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

Old Li said: "Don't be impulsive, impulsive is the devil!"

Old man Ji said: "It doesn't matter if you beat the brat to death, you're going to be 30 years old when you get angry, Xiao Huang!"

When Huang Baozhu heard the scary word "old", she took a few deep breaths, and she stopped being angry. She smiled and said: "It's okay, I don't remember villains, I... I just look at this bald chicken How long can you bear it! Old Li!"

Old Li was silent for a moment, and thought to himself, females are really fickle. Before, they left a word about Brother Li, and another said Brother Li. If he feels a little bit of a change, he will be Lao Li.

"Old Li, I'm talking to you!" Huang Baozhu raised her foot in displeasure, and the sharp high heels of her high-heeled shoes instantly stabbed Lao Li back to his senses.

Lao Li nodded his head in a respectful manner, "Xiao Huang, no, little sister Huang, if you have something to say, just say it, brother, I will know everything without saying anything!"

"There's no need to talk about it, hey, since the magic energy is refined by you, now—let's make it more active! The more active the better!"

Feng Zhao didn't know what kind of big shot he had offended. After all, although he was confident that he was the protagonist and had the halo of the leading role, which big shot knocked on the door when the leading role was still in Qianlong?

A big shot who is also dressed in a particularly indecent manner!

It's either a scam or a trap, or it's Tu Laozi's prosperous beauty!

Feng Zhao was thinking in a mess, and suddenly the world of spiritual consciousness trembled, and then a kind of extreme pain came quickly.

"what--"

Feng Zhao let out a cry of pain, hugged his head and rolled over on the ground, cold sweat mixed with the painful saline from his eyes rolling down, he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't even swear the word "fuck".

I don't know how much time has passed.

Finally, the new round of torture was over, Feng Zhao regained consciousness, he sat up in a daze, stared at the persimmon tree in the yard in a daze, and didn't respond for a long time.

Huang Baozhu was a little uneasy: "This brat can't be...stupid, right? Old Li, you're a bit heavy-handed."

Lao Li shook his head, not explaining that the ray of devilish energy refined by himself lost control shortly after entering Feng Zhao's body. He looked at the student with high hopes, and while he was disappointed, he was more distressed. Worried, he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

On the other hand, old man Ji, with a long sigh: "It's hard to say, hard to say."

Feng Zhao sat in the yard like a log for a whole day, until Huang Mao came back, it seemed that he was suddenly injected with his soul.

Huang Mao didn't notice it, and as usual, he cooked, washed vegetables, washed pots and dishes, and occasionally joked with Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao didn't leak anything, and even put on a precious mask as usual before going to bed.

Huang Baozhu is not only uneasy now, she is even a little hairy: "Brothers, this... this Feng Zhao, could, could it have been polluted and assimilated by the demonic energy?"

Lao Li shook his head and said affirmatively: "Impossible! Any of us may be polluted by demon energy, but he is impossible!"

"Why is it impossible? Look at him, his reaction...is like an established procedure, exactly the same as the orcs in Xiyin Prefecture who were assimilated by the evil energy pollution!" Huang Baozhu felt guilty when she said this. His face turned pale, and he was about to say something, but the old man Ji beside him suddenly made a quick look gesture.

Feng Zhao suddenly sat up from the bed, then walked out of the door, stood in the yard, and looked at the sky.

Although today's moon is round, there is a thin layer of mist covering it, making the whole night sky a bit more hazy.

There was a wind blowing, and it was a bit cold.

Feng Zhao stood there in a daze for a while, and suddenly he was like a monkey, running and jumping quickly, leaving the yard and heading all the way to the slums.

The three people who had been watching with concern were first overjoyed, and then bewildered.

This daze became even more dazed after following Feng Zhao to a dilapidated small courtyard.

However, compared to their bewilderment, Feng Zhao looked at the empty courtyard and room with panic and despair.

The old man is not here.

The only possible hope, gone...

Feng Zhao didn't know how he got back. When he came back, he saw that the yellow-haired shoes were not on. He was looking around worriedly, and asked "what's the matter" one after another.

what happened?

"I'm about to die." Feng Zhao said, "Huang Mao, I'm about to die..."

Huang Mao's back was shivered by the unexpected words, and he was about to say something, but he heard footsteps outside the door, it was Xu Yingjun.

"Xiao Zhao is back? Xiao Zhao, you..."

"Old Xu, I'm going to die." Feng Zhao's eyes were blank, and he repeated, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."

Xu Yingjun and Huang Mao looked at each other, and hurriedly pushed Feng Zhao into the bedroom without saying a word, then pinned him down on the bed, and then pulled up the quilt and covered Feng Zhao.

Xu Yingjun said: "Sleep first, we will talk after getting up."

Huang Mao echoed: "Yes, Brother Xu is right, Brother Zhao, stop thinking about it, you will be fine once you wake up, ha, ha ha ha..."

Feng Zhao stared fixedly at the two people in front of him. After a while, he slowly closed his eyes. Just as he closed his eyes, an extreme pain rushed into his brain.

"Ah—" The pain caused Feng Zhao to let out a cry of pain, and his body rolled over unexpectedly and fell off the bed.

"Brother Zhao!"

"Little Zhao!"

"Hey, hey, old Li, what are you doing? People and children are like this, you still play tricks..." Before Huang Baozhu finished speaking, Lao Li suddenly took a step forward and appeared in front of Huang Mao and Xu Yingjun, Then he pointed at Feng Zhao's forehead, the fire in his eyes flickered, and the spiritual energy surged.

Huang Baozhu murmured: "Brother Li, this is..."

Old man Ji smiled: "Be soft-hearted, after so many years, Lao Li is still so soft-hearted, alas."

"Then, the plan? What should we do?" Huang Baozhu asked.

Old man Ji still smiled: "What should we do? We old people are still there, why do we have to persecute these juniors? When we... are gone, they should all grow up, right?"

Huang Baozhu was silent when she heard the words, she looked at the old man Ji whose teeth were about to fall out, and at Lao Li's bald head that was exposed because of anxiety, and suddenly smiled: "Yes, there are us, little brats! There is no rush to grow slowly.”

However, there are many things in this world that always backfire.

Feng Zhao's pain this time didn't last long, and the first moment he opened his eyes and saw Lao Li, he was able to react quickly, and waved his hand like a fist——

Viciously, without reservation!

"Bang!" With a sound, Lao Li was caught off guard and was stunned. The wig he had just put on fell off again because of the sudden turning of his head, revealing the half-bald top of his head.

"Damn bald, get lost—" Feng Zhao snorted coldly, under Xu Yingjun's and Huang Mao's unclear eyes, his whole body exuded an incomparably powerful aura.

This momentum...

Huang Baozhu and old man Ji looked at each other, and they showed up one after another, intending to step forward to explain something to Lao Li, but at this moment, Feng Zhao suddenly rolled around in pain with his head in his arms, rolling and burning. caught.

Huang Mao was shocked: "Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao——"

Xu Yingjun reflexively wanted to put out the fire with the blanket, but he didn't want to, the fire not only didn't go out, but burned towards him along the blanket.

"Stay far away—Lao Ji, Huang girl!" Lao Li hurriedly asked his two companions to take Huang Mao and Xu Yingjun away, while he took a deep breath, stomped his feet, and a circle of flames exploded around Feng Zhao. The flames are confined within a certain range.

however.

Soon Lao Li found out with horror that not only could his flame not control the spread of Feng Zhao's flame, it was even being swallowed!

Devoured by flames?

Beast spirits... suppressed?

At this moment, Lao Li couldn't be said to be more shocked, more delighted, or more worried. He no longer cared about thinking too much, and the spirit rings all over his body were opened. Surrounded by eight spirit rings, he was finally able to step on Taking a step forward, he approached Feng Zhao.

"Wake up! Feng Zhao - wake up! Feng Zhao - Feng Zhao -"

In the raging flames, half of the farmhouse was burned, and the whole sky seemed to be dyed red.

Feng Zhao was lying on the ground, trying to reach forward with his hands, as if he wanted to catch something, but it seemed that he was really just subconsciously expecting, expecting...

But what is the use of expecting?

No one will come.

The hope of life was given up by myself, so I can't blame anyone if I... die.

Just a little reluctant.

Dad, mom, brother...

Dad, mom, brother...

"Father, mother, brother..." A voice as thin as a gnat rang out, making the anxious Lao Li feel a sore nose inexplicably, and he wanted to scold his mother with regret and guilt.

still a child...

What does the so-called general trend of the world have to do with him?

"Feng Zhao? Feng Zhao, wake up, wake up—" Lao Li patted Feng Zhao's shoulder lightly, and quickly tapped the acupuncture points on Feng Zhao's head with his fingers, wanting to wake up the person trapped in the world of spiritual knowledge at this moment. Spiritual consciousness is called out.

However, it still doesn't work.

Even at this moment, with such a close search, Lao Li still couldn't feel the existence of the demonic energy in Feng Zhao's spiritual consciousness that had been refined by him.

Could it be... really polluted?

Thinking of this possibility, Lao Li trembled all over, and subconsciously wanted to probe again. At this moment, a familiar sigh fell into Lao Li's ears, and then Lao Li suddenly flew up and was caught. A wave of air was gently swept out of the sea of ​​flames.

"Lao Li, why did you come out?" Old man Ji asked with a frown.

Huang Baozhu on the side was even more anxious to increase the confinement of the surrounding earth elements to prevent the excessive fire elements in the room from sweeping around and causing a huge fire.

Old Li was stunned for a moment, then slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "It's all right, that...he's here."

that one?

Both Old Man Ji and Huang Baozhu's eyes lit up, and then their serious faces quickly became relaxed.

Old man Ji was about to ask something, when he realized that there were two children next to him, he pressed down quickly, but sighed to himself: "Okay, okay, it's good that he's here, it's good that he's here..."