silently along the gap, deciding to continue to work hard just in case.

Lu Xiangbei is also a healer of the fire attribute, and he discovered something wrong in the room almost immediately, but he looked around and found nothing wrong, so he leaned on the bedside to see what was wrong. Song Zhiran spoke first.

"Mr. Lu is the eldest son of the Lu family?" Song Zhiran's tone was flat, but his eyes seemed to be able to read people's hearts.

Lu Xiangbei once again confirmed his previous sense of danger, nodded as an acknowledgment, and took the initiative to say: "However, I have nothing to do with Lu except for a surname. Feng Zhao should have mentioned to you that I am the incumbent of Mingcheng. pope."

Song Zhiran frowned, looked deeply at Lu Xiangbei, and asked after a while, "What's your relationship with Feng Zhao?"

"...Although I have a blood relationship with him, it doesn't matter whether the relationship is there or not. The important thing is that he is Mingcheng's future hope. Of course, if one day he wants to inherit the Lu family, then I can't Offer help, by the way, I heard that you were once injured by... Uncle Zhong? Uncle Zhong..."

Lu Xiangbei paused when he wanted to explain for Uncle Zhong, and sighed slowly under Song Zhiran's overly clear gaze, and finally he could only say in frustration, "Forget it, it's really boring to talk to people like you. Zhao is a good kid, smart but too lazy to use, straight to the point, making people feel at ease when they are around."

"Of course, Song Zhiran, right? You don't need to continue to test me. We are allies now, and if nothing happens, we will be the most steadfast allies behind Feng Zhao, not one of them."

Lu Xiangbei paused when he said this, and looked at Song Zhiran with a strange taste, and he said, "Since you are a person of Xuanwu blood, then you should be able to understand why I am sure that Feng Zhao is important to Mingcheng. Sex, right? After all, people from the Xuanwu lineage are also very good at predicting such things, aren’t they?”

Song Zhiran didn't deny it. Of course, he didn't admit it either. He just frowned and pondered for a while before slowly saying: "Feng Zhao only has seven rings now, and it's not enough."

Lu Xiangbei was happy when he heard this, and said: "You don't have to worry about that. We are actually more worried about Feng Zhao's lack of strength than you. After all, we are not strong enough. We can't even get out of the abyss. As for the future after getting out of the abyss You don't have to think too much about whether we will continue to stand behind Feng Zhao. After all, at that time, compared with you and Feng Zhao, I think people outside may be more likely to be classified as heterogeneous, so at that time You have so many allies that it doesn't matter if we don't continue to support you."

Of course Song Zhiran considered this, but——

"Mingcheng, it's different."

Lu Xiangbei frowned: "You really want to take the position of Holy Son for Feng Zhao so much? There is no need for that. I think that kid is actually not happy to be some kind of Holy Son."

Song Zhiran pursed his lips and just looked at Lu Xiangbei deeply.

Lu Xiangbei endured it, but still couldn't help rolling his eyes: "I said, why are you so troublesome? You've only been alive for a long time, and you're just thinking about it, shit! Let me tell you, otherwise, you Do you want Feng Zhao to take the position of power of the Holy Son? Yes, I will give you the position of pope, how about the two of you leading Mingcheng in the future?"

Song Zhiran was taken aback, and when Lu Xiangbei was about to say "I'm afraid", he suddenly nodded and said "Yes".

Lu Xiangbei: "!"

Lu Xiangbei's eyes widened in shock.

So, when Feng Zhao finally broke through the Eighth Ring Road, he found that most of the Mingcheng people who had been huddled underground suddenly ran up to the ground one by one, and made a rather large one. stone house.

And when Feng Zhao successfully advanced to the Ninth Ring, when he was about to lead Mingcheng out of the abyss, the Mingcheng people who thought they would leave happily suddenly became more reluctant.

Feng Zhao was speechless about this, and he closed the door and murmured to Song Zhiran: "These people have cat problems, so one of them urged me to practice quickly and take them out of this dark abyss, but now I have to After taking them away, do you still want me to give them a day to organize and salute?"

"Hehe, what can I do in this dilapidated place? Well, no, I always think this thing looks familiar?"

Feng Zhao, who was crazily complaining, suddenly held up a black crystal block and studied it seriously. After studying it for a while, as if he suddenly thought of something, he reached out and picked up a red statue that had been placed by the bedside for a long time, seriously Read it carefully, and then!

Then Feng Zhao felt that he was dreaming.

"This, this, this is... Bao, Bao Jing!"

Song Zhiran just glanced in a different place carelessly, and then said "um", and lowered his head by the light of the fire to continue looking at some handwritten materials preserved by Mingcheng.

Feng Zhao's face was shocked for a while, and when he realized that he was the only one shocked, he suddenly couldn't continue to be shocked. He pushed his chin back, leaned in front of Song Zhiran, and said quietly: "Didn't you Got it? Baojing...the black ones are black crystals, right? Here... there are not only a lot of black crystals, but also Baojing...fuck, I think..."

Song Zhiran felt a little noisy. Of course, the most important thing was that Feng Zhao's face blocked him from reading the materials, so he stretched out a finger and turned Feng Zhao's face away.

dialed...

Dial!

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao felt that he was rejected!

Feng Zhao was a little upset. He rolled his eyeballs and snorted forcefully. After nothing came of it, he snorted again, but it still didn't work. Immediately, he became furious because he didn't get attention, and evil grew out of his guts!

"Pfft".

The flame that was continuously on steadily flickered suddenly, like a candle in the wind, swaying and swaying, and then went out.

Song Zhiran subconsciously frowned and raised his eyes. Before he could get used to the sudden darkness, he didn't notice the temperature on his lips, and the temperature quickly became hot and intense.

Song Zhiran's body was a little stiff, and he wanted to say the words that came to his mouth several times, but was blocked back several times. Finally, when someone focused his attention on another place, he only had time to say a word, and was blocked. People took the conversation away.

Feng Zhao pointed out something: "I heard from Elder Lu that it is troublesome to take care of your body, but there is a faster way than the treatment. Let's try it, shall we?"

Song Zhiran: "..."

Song Zhiran felt the scorching palm fall on his heart, such a warm temperature, so scorching that he... almost couldn't control himself.

no, no...

Feng Zhao was eagerly looking for the cool and smooth touch, and at the same time satisfactorily enjoying the mood of someone who wanted to refuse but still welcome. Just when he was thinking about the foreplay, suddenly a blue light flashed in front of his eyes, and then!

Then he realized that the sense of touch...wasn't quite right!

Not only is it wrong, but the shape is also a bit...

Feng Zhao was surprised at first, then horrified, and then, he instinctively ignited the flame again, and then!

Then he saw a big turtle!

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao: "!!"

Feng Zhao looked at the big tortoise's bright red head shrunk inside its black shell, and its four claws were also shrinking hard...

Feng Zhao: "!!!"

At this moment, Feng Zhao's first reaction was that cross-species love is fruitless!As a bird, how can I fall in love with a big turtle?engage in yellow?

Fortunately, soon, Feng Zhao's clever brain, which he didn't use very much, went online again. He half-opened his chest, squatted in front of the big turtle, and said seriously: "If you don't want to, you can just say, I...cough , I don’t think it’s necessary to let even a turtle go...”

After saying this, Feng Zhao felt something was wrong again, and hurriedly added, "I mean, I was a little impulsive just now, so I'm sorry."

The big tortoise's head protruded a little, but when Feng Zhao looked over, it shrank back.

Feng Zhao suddenly felt that such a Song Zhiran was so charmingly cute, like the sun... No no no!I can't be such a beast!

Not even a single turtle was spared!

Feng Zhao tried his best to make himself look like a gentleman, and spent a lot of time, finally coaxing the overly shy big turtle, and then successfully saw a Song Zhiran who had been stripped in half by himself.

Feng Zhao's eyes lit up in a flash, but soon, he turned around to cover up, expressing that he was absolutely a gentleman to the end.

Of course, after Song Zhiran got dressed again, Feng Zhao, a man of integrity, kissed him enough. If he hadn't known Song Zhiran's miraculous persistence in breaking through the bottom line, Feng Zhao felt that he must be inferior to a beast.

The next day.

Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran, with a group of Mingcheng people, were about to leave the abyss.

above the abyss.

Xiyin Prefecture, Demon Lord's Mansion.

At this time, it is a big battle.

After careful deliberation, the United Nations finally decided to use a wave of thermal weapons to bombard and consume the mobility of the demons. Yes, it is to kill the demons and prevent these little monsters from jumping around, and then proceed with the plan to expel the demonic energy.

It's just that the mission of the United Nations to eliminate mobility is very good. After all, thermal weapons are really powerful, but they encountered a big problem in expulsing the magic energy.

First of all, magic energy is not so easy to expel.

Secondly, such a big demon lord is not dead. Before, he was caught off guard and watched a group of his own minions being killed. How could he continue to let his own vitality be wiped out now?

Therefore, in order to allow the team that expelled the demonic energy to focus on killing the demonic energy, and put away the demonic energy if it could not be eliminated, they used a group of powerful people to contain the demonic lord.

Therefore, in the demon lord's mansion, a group of powerful people are besieging the demon lord, and in the surrounding Xiyin Prefecture, countless spiritual masters are using technological or non-technical methods to deal with the demonic energy.

just.

The demon lord was too powerful, so powerful that the fifty powerful men not only failed to restrain the demon lord, but had a vague tendency to be demonized by the demon lord's demon energy.

Ms. Mo, the person in charge of this project, saw that the situation was not good, first she arranged for the people around the demonic energy to retreat, and then when she was about to inform the powerful people to leave, she suddenly saw the expression of the demon master who was at ease suddenly changed, and then ran away .

Ms. Mo's heart skipped a beat, and just as she was about to say something, several of the mighty ones had seized the opportunity first, and chased after the demon lord.

After about a few minutes, a flame swept across the entire Xiyin State.

Feng Wu, Xu Yingjun and his group had already returned to a safe area at this time, they suddenly realized something with serious expressions, they all raised their heads and looked in the direction of Xiyin Prefecture.

"Is this... Huoshaoyun, or is it really on fire?" Huang Mao couldn't help but ask.

Xu Yingjun thought of something, swallowed with some difficulty, clenched his fists, but said nothing.

Feng Wu just frowned, and like most people, she looked over there silently, watching, her pupils shrank suddenly, then Huo Di stepped forward, snatched the telescope from a scout, and then, she The whole person froze.

"Fuck! Brother Xu, Brother Xu! Look at that person, does that person look like Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao—" Huang Mao suddenly became agitated, and after pulling Xu Yingjun hard, he suddenly thought of something, suddenly He turned his head to look at He Jing.

He Jing's paralyzed face was also a little more excited at this moment, but there was a little expectation in the excitement that he didn't know.

Feng Wu said, the young master died because of brother Zhao, if brother Zhao is still alive, then the young master...

Young master, isn't it?

He Jing was excited, but not far from He Jing, Huang Maofengwu and others, the two former elders of the Xuanwu lineage, one black and one white, as the logistics mobile force, were relieved at this time.

Bai Ze said: "It turned out that I thought something was wrong with this brat Feng Zhao. I didn't expect that since the talent is so high, tsk tsk, I have such a good vision!"

Hei Kui twitched the corners of his mouth, held back for a while, and then said: "Young Master has a good vision."

"Young master...forget it, let's be young master, anyway, I think, hey, old black, what do you think we should do after Xiyin Prefecture is stabilized this time? Continue to return to the Xuanwu lineage, or? "

"...You want to go back?"

"I don't care about going back. There is nothing but big things in that shitty place. I have to talk with a sullen face every day, and I need a robe to wear clothes. Emma, ​​the first thing I do when I look back is to change my clothes, and then—Wo Day! Is that—a phoenix?"

The nagging Bai Ze suddenly exclaimed, but soon, more exclamations rang out, and among them, especially a blind old man behaved the most strangely.

And if Feng Zhao or Song Zhiran were here, they would definitely recognize that this blind old man was none other than the original Zhong Lao.

It's just that the old Zhong at this time has long lost his original appearance, not to mention his blindness, and his mental state is extremely poor, but he doesn't know why, but he hangs his breath and stands here forcibly.

"No, it's not a phoenix, this is... Suzaku..." Zhong Lao raised his head, obviously he couldn't see with his eyes, and he could only rely on his spiritual sense to investigate, but at this moment he still instinctively wanted to see with his eyes, to go Seriously, look at Suzaku, one of the four spirits that can only appear in rumors.

Suzaku.

It turned out to be Suzaku!

"I, I caused the young master to run away from home back then, and now...and now I have created a rift between Feng Zhao whose beast spirit is Suzaku and the Lu family..."

Zhong Lao muttered to himself amidst the noise, and finally, when no one noticed, he suddenly pulled out his heart with one hand, fell to the ground, and ended his life just like that.

But at this moment, the Suzaku in the sky just raised its head to the sky and screamed sharply, and the wave of demons covering the entire Xiyin Prefecture turned into a world of flames with a whimper.

Song Zhiran stayed with a group of Mingcheng people who had finally escaped from the abyss. They were all looking at the Suzaku bird in the sky, looking excitedly and joyfully.

The same goes for Song Zhiran.

The difference was that Song Zhiran was worried about one thing.

And what he was worried about happened soon.

Although Feng Zhao of Nine Rings succeeded in using the beast form for a short time, and even wiped out the demon lord's vitality, but!

The nine rings are still not enough after all.

Since the Demon Lord can become the Demon Lord, even if he can't reach the level of God, he must be the closest to God Level, so Feng Zhao started to get hurt.

Song Zhiran was a little anxious. Just when he decided to use his Xuanwu skills to help him, he suddenly saw that the battle in the sky had changed again.

Feng Zhao, who was in the animal state, suddenly turned back into a human form after vomiting blood, and this person...

"This is not Feng Zhao!" Song Zhiran's heart skipped a beat, and his extremely black eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing extreme fear and fear.

A tall man, no, or a god, with calm eyes and a calm face, neither sad nor happy.

The demon lord screamed and was angry, and rushed over unrelentingly. His response was just to flick his sleeves, and then a red spark bloomed in his hand, and he flicked it lightly.

Yes, everyone felt, it was just a flick.

It's just that the red sparks, small, beautiful, and seemingly fragile flowers directly hit the demon lord severely the moment they flew to the demon lord.

Everyone was shocked.

But the shocking thing was behind, this "Feng Zhao", who existed like a god, suddenly made seals with both hands, suppressing the Demon Lord in the Demon Lord's Mansion below with lightning speed.

And then……

Then, everyone saw that Feng Zhao fell from the sky.

***

When Feng Zhao opened his eyes, he saw a sleeping face.

Song Zhiran fell asleep at some point, leaning against his palm, Feng Zhao couldn't help pinching his cold, pale face.

then.

Song Zhiran woke up.

Feng Zhao, Feng Zhao coughed lightly, pretending nothing happened and asked, "Why did you fall asleep? Now... what's going on?"

Song Zhiran first looked at Feng Zhao seriously for a while, then heaved a sigh of relief, pursed his lips and said, "You don't remember?"

Feng Zhao actually wanted to say that he didn't remember. After all, he was so awesome at the beginning, and then he was beaten and vomited blood when he turned his head. It was really embarrassing, if it wasn't for the later...

"Feng Zhao?"

"...I'm fine. I remember everything." Feng Zhao grabbed Song Zhiran who was about to pour water for him, wrapped him in his arms, and complained softly, "I thought I had two split personalities , I just found out now, it turned out to be three!"

"...three?"

"That's right. That day, I was all in front of that day, and in the end, didn't I see that I was about to lose? Then for some reason, that guy who didn't come out very often suddenly appeared. It's strange to say, This guy is so awesome? No, if you say awesome, shouldn’t I be the best? Why are these split personalities even more awesome? I..."

Feng Zhao couldn't help muttering and complaining for a long time, and finally changed the subject, "Anyway, another personality came out, and he sealed the devil. And——"

"Moreover, he also told me that I must enter the god rank within 50 years, otherwise the devil will definitely break through the seal again, and he will destroy the world."

"50 years?" Song Zhiran frowned, and wanted to turn his head a little uneasily, but was trapped by Feng Zhao forcefully, and Feng Zhao's warm breath came from his ear, as well as the other party's very resentful muttering.

"That guy doesn't hurt his back when he stands and talks. Is it so easy to break through the divine rank? Pooh, using my body, my spiritual power is very refreshing, right? Hmph, I've discovered that these personalities of my father, There is no good thing, everyone likes whoring for nothing! Pooh!"

Feng Zhao muttered for a while, and finally said with a handsome face: "I thought I could go from the first ring to the ninth ring in a year, but it would only take three to five years to enter the tenth ring." , As a result! As a result, the guy told me that if you want to become a god rank, you must have ten spiritual cores from each ring!"

Feng Zhao had a desperate face: "Since this f*cking dare-emotion god level has such a hidden trick, why didn't you say it earlier? Isn't it that I'm going to blow up the ring again now... I, I cultivated to ten when I was the first ring." Spiritual cores, the ten spiritual cores of the second ring have entered the third ring directly before they have been cultivated..."

Feng Zhao was about to cry after he said that, if someone hadn't come in just at this time, he would have hugged Song Zhiran and howled a few times, but there were outsiders around, so he wanted to lose face.

The shameless Feng Zhao, with the appearance of a righteous hero, accepted the commendation from Ms. Mo of the United Nations, and after spending nearly an hour talking about some things, he finally met Feng Wu, Xu Yingjun and Huang Mao. people.

The relatives and friends saw each other again after a long time, and they couldn't help but have red eyes.

However, when everyone knew that Feng Zhao was going to cultivate from scratch within 50 years and hit the god level, Feng Zhao was forced to fall into a hard life of being urged to practice.

***

More than 30 years later.

The demonic energy entrenched in the demon lord's mansion in Xiyin Prefecture was finally wiped out. The United Nations designated this day as "Devil's Elimination Day" and included it as a national statutory holiday.

At that time, Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran, who had finally killed the demon lord, entered the secret realm of Yaochi together with the little khaki boy who had finally broken his shell, and went on their honeymoon~~

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