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

However, at this moment, the young man lying on the luxurious big bed, his long silver-white hair seems to have dimmed a bit, revealing a frightening grayness, his overly clear face is as pale as paper; under the thin black quilt, The body trembled lightly, so delicate that no one dared to approach it.

Not to mention adding another quilt.

Feng Zhao hugged the quilt in his hand, hesitated again and again, and still gently landed on the opponent's body. However, after the quilt fell, the trembling of the opponent's body did not stop. He frowned and went to fetch another quilt...

"The young master suffered an internal injury, not a fever." He Jing kindly reminded, and found that Feng Zhao didn't seem to listen to him at all, frowned, thought carefully, and chose to exit the room quietly, leaving Give the young master and the future young master's husband a two-person world.

After Feng Zhao added another quilt to Song Zhiran, he completely gave up such futile help, but against the background of the three quilts, Song Zhiran seemed a little more fragile, and the fragility made Feng Zhao recover. At the time, the three thick quilts had already been hugged away.

"Damn!" Feng Zhao burst out, a little annoyed that he had done nothing, but most of them were at a loss.

He had a premonition that he didn't want to admit. The reason why Song Zhiran was seriously injured in front of him seemed to be... because of himself?

But why?

Before I fell into a coma... what kind of death did I do?how come……

Feng Zhao knocked on his head with his hands, trying hard to make a sound, but he didn't know that the more anxious he was, the more intense the negative emotions surging in his heart, and the more active the devil energy in his body. The glazed eyes were filled with black air bit by bit.

finally--

Just when the demon energy was about to take over again, Song Zhiran on the bed suddenly coughed and opened his eyes.

Feng Zhao was awakened by the coughing, and hurriedly looked up.

Song Zhiran's pupils shrank, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Feng Zhao wiped the corners of Song Zhiran's mouth slowly, then used a pillow as a cushion, and carefully helped him up, saying, "You say you, you usually watch him." Isn't it awesome to coax a big guy? Why are you so crispy? Damn, what happened? You..."

If it had been another time, Song Zhiran would have thrown out the water sword a long time ago, interrupting Feng Zhao's nonsense, but this time, he was surprisingly patient.

No, it should be good tempered.

The good temper made Feng Zhao feel bad all over. He unconsciously closed his beeping mouth, but he didn't notice anything about his stained glass eyes. He just looked at Song Zhiran so intently.

Song Zhiran frowned, coughed lightly, and spit out the word "water".

Feng Zhao immediately turned around and poured water to serve.

Song Zhiran looked at the water handed to him, but remained indifferent.

Feng Zhao understood in seconds, and hesitated for a second between turning the water glass upside down and Song Zhiran's mouth, or using the spoon, and decisively chose the latter.

Song Zhiran's extremely black eyes fell from Feng Zhao's eyes to the spoon condensed with light elements, and after a long time, his lips parted slightly to enjoy the water feeding service of the culprit.

After feeding a glass of water, the guilt in Feng Zhao's heart also decreased a lot, replaced by the urgency to know the truth, but——

Feng Zhao looked at Song Zhiran whose eyes were closed again, but couldn't ask any more words.

Song Zhiran didn't realize it, he just closed his eyes and rested his mind, while the spiritual power in his body was repairing the injuries in his body at an extraordinary speed.

Time passed by, and the overly quiet atmosphere in the room made He Jing who was waiting quietly outside couldn't sit still.

I could hear a little movement just now, why is there no movement now?

Could it be... something happened?

He Jing hesitated for a while, but decided to confirm one or two things. Through the crack of the door, he found that the young master on the bed and the young master's husband by the bed were both meditating with their eyes closed and exercising their spiritual power. Carefully closed the door.

Although the imaginary scene of two people cultivating feelings is a bit wrong, but the young master and the young master's husband can enter the world of spiritual knowledge together and practice breathing. Does this mean that the two have already trusted each other?

Thinking of this, He Jing's perennially paralyzed face finally showed a little relief, and even when the optical brain communication was turned on, the corners of his eyes and brows were a little more joyful, which made Huang Mao who received the communication almost couldn't resist going out to have a look , Did it rain red in the sky, or a knife fell.

Of course, it turned out that there was nothing abnormal about this day other than the gloomy weather, only in Dongling State, and in the distant Xiyin State, the sunset was particularly early, when the fog replaced the night and enveloped the whole land , The gray mist was gradually dyed with strands of black.

"I'm afraid this time the demonic wave will come earlier." The old man who spoke had all white hair. Because he had guarded Xiyin Prefecture all the year round, the tired look on his brows and eyes was more than worrying. He stood on the somewhat old city wall, looking at the Looking at a certain place, after a long time, he sighed and said to the people beside him, "Send the news of the advance of the demon tide to Huangzhou, and let those people... find a way."

As for what method?

There seems to be no good way except to use life to fill it up again like it has been for many years.

I only hope that this time it will not be like the last time, the whole army will be wiped out...

The Central Plains Huangzhou Communication Department may investigate and confirm the news of the other three states, and finally decide whether to upload it to the high-level. However, Xiyin State is an exception.

No matter what the news is, the message sent by Xi Yinzhou will reach the five congressmen of the United Nations directly through the internal line as soon as possible.

In a small conference room, five people of different ages and appearances gathered in it in the middle of the night.

The heavy conference room door was closed, and the speaker sitting at the head was a female orc. Her hair was carefully combed, her face was serious, and she wore thick black-rimmed glasses, but she couldn't suppress the blue-black color in her eyes, or more accurately Let’s just say, the honorable lady speaker came in too much of a hurry, so she didn’t take the time to slather herself with foundation and achieve the perpetually flawless, insufficient achievement that she does before every meeting.

However, compared to these external performances, the female speaker, like the other congressmen present, cared more about the demon tide.

One of the councilors said: "According to the records, thousands of years ago, the magic tide was once every 50 years, and then gradually changed, 20 years, ten years... to three years now. This time it was suddenly half a year earlier, I have to doubt that this Does it mean that Demon Tide will shorten the time limit again?"

"It's fine if it's just shortening the time limit. The key is—" another congressman answered, "In the long run, even with the power of the whole United Nations, it will become more and more difficult to resist the demonic tide. In the end, Xiyin Prefecture Occupied, are other states still far away?"

"That's the problem! It turns out that we have been unwilling and unable to face the hidden dangers of the demon tide. Now, we can't afford to continue to escape!"

Speaking of this, the oldest congressman in the room sighed heavily. His old face was covered with wrinkles, and his whole body had shrunk due to old age, making him look very short and thin. Pushing the stack of materials to the center of the conference table, he said word by word, "Comrades, the real end is about to come!"

This small conference room lasted for twelve hours from closing to opening. After twelve hours, the latest orders were passed through the Ministry of Communications to the guarding governors of the states.

South Fengzhou.

The handsome man in a suit and leather shoes took the document from the secretary, his brows first frowned, then relaxed, he smiled, and said: "Go and inform the young master, just say that the five state competition is ahead of schedule, let him go to the Central Plains ahead of time Huangzhou."

Beirong Prefecture.

The burly man looked at the message sent by the optical brain, laughed twice, and waved his hand like a bolt of lightning towards the direction of the Central Plains Huangzhou.

Dongling State.

Standing in the gazebo surrounded by water, Governor Dongfang let out a long sigh, and then said slowly: "Send the change of the competition selection to the aristocratic family and the major universities first, and let them submit the list of candidates within a day. The specific list... the day after tomorrow Reconsideration."

The subordinate nodded yes, and was about to leave, but was stopped again.

Governor Dongfang asked: "How did the people with god-level qualifications investigate?"

The subordinate shook his head and replied: "I still haven't been able to find out the specific information, but - I got an unknown message from the underground arena."

Governor Dongfang immediately became interested when he heard the words, but after his subordinates mentioned the name Feng Zhao, he immediately explained the investigation about Feng Zhao one by one, and he couldn't help frowning: "The beast spirit was fully awakened at the age of 18. Now he is only a healer in the second ring? Does his aptitude really have the possibility of being a god?"

The subordinate remained silent, letting Governor Dongfang talk on his own for a while, and finally sighed, "Forget it, don't care whether it's true or not, let's just leave it like this for now, and wait...after the small secret land of mountains and seas passes, let's talk about it."

The Small Secret Realm of Mountains and Seas was opened at the end of the month, but it was the first time that Governor Dongfang not only hoped that all the proud children would return triumphantly, but also worried that they would all return safely. After returning, these young children would be the most likely to become successors. After participating in the five-state competition, the second batch of cannon fodder entered Xiyin Prefecture to resist the demon tide.

Yes, cannon fodder.

For so many years, apart from some true geniuses with both strength and opportunity, how many people have survived the demonic tide in Xiyin Prefecture?

In the gazebo, Governor Dongfang let out a long sigh.

***

Feng Zhao was awakened by the excessive spiritual energy around him. He suddenly discovered that his second spiritual ring had a ninth spiritual core, and this spiritual core was precisely because it contained too much spiritual energy. It was so shiny it looked like it was about to explode.

however.

It stands to reason that if the ninth spiritual core is cultivated, then it is time to ascend to the ring, but Feng Zhao realized it carefully, but found that he did not have the slightest feeling of going to the ring.

Is it because the opportunity hasn't come yet, or...the tenth spiritual ring has to be cultivated?

Feng Zhao frowned, but quickly relaxed it. Anyway, it doesn't matter whether you want to cultivate the tenth or not, anyway, if you have time to practice more, it's like reading more books, it's always right.

but--

Feng Zhao turned his gaze and landed on Song Zhiran who was able to stand up at some point and was still standing on the balcony, bathed in the sun.

The other party put on a black robe again, and his long silver-white hair hung down. Against the backdrop of black and white, it was particularly eye-catching.

Feng Zhao couldn't help but wanted to touch it, but when he stretched out his hand, someone turned his sinister gaze first.

Feng Zhao turned his hand around and landed on his clothes. He straightened his appearance, and then straightened it again... Hmmmm?

Feng Zhao, who was arranging his clothes, changed his expression suddenly. He rubbed his fingers back and forth on the second button of his clothes, and then clicked it again.

In the end, when I closed my eyes and sensed, the whole person was not well.

Hey!

Where is my storage buckle?

Feng Zhao didn't bother to look for an opportunity to ask Song Zhiran what he did before he passed out. He didn't even have time to say hello, so he jumped off the balcony and ran away.

Song Zhiran who was holding a button-shaped storage item: "..."

Song Zhiran frowned, and raised his hand to throw this deceptively shaped storage item on the soft couch beside him, and allowed it to roll under the couch, as if nothing happened Just keep enjoying the sunshine.

The body of extreme yin has greatly increased the speed of his recovery from internal injuries, but it also has fatal side effects.

Drive the light toward the sun, or more precisely, thirst for warmth, will become more and more thirsty with time, until finally——

Song Zhiran wondered if he would one day kill himself like a moth to a flame.

Feng Zhao went through the ward over and over again, and finally went home again with Huang Mao's reminder.

However, at this time, the small courtyard of Feng's family was under construction, and there was nothing left of his previously burned bedroom. Naturally, it was impossible to have his own storage.

Feng Zhao's complexion was ashen, and his heart was ashen.

Huang Mao persuaded: "If you lose the storage buckle, just throw it away. Just buy another one in the future. Besides, if you don't buy the old one, you won't get the new one. Brother Zhao, don't be too discouraged."

Feng Zhao was speechless, and fell to the ground in a large font, as if he wanted to burp like this.

When Xu Yingjun brought his younger sister Xu Tian'er over, he saw Feng Zhao's dying appearance. Xu Yingjun frowned, and before he could speak, Xu Tian'er beside him couldn't help but walk a few steps quickly, squatted down, and asked worriedly: "Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you? Are you still feeling unwell?"

Feng Zhao's eyes were dull, and he replied: "I am dead, I have to burn the paper."

Xu Tianer let out a "poof" laugh, and was about to say something, when seeing Xu Yingjun frowning and looking over in disapproval, she pouted, and snorted, "I'm just talking to Brother Zhao!"

Xu Yingjun frowned even tighter, but Huang Mao couldn't wait to pull him aside, talking like this.

After hearing Huang Mao say that Feng Zhao's storage button was lost, Xu Yingjun gasped, and then suddenly realized.

Compared to Xu Yingjun and Huang Mao who knew Feng Zhao's nature and understood what Feng Zhao was doing at the moment, Xu Tian'er tilted her head in confusion.

"If the storage button is lost, just buy a new one. Yes, I remember that you can apply for a new storage item from the Healer Association. Brother Zhao, you can apply for it."

When Xu Tian'er said this, she blushed when she thought of something, and said in a small voice, "Actually, I have a lot of storage items. If Brother Zhao likes it, I can give it to you."

While speaking, Xu Tian'er had a small cuff button on her hand. The size, color and style all fit Feng Zhao's taste.

Feng Zhao, Feng Zhao is a little ready to move.

but.

Feng Zhao glanced at little sister Tian'er, who was blushing and bright-eyed, and finally shook his head decisively. He is a human being, and he is greedy for money, but he is not a beast. "Thank you, Tian'er, but no need... Prefer your own storage buckle."

Xu Tian'er was a little disappointed, but soon became happy again: "Brother Zhao is indeed a dedicated and good orc!"

dedicated?

No, no, I just love my unused Bao Jing exclusively...

hmmmm?

Baojing?

Song Zhiran...

A flash of light suddenly flashed through Feng Zhao's blank mind, he stood up again, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Xu Yingjun's sharp eyes and hands.

Xu Yingjun said seriously: "I remember you said before that you are going to the secret land of mountains and seas?"

Feng Zhao froze for a moment, then nodded.

Xu Yingjun frowned and said, "Do you know the news that the five-state competition will start earlier?"

Feng Zhao was a little dazed, it wasn't that he didn't know about the five-state competition, after all, it was a grand event for the five major states of the United Nations, which happens every five years, but——

"Is it related to me?" Feng · Second Ring · Weak Chicken · Zhao asked.

Xu Yingjun was silent for a moment, coughed lightly and said, "Aren't you interested in the Five States Competition?"

Feng Zhao shook his head resolutely, and replied, "I'm more interested in the upcoming intramural competition!"

Huang Mao cautiously reminded from the side: "Because of the changes in the rules of the five-state competition, the time has been advanced, and now the regular intramural competitions of various universities may be cancelled."

Feng Zhao suddenly became ill: "Cancel? Why? I waited for so many years, and I was about to graduate before I found a chance to deal with those bastards who look down on people. Why should I cancel it?"

Huang Mao shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he didn't know about this matter. After turning his eyes, he immediately urged Feng Zhao to go to Lao Li to ask for clarification. There was a meaning in his words——

This is Lao Li's intention!

Deliberately targeting Feng Zhao!

Can Feng Zhao bear it?

Of course Feng Zhao couldn't bear it!

After leaving Feng's small courtyard in a huff, on the way to find Lao Li to ask for clarification, he turned around and went to Donghai University.

Compared to questioning Lao Li's sinister intentions of canceling the intramural competition, the storage button is obviously more important!

Feng Zhao didn't open the window again this time. It was rare for him to enter the room from the door of the apartment in a well-behaved manner. He first pretended to be self-conscious and exchanged a few words with Song Zhiran, then changed the subject and mentioned the missing items. question.

Song Zhiran leaned on the reclining chair on the balcony, half-closed his eyes, and said after a while, "You used to sit on the soft couch."

Feng Zhao immediately got the key words, and after saying thank you, he went to search for the target object on the soft couch, up and down, and searched very carefully.

After a while, he heard a soft cry, Song Zhiran knew that someone must have found the storage button, the corners of his slightly pursed lips curled up and he returned to normal.

After Feng Zhao found the storage button, the first thing he did was to use his spiritual sense to search for his treasures. After making sure that all the things that should be there were there, and those that shouldn't be there were still there, he let out a long breath and collapsed. After a few hours, his face was finally restored to beauty and radiance.

Naturally, after the first task was completed, Feng Zhao inevitably became curious about what happened before he fell into a coma.

Feng Zhao glanced at Song Zhiran who seemed to be asleep, and asked straight to the point: "What did I... just do before? Well, it was before I fell into a coma."

Song Zhiran didn't even move his eyelids, so he spit out two words: "Cooperation."

cooperate?Feng Zhao was stunned for a moment, thinking that this seems quite possible, no, it should be true, after all, he was thinking about this issue two days ago, so it is very reasonable to take the initiative to come to propose cooperation.

Just

"You agreed? Well, I mean, you agreed to work with me?"

"No." Song Zhiran cherishes words like gold.

Feng Zhao was upset: "Are you sure you don't want to cooperate with unmarried couples? Then you... well, wait a minute, I should not only mention the cooperation with you about couples activities, right?"

Song Zhiran seemed to think that Feng Zhao's questioning, which was obviously not going to stop for a while, was very noisy, so he simply opened his eyes, and told Feng Zhao that he wanted to cheat for two for two at first, but after being exposed for his sinister intentions, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. Said a pass.

how to say?

With Song Zhiran's cold tone, every word was pronounced clearly, and what he said was particularly convincing, it didn't look like a lie at all.

Of course, Song Zhiran only lied about "turning his face and denying people" at the end, and Feng Zhao pushed back from the front, and the previous series of operations were indeed his heart, so he subconsciously thought that what Song Zhiran said was true. it's true...

As for the final matter of "turning your face and denying others", Feng Zhao naturally didn't think that he would turn his face and deny him. After all, if his strength does not allow it, an idiot will turn his face and deny others, right?

Therefore, Feng Zhao identified this behavior, which was completely different from his own nature, as the work of demonic energy!

So ever.

Feng Zhao was fooled by success without realizing it, and was about to leave, but before leaving, he looked suspiciously at Song Zhiran, who was lying dead in the scorching sun, and asked, "Are you hot?"

Song Zhiran remained silent, and tapped the coffee table next to him with his fingers, signaling Feng Zhao to get out of here.

Ran and egg.

Feng Zhao's two long legs suddenly turned a corner and turned back: "By the way, you really don't want to cooperate with me? The rewards in partner activities are very good. Everyone cooperates to share equally, a win-win situation!"

Song Zhiran didn't want to talk.

Feng Zhao, however, became interested, and blew a wave about the top three rewards in various activities of the Partners Association, blew the second wave, and when he was about to blew the third wave——

Song Zhiran opened his eyes, extremely dark pupils, sinister.

Feng Zhao took half a step back with his long legs, and looked at each other with a smile: "Win-win cooperation, no loss!"

Song Zhiran: "..."

Song Zhiran pursed his lips, and finally choked out two words: "Yes."

Feng Zhao's smile turned into a big laugh in seconds, his brows and eyes were curved, shining brightly.

Song Zhiran looked away, frowned, and before someone was about to speak again, he uttered another sentence with his tightly pursed lips: "You are too weak."

Feng Zhao's bright smile froze.

Song Zhiran continued to make up the knife: "Therefore, there is no need to cooperate in the secret realm of mountains and seas."

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhaojun's face collapsed, his glass-colored eyes half-closed, and he stared at Song Zhiran for a while before he had to be sure that Lu Ze, a high-ranking healer with four rings in the healing department, had already been found from the Healer's Guild. After helping, the guy in front of him really didn't need to cooperate with him.

Depend on!

Be underestimated!

So angry!

Feng Zhao said loudly: "I'm already the second-ring and nine-spiritual core, and I will be promoted to the third ring soon!"

Song Zhiran was startled by the words that suddenly rang in his ears, his drooping eyelids twitched, his half-closed eyes met Feng Zhao's handsome face with the words "If you don't like me, you're blind", and fell silent again and again. , it took a long time before he spoke again: "Third Ring."

"No problem!" Feng Zhao understood in seconds, and said with a smile, "There are still a few days before the opening of the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm, isn't it the promotion to the third ring? Absolutely no problem!"

Even if there is a problem, I will never let it become a problem!

At this moment, Feng Zhao was full of self-confidence.

The honey-juice-confident Feng Zhao felt that the two of them had become partners, so he planned to build a relationship with each other and get closer, so he turned his glass-colored eyes, and the corner of his eyes was swaying on Song Zhiran's long silver-white hair After waiting for a while, suddenly said: "You, don't you have gray hair?"

With such a sudden turn of events, Song Zhiran couldn't keep up.

"Hey, I think you must have had a hard time when you were a child." It wasn't hard, and you won't have gray hair at a young age, although it's still fair to look good.

It was rare for Feng Zhao not to say the last sentence out of some subtle empathy, but how should I put it, his eyes and expression at the moment were so bright that Song Zhiran couldn't even pretend not to see.

simply--

Itchy hands!

I want to beat up so much!

Song Zhiran had to admit that Feng Zhao in front of him was really jumping wildly on the edge of his sanity most of the time, making the long sword in his hand ready to move.

If it were another person, even if Song Zhiran didn't send the other party into reincarnation early, he would let the other party gain a lot of wisdom, and the conditioned reflex would run away...

however.

Pian Fengzhao is different.

Song Zhiran is very sure that Feng Zhao's brain circuit is different from most normal people, and there is a difference. At this time, Feng Zhao can still say another sentence——

"Actually, my life was not easy when I was a child, but I have good genes, a natural beauty, thick hair, neither white nor bald... Uh!" Feng Zhao's words were broken by the water sword that almost scalped, He shrank his neck, looked at the few strands of hair that had been chopped off, and swallowed slowly.

Feng Zhao has reason to suspect that if he had reacted a little slower just now, if he had just a little bit, his thick and black hair would have been cut off by half!

Hey!

"Song Zhiran...you!" Feng Zhao was so angry that he wanted to question and fight a dragon, but before he finished speaking, he saw the guy who had just condensed the water sword to cut him, turned his head and spurted blood, and immediately gave up all his anger with a guilty conscience. Swallowed it back.

Hey!

Forget that the guy in front of him is recuperating.

The previous wound was caused by his "turning his face and ignoring others"...

Feng Zhao's cautious and guilty face suddenly changed from the state of preparation for the battle, just like the scorching sun in summer, when the wind is suddenly sunny and warm.

"Come, drink tea, moisten your throat."

"Come here, bask in the sun, the sun is better!"

"Well, do you need to beat your back?"

"Ahem, is there anything you want to eat? I'll order takeaway~~"

"that……"

Feng Zhao perfectly copied Huang Mao's various behaviors when he was guilty of flattery, but Song Zhiran refused all of them, and even said impatiently: "Enough!"

Feng Zhao was a little aggrieved, feeling that Song Zhiran didn't know what was good and what was wrong, his smiling face collapsed again, he grabbed the paw that was about to slap him, his eyes fell on the other's middle finger, and he suddenly groaned, inexplicably He said confidently: "When you crossed the tribulation before, why did I suddenly appear by your side?"

Song Zhiran's left middle finger with the blue ring trembled, and he pursed his lips in silence.

"Is it because of a pair of rings?" Although Feng Zhao's tone was inquiring, he was full of determination. He hadn't thought much about the reason why he suddenly "sacrificed his life to save" under the catastrophe, voluntarily It is absolutely impossible to be voluntary.

Since it cannot be voluntary, it must be passive.

The only possible reason for this passive behavior was the special prize drawn after the marriage contract was made at the Beast Spirit Association - the Summoning Ring.

Feng Zhao is very thankful at the moment for Song Zhiran's ruthless personality, and with the buff of serious injury and weakness, now he doesn't have to waste his tongue on the thing that the lion asked for "life-saving grace" not long ago, and he doesn't need to worry about it. Being scalped by a sword, he can even brazenly show off his lucky S attribute.

Feng Zhao stretched out his left hand triumphantly, and waved again and again in front of Song Zhiran's eyes: "Look, look... Everyone spins the lucky wheel at the same time, you spin two heart balloons, and I——I won the special prize , Summoning ring! Summoning, you understand, if there is any problem in the future, you can ask me for help through the summoning ring~~hehe."

Song Zhiran: "..."

"Of course, if I need help in the future, I will trouble you~~" Feng Zhao added emphatically.

Song Zhiran: "!"

Song Zhiran: "!!"

Song Zhiran endured and endured, and finally raised his eyes to look at Feng Zhao, with extremely black eyes, and a sinister gaze, let him already figured out in his heart - how to summon the ring when he turned back into the secret realm, or more precisely, Song Zhiran , to maximize the benefits—— Feng Zhao, looked away guiltily, pretending that he hadn't thought about anything.

Feng Zhao had the choice between forcibly changing the topic again or hurrying away while someone was going crazy and slashing and vomiting blood. Because of repeated repetitions, he still chose the latter humanitarianly.

But he didn't want to, Song Zhiran withdrew his hand that had been grabbed and rubbed for a while, and suddenly asked, "Is the reward from the cultivation tower still there?"

Feng Zhao realized in an instant that Song Zhiran was asking about the black box, his body was a little stiff, and he nodded after a while, and asked instead: "Do you want it?"

Song Zhiran shook his head, only said: "Keep it well, don't open it."

Feng Zhao: "..."

Feng Zhao said dryly "Oh", and the footsteps that were about to leave suddenly became hesitant. His glazed eyes struggled repeatedly, but still faintly swayed to Song Zhiran's overly clear face, and he asked: "What if , I mean what would happen if...if it was opened?"

Song Zhiran's cold gaze swished over, like a sharp sword carrying a murderous intent, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he said a cold word: "Death."

"Don't get me wrong, I mean if! If!" Feng Zhao explained, trying to put on a curious look, "I just think that although the box looks ordinary, since it can be used as a mysterious item as a reward, maybe There's something good hidden in there too, isn't there?"

Song Zhiran's extremely black eyes were deep, and he didn't know for a long time what else he would say after believing Feng Zhao's nonsense, but he said in a smooth manner: "The black box is made of Jiyang wood."

"Extreme sun wood? But the extreme sun wood that only grows in Xiyin Prefecture?" Feng Zhao's eyes lit up, and after Song Zhiran nodded in affirmation, he was immediately overjoyed.

You know, this extremely sun mummy is a first-class good thing in the orc world, and it is the only super good thing that can be rewarded with a mysterious item level as long as it is sent to the Master Craftsman Bureau!

But now, I actually have a black box made of extremely yang wood. Doesn't this mean that no matter what rare treasure I get in the future, as long as I hide it inside, it is absolutely impossible for even the superpowers of the Nine Rings to see the clue? .

Yes, in addition to the basic fireproof, waterproof and fresh-keeping functions of Jiyang wood, the most powerful thing is to hide the breath.

It should be noted that the aura of the orc world has revived, but some rare treasures have signs of aura overflowing. Once obtained, it is extremely easy to be spied on and robbed, and in the end countless deaths and injuries are caused.Just like my last trip to the secret realm, it was because of a mature Resurrection Grass that first aroused the competition of strange beasts, then the jealousy of the so-called teammates, and finally...

Feng Zhao suppressed the hostility caused by recalling the past, and made up his mind to make good use of the black box in the secret mountain and sea realm. If it fits in it, it will fit in it, and if it can't fit in it, it will eat it. Anyway, if you kill it, you won't give others a chance to snatch it. .

but.

Feng Zhao subconsciously wanted to rub something with his fingers. After rubbing for nothing, he suddenly realized that he had been rubbing Song Zhiran's arm repeatedly as an object, his face became hot, and he quickly coughed lightly. Then he asked. The question I should have asked a long time ago: "What is that black gas in the dungeon?"

Song Zhiran seemed to have expected that Feng Zhao would ask this question, and answered directly, "Demon energy."

"...What is devilish energy?" Feng Zhao asked again, "How can there be devilish energy?"

Song Zhiran replied again: "Everything in the world is born and restrained by each other. Since there is spiritual energy, why can't there be demonic energy?"

"Then... what will happen if a person is infiltrated by demonic energy?" Feng Zhao seemed to ask casually, but his tense body and eager expression at the moment fully exposed his own problems.

What a fool!

Song Zhiran sighed in his heart, but he didn't answer directly on the face. He just looked deeply at Feng Zhao with his extremely black eyes, and finally gave up his plan to raise a little bit of Hanbi from the side, and said directly: "Black box, have you opened it?"

Feng Zhao reflexively wanted to answer "No", but when the words came to his lips, after meeting Song Zhiran's eyes, he inexplicably thought of his unlucky experience of being pitted by Lao Li, his nose was aggrieved, and he was almost moved (and No) shed two male tears.

But he is a person who wants to save face, so he sniffed, turned around, pretended not to care and let out an "ang" sound, which was to admit that he had indeed opened the black box, but he never mentioned that he was cheated by Lao Li. Both forbearance and forbearance are vividly displayed.

Ran and egg.

At this moment, Feng Zhao thinks he is strong and forbearing. To Song Zhiran, he looks like a husky who came back from having fun outside and made a fool of himself. cry……

I thought no one else could see it...

Song Zhiran held his forehead, his eyelids drooped, while hiding the helplessness in his eyes, he also suppressed the urge to slap him.

calm.

Must be calm.

Before the unmarried partner agreement is completed, even if the guy in front of him is a fool, he must be a living fool, otherwise——

Song Zhiran thought of a group of X friends who could be found for him in a matter of minutes in the clan, and thought that the secret mountain and sea realm would be opened soon, and he must take good care of his injuries, and he must not delay his recovery because of idiots. He took a deep breath and finally said slowly again: "You now How does it feel?"

Feng Zhao is actually not very happy to show weakness in front of Song Zhiran, just like any male, when facing the same sex, he prefers bragging and spanking instead of madly complaining about himself.

Therefore, although he agrees with Huang Mao's words from the bottom of his heart, he knows that the person around him who knows the most about the so-called devil energy is Song Zhiran, and Song Zhiran is the only best partner who will never kill him before the partnership agreement is terminated By……

However, from the very beginning, he has been trying to prevaricate and perfunctory with other topics...so as to avoid the core problem.

In short, I just don't want to show weakness, I'm afraid of showing weakness...

just now-

That being the case—

Feng Zhao rubbed his nose, and after Song Zhiran asked what was going on again in a calm manner, his curled eyelashes slowly fell down, covering the emotions in his glazed eyes, and then he handed over the black box that he originally wanted to I gave it to Principal Li, but in the end he was tricked by the other party. Now that the demonic energy has been living in his spiritual world, and somehow, he lived there and ran out. I said it seriously and carefully. again.

After speaking, Feng Zhao just hung his head like that, silent and extremely quiet.

Song Zhiran: "..."

Song Zhiran looked at Feng Zhao's pitiful appearance at this time, the more he looked at it, the more he looked like a husky after returning home from a fool...

Well, it's still a husky who was bullied outside.

Song Zhiran suppressed the upward curve of the corners of his lips, pretended to think for a long time, and then said the countermeasure that he had thought about a long time ago: "You have two ways now,