Dropped, his blood.
Feng Zhao's heart was broken, and he decided to turn around and save the half pot of chicken soup left at home for himself, to nourish Qi and blood!
"Hiss." The pain in Feng Zhao's fingers brought him back to his senses from the wandering thoughts caused by the sound of the sound. He looked at Song Zhiran who had put his foot on his finger again at some point, and looked at the gleam in the other party's eyes. Pleasure and cruelty, watching each other push harder and harder.
Until the fingers are broken inch by inch.
It would be a lie to say that it doesn't hurt, but Feng Zhao is not unbearable. After all, people are under the roof, and it is inevitable to suffer when the force value is not enough, but!
but!
Feng Zhao looked at the foot that was about to fall on his face, his glazed eyes trembled, and the strength he had accumulated for a long time finally couldn't care less about continuing to endure, and broke out directly.
"Bang!" A sound.
A huge ball of light exploded, Feng Zhao hugged Song Zhiran's feet with both hands, and rolled on the spot, wanting to take the opportunity to bring him down, and then picked up something on the ground and opened a ladle for Song Zhiran to wake up...
It's a pity that the current Song Zhiran is not a sane one. At the same time that Feng Zhao hugged his feet, a water sword was already heading towards Feng Zhao's arm. After the shield blocked it, the next second——
"Pfft" sounded.
Blood spattered everywhere, and Feng Zhao rolled far away with a broken foot in his arms.
Feng Zhao: "!"
Feng Zhao looked at the bloody feet in his hand, and at Song Zhiran who would rather have no feet than be controlled by others, and finally understood one thing thoroughly.
Song Zhiran, who has transformed into a demon, is even more ruthless!
Therefore, today must not be kind!
He Jing, who was separated by a door, was a little restless, raised his hand several times to knock on the door, but put it down several times, and finally got up the courage to raise his hand, but was stopped by another hand.
It's Hei Kui.
He Jing frowned: "Elder, I..."
"I know what you're thinking." Hei Kui said lightly, "But it's too late now."
"...I don't want to stop the young master and the young master's husband, but..." He Jing was silent for a while, but finally couldn't help expressing his worries, "The young master doesn't like to be calculated by others. If you do it, it may backfire!"
Hei Kui didn't seem to expect that He Jing would say these words, he was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean?"
"I'm afraid that the young master will not only follow...Elder Bai Ze's idea of deepening his relationship with the young master's husband, but will instead anger the young master's husband... No, no, although the young master is cold-hearted, he is not a person who can vent anger. only--"
Regret flashed in He Jing's eyes, "The young master hates those who plot against him the most!" And he is now one of these people...
Hei Kui heard the unfinished meaning in He Jing's words, and his expressionless face was a little more relieved. He reached out and patted He Jing's shoulder, his gaze fell on the closed door, but it seemed to be through the room. The scene inside the door is ordinary, but extraordinarily long.
He said: "Bai Ze and I are guardian elders, you protect people... It is our mission and our honor to protect the young master. But, He Jing, do you think what our young master really needs is guardianship?" ?”
No.
What the young master needs are relatives.
is a friend.
Is a bosom friend.
It's...a lifelong companion.
***
Central Plains Huangzhou, in a manor.
Under the luxuriant tree, the old man who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes due to heart palpitations. The middle-aged man who was walking quickly not far away stopped subconsciously when he saw this, but soon strode away again. come over.
"Father." Song Lang said, his eyebrows and eyes somewhat similar to Song Zhiran's were filled with unresolved melancholy, so that the whole person seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds all year round, always dull and boring.
The old man, that is, Mr. Song frowned, and asked, "What are you doing here?"
When Song Lang heard this, the gloomy look in his eyes became more intense, and he was about to say something, but suddenly he saw a water-colored light and shadow flashing, and then an old man who seemed to be shrouded in dense water vapor appeared, "Father-in-law. "
The old man of the Shui family who was called father-in-law didn't even look at Song Lang. His eyes were like lightning, and after a brief exchange of glances with old man Song, he cut to the chase and said, "I just felt something. How about you?"
Mr. Song frowned when he thought of his palpitations earlier.
Seeing this, Mr. Shui raised his hand suddenly, and a huge stone disk flew towards him, and landed in front of Mr. Song with a "boom", "Divination."
Old Man Song was still silent, but Song Lang couldn't help but speak: "Father-in-law, father is old, divination..."
"Then you come." Old Master Shui finally looked at Song Lang, not refusing.
Song Lang was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, he sat down suddenly, the water elements around him quickly gathered and surged, and then there was an indistinct sound of "duk-duk" from the distant sky, and behind him was a huge The shadow of the beast is looming.
The bright sky suddenly turned dark.
In the huge manor, the wind chimes swayed, but the sound was not a melodious bell, but a "thrilling, tingling" sound, which made everyone feel dizzy and want to vomit.
"Mother!" In a bamboo house in the deepest part of the manor, there was an exclamation, and then a gust of wind passed by, and the invisible barrier slowly rose.
With the rising of the barrier, the irritating and frightening rattling sound finally disappeared.
The two females in the bamboo house breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time. The difference is that compared to the young and beautiful daughter who has a lot of ignorant daughters, as a mother, Fengxue is frowning at this moment, looking from afar, thinking deeply. And You's line of sight seems to want to pass through the mountains in the manor and see a certain location in the center.
"Mother?" Feng Xiuxiu called softly, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? But... what's wrong with Uncle Song?"
Speaking of this, Feng Xiuxiu showed deep guilt on her face, "I'm sorry mother, I don't know... Uncle Song, Uncle Song doesn't know anything."
After all, who would have thought that, as a father, he would...never pay attention to his children?
Thinking of Song Lang's bewilderment and shock when he euphemistically asked "When will Zhiran's younger brother get married?" Brother, there is a feeling of sympathy for each other.
"Xiuxiu." Feng Xue spoke suddenly, interrupting Feng Xiuxiu's somewhat scattered thoughts. She turned her head, her gentle brows and eyes were a little strangely sad, and she stared deeply at her daughter for a while. Finally, he reluctantly raised his hand, touched his daughter's beautiful face, and said slowly, "The time has come, you should grow up by yourself."
Feng Xiuxiu's heart trembled, before she could say what she wanted to say, suddenly her eyes went dark and she fell down softly.
When Feng Xiuxiu was quickly sent out of the Song family by Feng Xue, Song Lang who was divination, because of his talent, or more precisely, because of his lack of blood purity, had to slap his heart with one hand and use his heart and blood to help him.
however.
Although the disk of heaven's secrets was revealed with this mouthful of painstaking effort, he couldn't hold it anymore when all the things in the disk were still moving rapidly, and he trembled all over, letting out his strength.
So, in an instant, the sound of "duk tuk" disappeared, the disk of heaven disappeared, and even the animal shape behind him disappeared. Only the sound of wind chimes that were still tinkling proved that someone tried to defy the sky just now. Divination.
"Song Lang." After all, Mr. Song was somewhat sincere to his son. He raised his hand to protect Song Lang who was about to fall, and his displeased eyes fell on Mr. Shui who was looking down, "You, you should know that he is not It might work out."
Mr. Shui didn't deny it, and even smiled rarely, "It's just recycling waste, what if it succeeds?"
"Shui Haizhou." Old Master Song snorted coldly, his displeasure quickly spread from his eyes to his whole body, and his strong aura was ready to move.
Old Master Shui sneered: "Song Yi, are you sure you want to waste any more time because of your useless son? If you delay for a while, your Qi will change, and divination will be useless."
Mr. Song naturally understood this truth, but he looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and after a long time, he was still indifferent.
Old Master Shui was a little anxious. He was about to speak, but he heard Song Lang, who was sluggish, want to speak in one step. He said, "Yes, Xiaoran..."
As soon as the word "Xiaoran" came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the two old men.
Song Lang stood up straight with some difficulty, and said word by word: "Just now, although I failed to finally condense the astrolabe, I have a feeling that it points to——Yes, Xiaoran!"
Old Man Song frowned, moved his fingers slightly, and the air around him was already surging rapidly, but before he could continue, Song Lang had already stepped forward, stopping Old Man Song's movement.
Song Lang fixed his melancholy eyes on Mr. Song and said, "Father, there's no need."
Mr. Song's heart shook, as if he understood something, while Mr. Shui beside him was confused, but this did not prevent him from getting angry.
"Song, if you have something to say, make it clear, Xiaoran... What happened to Song Zhiran? Did you encounter something in Dongling State? Also, I have been ignoring all these years, it doesn't mean that I don't care about the only one. grandson!"
Before the words were finished, Old Master Shui was already trying to catch Song Lang. Old Master Song had sharp eyesight and quick hands, he pulled hard and threw it again. Song Lang's whole body turned into a parabola and was thrown out of the battle circle.
The in-laws who used to be close and close have been separated for several years, and the battle of mighty power has started again. On the other side, in the single apartment in Donglingzhou, although the battle is not as domineering and mighty as the two old men, it is also very tragic.
The neatness and cleanliness of the past are now completely gone. The sofa and coffee table are on the ground, the books are scattered, the wardrobe door is hanging loosely, and there is a big hole in the bed...
All in all, the apartment at this time seemed to be blown by a typhoon, and it was too messy to look directly at.
Fortunately, the two people in the room didn't have time to pay attention to the clutter. One of them was in a huge animal form, with a pair of bird eyes with faint fire; the other had fluttering silver hair and a long sword in his hand.
Feng Zhao's heart was broken, and he decided to turn around and save the half pot of chicken soup left at home for himself, to nourish Qi and blood!
"Hiss." The pain in Feng Zhao's fingers brought him back to his senses from the wandering thoughts caused by the sound of the sound. He looked at Song Zhiran who had put his foot on his finger again at some point, and looked at the gleam in the other party's eyes. Pleasure and cruelty, watching each other push harder and harder.
Until the fingers are broken inch by inch.
It would be a lie to say that it doesn't hurt, but Feng Zhao is not unbearable. After all, people are under the roof, and it is inevitable to suffer when the force value is not enough, but!
but!
Feng Zhao looked at the foot that was about to fall on his face, his glazed eyes trembled, and the strength he had accumulated for a long time finally couldn't care less about continuing to endure, and broke out directly.
"Bang!" A sound.
A huge ball of light exploded, Feng Zhao hugged Song Zhiran's feet with both hands, and rolled on the spot, wanting to take the opportunity to bring him down, and then picked up something on the ground and opened a ladle for Song Zhiran to wake up...
It's a pity that the current Song Zhiran is not a sane one. At the same time that Feng Zhao hugged his feet, a water sword was already heading towards Feng Zhao's arm. After the shield blocked it, the next second——
"Pfft" sounded.
Blood spattered everywhere, and Feng Zhao rolled far away with a broken foot in his arms.
Feng Zhao: "!"
Feng Zhao looked at the bloody feet in his hand, and at Song Zhiran who would rather have no feet than be controlled by others, and finally understood one thing thoroughly.
Song Zhiran, who has transformed into a demon, is even more ruthless!
Therefore, today must not be kind!
He Jing, who was separated by a door, was a little restless, raised his hand several times to knock on the door, but put it down several times, and finally got up the courage to raise his hand, but was stopped by another hand.
It's Hei Kui.
He Jing frowned: "Elder, I..."
"I know what you're thinking." Hei Kui said lightly, "But it's too late now."
"...I don't want to stop the young master and the young master's husband, but..." He Jing was silent for a while, but finally couldn't help expressing his worries, "The young master doesn't like to be calculated by others. If you do it, it may backfire!"
Hei Kui didn't seem to expect that He Jing would say these words, he was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean?"
"I'm afraid that the young master will not only follow...Elder Bai Ze's idea of deepening his relationship with the young master's husband, but will instead anger the young master's husband... No, no, although the young master is cold-hearted, he is not a person who can vent anger. only--"
Regret flashed in He Jing's eyes, "The young master hates those who plot against him the most!" And he is now one of these people...
Hei Kui heard the unfinished meaning in He Jing's words, and his expressionless face was a little more relieved. He reached out and patted He Jing's shoulder, his gaze fell on the closed door, but it seemed to be through the room. The scene inside the door is ordinary, but extraordinarily long.
He said: "Bai Ze and I are guardian elders, you protect people... It is our mission and our honor to protect the young master. But, He Jing, do you think what our young master really needs is guardianship?" ?”
No.
What the young master needs are relatives.
is a friend.
Is a bosom friend.
It's...a lifelong companion.
***
Central Plains Huangzhou, in a manor.
Under the luxuriant tree, the old man who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes due to heart palpitations. The middle-aged man who was walking quickly not far away stopped subconsciously when he saw this, but soon strode away again. come over.
"Father." Song Lang said, his eyebrows and eyes somewhat similar to Song Zhiran's were filled with unresolved melancholy, so that the whole person seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds all year round, always dull and boring.
The old man, that is, Mr. Song frowned, and asked, "What are you doing here?"
When Song Lang heard this, the gloomy look in his eyes became more intense, and he was about to say something, but suddenly he saw a water-colored light and shadow flashing, and then an old man who seemed to be shrouded in dense water vapor appeared, "Father-in-law. "
The old man of the Shui family who was called father-in-law didn't even look at Song Lang. His eyes were like lightning, and after a brief exchange of glances with old man Song, he cut to the chase and said, "I just felt something. How about you?"
Mr. Song frowned when he thought of his palpitations earlier.
Seeing this, Mr. Shui raised his hand suddenly, and a huge stone disk flew towards him, and landed in front of Mr. Song with a "boom", "Divination."
Old Man Song was still silent, but Song Lang couldn't help but speak: "Father-in-law, father is old, divination..."
"Then you come." Old Master Shui finally looked at Song Lang, not refusing.
Song Lang was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, he sat down suddenly, the water elements around him quickly gathered and surged, and then there was an indistinct sound of "duk-duk" from the distant sky, and behind him was a huge The shadow of the beast is looming.
The bright sky suddenly turned dark.
In the huge manor, the wind chimes swayed, but the sound was not a melodious bell, but a "thrilling, tingling" sound, which made everyone feel dizzy and want to vomit.
"Mother!" In a bamboo house in the deepest part of the manor, there was an exclamation, and then a gust of wind passed by, and the invisible barrier slowly rose.
With the rising of the barrier, the irritating and frightening rattling sound finally disappeared.
The two females in the bamboo house breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time. The difference is that compared to the young and beautiful daughter who has a lot of ignorant daughters, as a mother, Fengxue is frowning at this moment, looking from afar, thinking deeply. And You's line of sight seems to want to pass through the mountains in the manor and see a certain location in the center.
"Mother?" Feng Xiuxiu called softly, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? But... what's wrong with Uncle Song?"
Speaking of this, Feng Xiuxiu showed deep guilt on her face, "I'm sorry mother, I don't know... Uncle Song, Uncle Song doesn't know anything."
After all, who would have thought that, as a father, he would...never pay attention to his children?
Thinking of Song Lang's bewilderment and shock when he euphemistically asked "When will Zhiran's younger brother get married?" Brother, there is a feeling of sympathy for each other.
"Xiuxiu." Feng Xue spoke suddenly, interrupting Feng Xiuxiu's somewhat scattered thoughts. She turned her head, her gentle brows and eyes were a little strangely sad, and she stared deeply at her daughter for a while. Finally, he reluctantly raised his hand, touched his daughter's beautiful face, and said slowly, "The time has come, you should grow up by yourself."
Feng Xiuxiu's heart trembled, before she could say what she wanted to say, suddenly her eyes went dark and she fell down softly.
When Feng Xiuxiu was quickly sent out of the Song family by Feng Xue, Song Lang who was divination, because of his talent, or more precisely, because of his lack of blood purity, had to slap his heart with one hand and use his heart and blood to help him.
however.
Although the disk of heaven's secrets was revealed with this mouthful of painstaking effort, he couldn't hold it anymore when all the things in the disk were still moving rapidly, and he trembled all over, letting out his strength.
So, in an instant, the sound of "duk tuk" disappeared, the disk of heaven disappeared, and even the animal shape behind him disappeared. Only the sound of wind chimes that were still tinkling proved that someone tried to defy the sky just now. Divination.
"Song Lang." After all, Mr. Song was somewhat sincere to his son. He raised his hand to protect Song Lang who was about to fall, and his displeased eyes fell on Mr. Shui who was looking down, "You, you should know that he is not It might work out."
Mr. Shui didn't deny it, and even smiled rarely, "It's just recycling waste, what if it succeeds?"
"Shui Haizhou." Old Master Song snorted coldly, his displeasure quickly spread from his eyes to his whole body, and his strong aura was ready to move.
Old Master Shui sneered: "Song Yi, are you sure you want to waste any more time because of your useless son? If you delay for a while, your Qi will change, and divination will be useless."
Mr. Song naturally understood this truth, but he looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and after a long time, he was still indifferent.
Old Master Shui was a little anxious. He was about to speak, but he heard Song Lang, who was sluggish, want to speak in one step. He said, "Yes, Xiaoran..."
As soon as the word "Xiaoran" came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the two old men.
Song Lang stood up straight with some difficulty, and said word by word: "Just now, although I failed to finally condense the astrolabe, I have a feeling that it points to——Yes, Xiaoran!"
Old Man Song frowned, moved his fingers slightly, and the air around him was already surging rapidly, but before he could continue, Song Lang had already stepped forward, stopping Old Man Song's movement.
Song Lang fixed his melancholy eyes on Mr. Song and said, "Father, there's no need."
Mr. Song's heart shook, as if he understood something, while Mr. Shui beside him was confused, but this did not prevent him from getting angry.
"Song, if you have something to say, make it clear, Xiaoran... What happened to Song Zhiran? Did you encounter something in Dongling State? Also, I have been ignoring all these years, it doesn't mean that I don't care about the only one. grandson!"
Before the words were finished, Old Master Shui was already trying to catch Song Lang. Old Master Song had sharp eyesight and quick hands, he pulled hard and threw it again. Song Lang's whole body turned into a parabola and was thrown out of the battle circle.
The in-laws who used to be close and close have been separated for several years, and the battle of mighty power has started again. On the other side, in the single apartment in Donglingzhou, although the battle is not as domineering and mighty as the two old men, it is also very tragic.
The neatness and cleanliness of the past are now completely gone. The sofa and coffee table are on the ground, the books are scattered, the wardrobe door is hanging loosely, and there is a big hole in the bed...
All in all, the apartment at this time seemed to be blown by a typhoon, and it was too messy to look directly at.
Fortunately, the two people in the room didn't have time to pay attention to the clutter. One of them was in a huge animal form, with a pair of bird eyes with faint fire; the other had fluttering silver hair and a long sword in his hand.
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