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

The space trembled, the stone walls of the cave trembled, amidst the huge flames, and Feng Zhao's startled cry, Song Zhiran, holding a water sword, suddenly appeared.

Song Zhiran: "..."

Song Zhiran didn't even have time to observe the surrounding environment, he waved his long sleeves, and in the huge water curtain, he retreated quickly, avoiding the tragedy of being scorched by the flames.

however.

Flame was beating wildly and ran towards him, seeming to be calling his name.

Song Zhiran: "!"

Song Zhiran stared, and saw a figure rolling madly inside, calling his name while howling "fire, fire".

Song Zhiran: "..."

Song Zhiran once again distanced himself from Feng Zhao, or to be more precise, from the flames. Looking down at Feng Zhao who was still howling, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Sit cross-legged and meditate, breathing out spiritual energy!"

Feng Zhao heard the voice, but how could he meditate with his legs crossed in such a big fire, and breathe out spiritual energy?

This is the rhythm of death!

Feng Zhao has a psychological shadow on Huo. Even though he obviously has a problem with his pain-sensing nerves at this moment, he should not feel pain anymore, but he still rolls on the ground in pain, screaming.

Yelling, extraordinarily full of spirit——

So full of energy, Brother Yu Lang, who had already pulled away for a long, long distance, heard them all.

Yu Hao said, "Brother, something happened to that guy."

Yu Lang looked down at the map, uncertain: "The map shows that there should be nothing there, it's just a fork in the road, how could it be..."

"I don't know when this map was made. How accurate is it? Besides, there are so many roads in this secret realm, maybe there are a group of strange beasts on that road."

When Yu Hao said this, his expression was a little weird, "However, I always feel that Feng Zhao's reckless style of play before is a bit familiar, just like..."

Yu Hao's expression froze, he turned around abruptly, gritted his teeth and said, "It's him!"

"What's wrong?" Yu Lang asked.

Yu Hao gritted his teeth: "Brother, Feng Zhao is the guy who 'I want to ascend the ring', that's him! The lucky one with the exemption number!"

Yu Lang was stunned for a moment, but now that he understood again, he listened carefully, howled intermittently, and said coldly: "Since it's him, it's also a good time to die early, so we won't waste points going back to kill him. "

When Yu Hao heard this, although he was still a little unwilling, he also knew that this was the best result. It's a pity that the exemption number cannot be snatched outside the underground arena, otherwise——

Feng Zhao didn't know that he had been identified as a "dead person". He struggled in the fire and wailed miserably. From the very beginning, he hoped for Song Zhiran's help, to the final despair, it seemed like a century had passed.

Finally, he couldn't howl anymore, and his outstretched hand had no strength to scratch. In the flames, he slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the coming of death.

Song Zhiran waited and waited, and finally when someone calmed down, and was about to remind him to breathe out his spiritual energy again, he suddenly found that the breath from the fire was getting weaker and weaker.

Like an incense that is about to burn out, the last breath is floating, as long as the next moment, or the next second, the last breath will be completely cut off.

A voice suddenly came from Feng Zhao's ear, he said, and opened his eyes.

Feng Zhao's eyelids did not move, as if he had died.

The voice was a little helpless, and he gently comforted: "Feng Zhao, open your eyes, I brought you a gift, it's Baojing!"

Feng Zhao's eyelids trembled, as if he had been bewitched. The tentacles of money greed in his brain were frantically shaking his sanity, but he still couldn't make him open his eyes willingly.

He didn't want to see fire, not at all!

"...Feng Zhao, there is no fire, the fire has already gone out, really." Speaking of this, the voice added slowly, "I actually brought you five precious crystals, gold, wood, water, light, earth, and five elemental treasures Crystal is here, do you want it?"

five!

Five Precious Crystals!

Feng Zhao's eyelids trembled suddenly. When he felt the familiar touch of precious crystals on his eyelids, he seemed to smell the smell of precious crystals (money) from the tip of his nose. He couldn't help it anymore, and opened his eyes abruptly.

It was pitch black, and there was nothing.

Naturally, there was no fire.

While Feng Zhao was disappointed, he breathed a sigh of relief, but soon he felt that something was wrong. The dark world seemed very narrow, and when he moved his hands and arms, he would touch the cool skin...

Feng Zhao subconsciously wanted to rub it with his fingertips, but he didn't want his hand to be clasped directly. The slightly cool skin was gone, replaced by depressive and scorching breath.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at him intently.

Feng Zhao's heart suddenly started beating, his brain, which had been idle for too long, finally turned on slowly, and a name popped up.

Song Zhiran.

"Song, Song Zhiran, is it you... are you?" Feng Zhao tentatively opened his mouth, the light elements between his fingers quickly condensed, but in the next second, the condensed light was roughly destroyed by someone, it was just the fleeting light , still allowed him to confirm the identity of the other person.

It's Song Zhiran!

only!

only! !

Feng Zhao's face was burning hot. Even though the narrow place was pitch black at the moment, he still didn't dare to look up. The more he didn't want to think about it, the snow-white and tide reflected in front of his eyes.Red, still makes him unable to forget.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

why!

Why no clothes! ! ! !

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

Feng Zhao's whole person is not very well, especially when his eyes are out of sight, and his sense of smell and hearing are super exerted, he always feels that there is a strange fragrance somewhere, which seems to be absent, lingering endlessly, and he will come back when he carefully distinguishes it. I found that it slid into the bottom of my heart...

Scratch and scratch mischievously, tickle your heart!

pill!

Song Zhiran, this shameless guy, why is he suddenly full of hormones?

This is using a beauty trick!

I actually want raw rice to be cooked.meal!

No no no no!

No no no no!

I I I I... I'm straight, straight, straight

Feng Zhao suddenly felt his palm being hooked, and then something was stuffed in.

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Oh, it turned out to be Baojing...

Wait, it turned out to be Baojing!

The excited factor of Feng Zhao jumped into his mind, and his excited fingers could not wait to experience Baojing's perfect touch. However, the next second, Song Zhiran whispered in his ear: "Sit cross-legged and meditate, breathe out spiritual energy, hurry up!"

At the same time as the quick word fell, the precious crystal in Feng Zhao's hand was forcibly taken away again. Song Zhiran, a ruthless man, was threatening him with the facts. If you are not obedient, the precious crystal will not be given to you!

Feng Zhao's mood went up and down too quickly, and if it was another time, he might jump up and curse at others, but at this moment, while feeling wronged by being played with, he still obediently sat cross-legged and meditated, exhaling spiritual energy.

Just after Feng Zhao completely entered the world of spiritual knowledge, the dark world he had been supporting with his black robe, or more precisely, the dharma robe, was completely gone.

In the raging flames, the golden threads on the black cassock surged, which was the streamer of the formation. As the flame burned, the initial dazzling streamer gradually weakened.

at last!

The black cassock began to burn, and at this moment, the cassock suddenly closed, and Song Zhiran stood up from the flames in a black robe. He staggered, holding the red precious crystal in his hand, and went towards it as fast as possible. recede outside.

His speed was fast enough, but the black robe that had been supporting it for too long had already been overwhelmed. Before he escaped from the flames, it was like a step, and it ignited——

Feng Zhao didn't know about this, he was immersed in his spiritual knowledge world, where every time the spiritual energy around him circulated, there was a touch of fire, and gradually, the whole spiritual knowledge world became more and more intense. The red became more and more red, and in the end, it was completely fiery red, but with the improvement of his own practice time, this fiery red was finally reflected outside the secret realm.

Outside the secret realm, half of the sky in Dongling Prefecture suddenly turned red.

In the red sky, the clouds thickened layer by layer, and the rumbling sound was faintly visible.

"Crimson Thunder Tribulation?" Governor Dongfang walked out of the conference room, frowning and looking at the red clouds in half the sky. There was joy in his eyes, but more of them were bewildered.

With such a large expanse of thunder, how many people survived the tribulation?

Could it be that he is an outstanding person in Dongling Prefecture, and has produced a group of geniuses with god-level qualifications?

There are quite a few people who are as puzzled as Governor Dongfang. They have been hiding in Dongling State for a long time and want to find out the dark people with the previous god-level qualifications, but now they are more hesitant.

With such a large piece of thunder tribulation, where can I find the person who will cross the tribulation?

Of course, the most important thing is, is that Feng Zhao the owner of Scarlet Thunder Tribulation?If yes, if yes...

Now it seems that maybe maybe maybe...not rare.

Countless people who wanted to do something wrong, looked up at the sky, watched the crimson thunderclouds rolling, rumbling... After hacking (?), they silently withdrew their black hands.

Rare things are precious, and they have become god-level qualifications for common goods, and they cannot be killed.

Alas, this East Lingzhou is probably about to rise.

Feng Zhao didn't know that he had become a mainland product. He was trapped in a secret realm, and the raging thunder calamity naturally couldn't fall on him. Because the secret realm is alive and its position changes at any time, Tianlei is like chasing a bear child. Parents, running hard, running, "parents" are angry!

Knock inside, I won't serve you anymore!

Therefore, Tianlei stopped chasing the secret realm, and it hacked everywhere decisively and freely. Inheriting the experience of the previous hacking, this time it was even more chaotic.

After 36 thunderstorms, the clouds will disperse, and a golden light will disperse.

however.

Just when the golden light from heaven was about to fall on other people at random, the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge hand grabbed the golden light, and then——

Then, nothing.

Governor Dongfang, who had been watching, frowned, and the figure that was about to chase stopped. He looked at the direction where the giant hand appeared, and murmured: "Nanfengzhou...could it be that old bird? Could it be... Is that Lu Yi really the Phoenix Beast Spirit?"

The bad old man didn't know that someone had already blamed him. He put all the gifts from the heavens into a bottle, turned his head and sprayed a mouthful of blood, cursed a few words, and his figure disappeared like a bubble. up.

It has to be said that the sudden attack of the bad old man just now completely shattered Governor Dongfang's illusion that he had a group of god-level qualifications in Dongling Prefecture, and he ruled it out rationally and regretfully.

However, as he looked at the layers of red clouds, something flashed in his mind. Suddenly, a name he had heard and seen not long ago popped up. Governor Dongfang's eyes lit up, and he asked his subordinates: "The distance between the mountains and seas is closed. How much longer?"

The subordinate replied: "There is still half a month left."

Governor Dongfang said "Yes" and looked towards the center of the red clouds. After a long time, he asked again: "After the secret realm is opened, make arrangements. I want to meet this group of proud people."

The subordinate was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and said: "Governor, most of the healers who have returned from the secret realm are suspicious. If you want to meet, you'd better arrange another time."

Speaking of this, the subordinate suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly added, "You are still free for the schedule in half a month, Governor, why don't you go to host the secret realm...closing ceremony that day?"

Governor Dongfang was taken aback for a moment, then the corner of his mouth twitched, "When will the secret realm be closed and there will be a ceremony? Why don't I know."

"...As long as you need it, the governor, it can exist!" The subordinate replied seriously, falling into the No. [-] High School Attached to the Governor of the East, he thought it was quite reasonable.

but.

The closing ceremony is impossible, but——

He can go and have a look to see if there is really a kid with a god-level qualification hidden inside as he guessed, and this kid... who is it?

Governor Dongfang made his decision, so he acquiesced to his subordinates to clear up all the schedules in half a month, and when he returned to the meeting room, he felt a lot more relaxed.

Seeing this, the several powerful families in Dongling Prefecture, as well as the spokespersons of the three major colleges and universities, exchanged glances with those close to them without any trace. Among them, the Zhang family's powerful person was the first to say with a smile: "The governor is in a good mood, but What good news is there?"

"There is no good news, but there is bad news." Governor Dongfang said, "Over the Central Plains Huangzhou, the schedule for the five-state competition has been released, and the time is set for the first day of May."

As soon as these words came out, the conference room was silent, and everyone's eyes flashed a little nervous.

It's not a few months until the first day of May. If they follow what they thought before, first recommend 100 places for each person present, and then release 100 places on the Internet, and then conduct an internal single-player competition, the top [-] will be free. Team formation, and then a team competition, the top ten teams will enter the Yaoguang Holy Land, which is not only a three-round screening, but also a kind of experience, so that the teams that come out of the Yaoguang Holy Land will have another PK to determine the championship and the second season Three teams...

But now it seems that there is obviously not enough time!

Governor Dongfang took a long sip, and added slowly: "The opening time of Yaoguang Holy Land has also come out, April [-]th."

Suddenly, there was a series of gasps in the already quiet conference room, and the blushing and thick-necked guy who was fighting not long ago was gasping for air at this moment.

After all, apart from the governor of Dongfang, there is one person present. The reason why there is a round, second round and third round of screening is not only because of wanting to select a suitable team to gain glory and resources for Dongling Prefecture, There is another one that is more relevant to their interests——

The quota of Yaoguang Holy Land.

If the secret realm means rich aura and treasures, then the holy land means the purification of blood and the improvement of aptitude!

Yes, it is also a treasure of heaven and earth, no matter the type or effect from the secret realm, there is a world of difference from those treasures in the holy land. It is always the current status and wealth of the governor of the east. If the rules of the holy land do not allow him, he will definitely Would love to go in and have a look.

How can the people present be an exception?

It's a pity that there is one rule in every holy place - those over 50 years old or above the sixth ring are not allowed to enter!

"By the way, I almost forgot to say that the opening time of Yaoguang Holy Land is expected to be 15 days." Governor Dongfang spoke again.

Everyone: "!"

Everyone quickly calculated in their minds, NO.13 is open, the holy land of fifteen days, there are two days left in April, one day to rest, and rush to Huangzhou, Central Plains Time, time...

Oh open!

You have to spend a lot of money to buy a flying ride, so as to compress the time on the road to half a day, otherwise, if you are unlucky on the first day and go directly to the field, wouldn't you have to kneel directly?

Governor Dongfang spent all his time looking at this group of guys who were the best at negotiating conditions. After a short period of time, he finally realized the reality and began to bow his head.

The person in charge of the Zhang family was the first to speak. He said: "Now that time is urgent, it is no longer necessary to screen elites in large numbers. How about screening them as a team? By the way, as for the team... the governor and old friends, I There is a proposal."

The Healer Guild in Eastern Lingzhou suddenly issued an announcement that day that it would hold a 20-day team points competition at the end of this month, and there were extremely clear restrictions on the age and level of participating team members.

Xu Yingjun has been paying attention to the situation of the Five States Contest, so the first time he saw this announcement, he understood the hidden meaning of selection.

Huang Mao was more interested in the Jielei that started to scurry in the sky than in the Wuzhou Competition, so when Xu Yingjun asked him if he wanted to participate, he answered very Buddhistly: "Brother Zhao, if I go, I will Go, if brother Zhao doesn't go, then I won't go either."

"...When Xiao Zhao comes out, the deadline for registration has passed." Xu Yingjun sighed helplessly, and said, "We signed up in the name of the team, so we can definitely add Xiao Zhao!"

Huang Mao was silent for a while, and said strangely: "You want to imitate Xiao Zhao's handwriting to write the application again?"

Xu Yingjun nodded: "Now that time is imminent, I can only imitate Xiaozhao's handwriting. By the way, the most suitable number of people in the team is five people. Feng Wu... seems to be sent somewhere by that instructor to practice again. , I can’t get in touch for the time being. You and I, Xiao Zhao, are still two people short.”

Xu Tian'er, who was listening, quickly raised her hand: "I, I, I, I want to go too, I want to sign up!"

Xu Yingjun frowned, but Huang Mao was very happy for Xu Tianer to join. After all, Xu Tianer looked soft and cute like a little sweet girl. In fact, the beast spirit was a bloodthirsty rabbit, not to mention, he was recruited at the age of 13 A genius who entered Linghai University.

true genius!

A 16-year-old five-ring senior spiritual master.

Just

Huangmao coughed lightly and asked, "Tian'er, have you recovered from the bloodsickness problem?"

Xu Tian'er, who was holding Xu Yingjun's arm, acting coquettishly and cutely begging to apply: "!"

Xu Tian'er's delicate face was pulled down in a snap, she lowered her head, and sat quietly back to her original position, without speaking.

Xu Yingjun touched his sister's head comfortingly, shook his head at Huang Mao, and said: "Tian'er's goal in the future is to be a teacher, and he has already applied to stay in school to teach. In May, it is the assessment period. I'm afraid I won't be able to make time for the competition."

Huang Mao immediately said "oh", and quickly changed the topic, only three people's problems were left, racking his brains.

Fortunately, soon, Huangmao had a flash of inspiration and dialed a communication.

***

Mountain and sea secret realm, in the secret treasure passage.

The two sat cross-legged, one of them closed his eyes and held his breath in the raging flames, three spiritual rings around his body were faintly visible, and on the third spiritual ring, one by one spiritual cores were condensing at an astonishing speed ; and the other—

The blue luxurious robe fell to the ground, with some gray and black colors scattered on it, and it looked a little dirty, but the owner of the robe didn't care about it. He had silver hair... as if it had been chewed by a dog. With short hair and a pair of extremely black eyes, they are easily locked on the man in the fire.

These two people are none other than Song Zhiran and Feng Zhao.

Compared with Feng Zhao who was still in the fire but unscathed, Song Zhiran was much more embarrassed. Not to mention the black robe he usually wore was burned, his hair was chewed by dogs, and the one he used to hold a sword Half of his hand was scorched right now, how could it be such a miserable word?

Song Zhiran has always had a strong tolerance for pain. After he simply smeared a layer of medicine on his hands, he stopped paying attention to his hands and focused all his attention on Feng Zhao.

He watched the spirit power surge all over the opponent's body. After the third red spirit ring was successfully condensed, five spirit cores were condensed in just a few days.

He entered the middle stage of the third ring just after he was promoted to the ring. With such background and aptitude, Song Zhiran couldn't help but feel a little bit better than others.

It's a pity that the fifth and sixth rings are a hurdle for a healer, and it's not easy to get over it, and more importantly——

Song Zhiran's main goal when he came to Dongling Prefecture was the Holy Land of Yaochi, even if he seized the opportunity to ascend to the ring, he would definitely not enter the sixth ring!

After Song Zhiran made sure that Feng Zhao's aura was stable and that there would be no problems in a short period of time, his gaze unconsciously fell from Feng Zhao's body to the still burning flame. The extinguishing flames, the domineering aura that almost burned him to death, complicated things flashed in his extremely black eyes.

Such a domineering flame...

The body of extreme yang...

Chicken, no, it should be a bird-shaped animal spirit...

Could it be—Phoenix?

Song Zhiran's eyes trembled, his already pursed lips became even tighter, and there was a little weirdness on his cold white leather face stained with gray and black, but in an instant, these weirdnesses turned into suspicion again.

Feng Wu's beast spirit is a lion, Feng Zhao's beast spirit is a phoenix...

Mutated lion, phoenix?

Beast spirits have certain genetic characteristics. For example, powerful beast spirits are more likely to be inherited, so two children of the same parent are likely to have the same kind of beast spirit, and the beast spirit is born from the older of the two parents. Evolved from excellent beast spirits.Of course, it is not ruled out that it will be inherited by the weak side, but in this case, if the child inherits the weak beast spirit, the awakened beast spirit will be weaker than the parents' generation in all likelihood...

Variation is not impossible.

but!

If Feng Zhao was a Phoenix Beast Spirit, it would be a super rare Beast Spirit that could be rated as 2S, only one step behind the 3S Legendary Beast Spirit, how could a mere Lion Beast Spirit be comparable?

Therefore, what Feng Wu inherited must be the weak beast spirit of her parents, but... Her lion beast spirit is not only not weak, but it is also beyond the level of ordinary lion beast spirits. She has reached the S level, and even in terms of combat power, after the elements entered her body, she is very likely to reach the top 2S beast spirit.

and so!

Song Zhiran's extremely dark eyes shrank suddenly, he deliberately ignored the conclusion that popped up in his mind, and shifted more thoughts to another line of thought.

If my guess is correct, Feng Zhao's beast spirit is a phoenix, and the bloodline of the phoenix is ​​definitely not low, then—the heir of such a high bloodline, his parents must be unusual, and even one of them must be Nanfengzhou The Lu family lineage!

The five major states of the United Nations, regardless of geographical and political factors in the Huangzhou of the Central Plains, the locals of the other four states all have one characteristic: Dongling Prefecture is dominated by marine animal spirits, while Nanfeng Prefecture is dominated by birds. Beirong Prefecture is beasts, while Xiyin Prefecture is insects.

Therefore, Song Zhiran was the first to think of Nanfengzhou, and the purest bloodline in Nanfengzhou was the Lu family, especially the Lu family's direct line.

Lu Xiangnan, the current ruler of the Lu family, his father Lu Aotian, his uncle Lu Wentian, and his sister Lu Ronghua, in terms of age, these four people are the most likely direct blood relatives.

Just, who is it?

Or, 20 years ago, the genius in the Lu family's rumors who died young, originally named Lu Xiangbei, had to change his name to Lu Bei's original heir?

Song Zhiran's thoughts were mixed but not chaotic. He only needed a little more evidence to get an accurate answer. Unfortunately, there was not enough evidence, and——

Song Zhiran closed his eyes and forced all the information in his head into his heart. At the same time, he suppressed all the feelings that he was hooked by Feng Zhao's extremely yang body not long ago. Everything seemed to be unaware and never happened. Generally, he turned his attention to Feng Zhao again.

Seeing this, his heart, which had been calmed down by thinking, suddenly jumped heavily.

Feng Zhao, who was supposed to cultivate the sixth spirit ring and completely enter the high level of the third ring, opened his eyes at some point, a pair of dark eyes.

The thick black demonic energy swayed in his pupils, manipulating him, and he stood up——

come over.

Song Zhiran's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was about to get up, but he didn't want "Feng Zhao" to seem to realize that he was going to run, so he rushed over suddenly, and the flames around him spread instantly, forming a flame cage.

Song Zhiran: "!"

"Feng Zhao" successfully trapped his delicious food and grabbed him. The raging magic flames in his eyes were beating, and his evil smile was blooming. The face that should have been dazzling and brighter than the sun is now like hell. A flower full of bewitching beauty.

However, compared to such a deceptive charm, what makes Song Zhiran feel worse is another layer of attraction on the other side!

The warmth of an extremely yang body!

Song Zhiran's cold white skin turned red quickly, and his whole body began to express his opinions crazily at a speed that he couldn't control. Even his brain was suffocated by the heat and wanted to get closer, closer, closer!

however.

His eyes were extremely black, extremely cold, and extremely quiet.

He looked deeply at the person in front of him, first he let the other person rub his face and neck, but before the other person seemed to finally find a position to bite down, he quickly and accurately pinched the other person's neck ·neck.

However, just when Song Zhiran thought he had succeeded, the other hand on his waist was suddenly exhausted.

In an instant, Song Zhiran, who was leaning on the stone wall, was slammed to the ground, losing the neck of "Feng Zhao", but he didn't care about the pain, and could only seize the opportunity to suppress himself in front of the other party. Before, stand up again.

however.

After Bailai recruited you and me to fight back and forth, he lost!

When Song Zhiran was pressed hard on the top of his head with both hands, he still didn't realize it, and even the two-way eyes showed a rare daze.

And this kind of bewilderment, under the sudden sniffing of "Feng Zhao", quickly returned to normal and became dignified.

"Feng Zhao!" Song Zhiran said, his brows were almost knotted, "Be sober!"

"Feng Zhao" felt that he was extremely sober, sober like never before, sober and wanted to occupy and devour the prey in front of him!

but.

"Feng Zhao" still remembered the repeated failures before, so this time, no matter how clamoring in his heart he wanted to completely occupy the person, he still took it easy and tried carefully.

Just like-

This time, you can't directly bite the opponent's throat with your sharp teeth!

This time, I can't just let my malicious tentacles stick out...

"Feng Zhao" supported his body with one hand, sized up his prey, bit by bit, first with his eyes, then with his hands, and then with...

Yes, not directly to the teeth, but a little bit!

Little by little, first use the soft lips to completely confuse the prey, and then take the opportunity to stretch out the fangs to swallow the opponent!

"Feng Zhao" made a perfect plan and was about to execute it, but——

When his eyes shifted from the prey's face to the neck, looking at the neck that was beating sweet blood, he couldn't help but lowered his hand, rubbing it repeatedly, making the color of the blood vessels more and more charming After that, he couldn't bear it anymore and lowered his head.

Song Zhiran: "!"

Song Zhiran was forced to raise his head, and Hou Jie swallowed violently because he was repeatedly swept by the wet and hot things. However, like hands being suppressed by force, no matter how violently he struggled, it was futile.

"Feng! Zhao!" Song Zhiran said, his voice that was supposed to be cold and full of evil spirits was stained with emotions that shouldn't exist and could not exist, like anger and resistance.

"Feng Zhao! You are enough!"

"...Feng Zhao! No!"

(Supplement No. 2 is here, nothing else matters! Really, it doesn’t matter! I will make up for the poor number of words in the future. Waiting for the next second, as long as the next second—the devilish energy in the eyes of "Feng Zhao" surged wildly, and I can't help but make up for it later! Check out the comment section, leave a message if you don't see it!!)

Ready in the next second——

Bite off the neck of the prey with a bang, and then, eat him!

The devilish energy in "Feng Zhao"'s eyes surged wildly, and a wisp of it spread out silently, only waiting for the next second, as long as the next second——

however!

In the next second, the sharp teeth pierced Song Zhiran's skin, and the devilish energy came out of his mouth, and when he was about to enter Song Zhiran's body, Feng Zhao turned his head slightly and bit the tail of the devilish energy that came out.

Then, he raised his head little by little, forcefully pulling out the devilish energy that was about to seep into Song Zhiran's body.

Song Zhiran naturally sensed something was wrong at this time, but——

His gaze skipped over the wisp of devilish energy, and landed on Feng Zhao's eyes at the moment.

The eyes that were originally two black holes are now half black and half glazed. Yes, it's not that one has changed from the other, but both eyes are generally black and half glazed...

Song Zhiran's heart thumped suddenly, and he had a bad premonition.

As if to test his conjecture, Feng Zhao's eyes, with distinct black and glazed colors, began to blend, and quickly blended, turning into a kind of off-white.

Feng Zhao didn't notice this, he squeezed the magic energy in his hand, and said in a very proud voice: "I finally caught you!"

The devilish energy trembled, but there was nothing he could do.

Song Zhiran's pursed lips became tighter.

Feng Zhao flaunted his might to the demonic energy, and then finally turned his attention to Song Zhiran. Not to mention the disheveled skirts of the people below him, the neck that was originally white was red and swollen. just feel...

孽 孽!

Feng Zhao was a little cautious, but then he felt something was wrong, and he emphasized: "The one just now was not me!"

Song Zhiran didn't speak, just looked at Feng Zhao, or more precisely - another Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao version 2.0 didn't notice this at all, he was a little anxious: "Did you see this demonic energy, it was the demonic energy that controlled my body just now, so...then it's yours, not me!"

"...I know, it's not you." Song Zhiran spoke slowly, with an abnormal hoarseness in his voice.

Feng Zhao didn't pay attention just now, but now hearing Song Zhiran speak, he subconsciously shifted his gaze from the other party's extremely black eyes to his open and closed lips.

then……

Then he noticed, he had to notice, those extremely gorgeous lips that were overly suppressed by the master.

Feng Zhao subconsciously exerted force on the hand that was holding the demonic energy, so forcefully that a tiny flame sprang up in his hand, and he didn't know it. His gray eyes stared at the gorgeous lips as if fascinated, and then——

"Feng Zhao!" Song Zhiran turned his head hastily, narrowly avoided Feng Zhao's lips, but brought his cheek to the other's lips, he was a little annoyed, the water elements around him were rapidly condensing, but the more Condensed, the more he discovered...

I was restrained.

Water and fire are incompatible, there are too many fire elements here, and it is destined that water elements cannot...

"Hmm!" Song Zhiran's pupils constricted suddenly, and the hot touch on his lips made him forget about other things, and all the looming spirit rings were suddenly revealed.

The five blue halos instantly bounced off the surrounding flames, and then!

The longing in Feng Zhao's mind easily overcame his rationality. While his rationality was disconnected, it also reminded him of some scenes from the past.

He remembered that he had once tasted the red lips in front of him, and that taste...it was so good!

By the way, not only red lips, but also!

Feng Zhao's hand was faster, more honest and more unscrupulous than his mind, and fell on the eyebrows of the person below him, and then rubbed the gorgeous lips, feeling the cold but soft touch, watching the lips His hands are like a flower, blooming to full bloom.

Feng Zhao's throat was rolling, and the grayish white in his pupils was rolling, violently rolling, he licked his lips, and then licked again, finally, he lowered his head.

He couldn't help lowering his head any longer, satisfying his desire.

(Supplement No. 3 is here, nothing else matters! Feng Zhao's eyes went completely dark, and he fell down. After he fell down, the wisp of devilish energy pinched by his fingertips immediately seized the opportunity and ran away .

No, it doesn't want to return to the host's body, but to change the host!

It must be replaced immediately!

This one is the best!Feng Zhao's eyes went completely dark, and he fell down. After he fell, the wisp of devilish energy pinched by his fingertips immediately seized the opportunity and wanted to run away.

No, it doesn't want to return to the host's body, but to change the host!

It must be replaced immediately!

This one is the best!Feng Zhao's eyes went completely dark, and he fell down. After he fell, the wisp of devilish energy pinched by his fingertips immediately seized the opportunity and wanted to run away.

No, it's not about returning to the host's body, but

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Feng Zhao was excited all at once, but he was so excited that before he had time to search for more beauty, he suddenly heard a series of beeping sounds, like knocking on the door, or more like... an old monk knocking on a wooden fish... Uh, no