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

"Shut up!" Song Zhiran squeezed out two words from between his teeth, and glared fiercely with a pair of extremely black eyes.

Feng Zhao was very wronged: "It's really not me! After I'm demonized... forget it, let me admit it, it's true that I'm not normal after being demonized. I definitely don't mean to take advantage of you, I just treat you as a prey, literally... Hey, Song Zhiran? Song Zhiran?"

"Hey! Song Zhiran—"

"Song Zhiran!"

Hey!

Really dizzy?

Passed out?

Isn't it a little bit hot?

but--

Feng Zhao thought of what he said just now that the demonized self only regarded Song Zhiran as a literal prey, and suddenly understood.

The person you like doesn't treat yourself as a human being...

It does hurt a bit.

No wonder Song Zhiran is angry. This guy is passionate and arrogant towards him. When he was...no, the demonized Feng Zhao was his prey in one way or another. …

Uh, after all, he and Song Zhiran were also given spring medicine, the medicine's properties came up and catalyzed the relationship, it's completely reasonable, isn't it?

No wonder Song Zhiran would let his gnawed clothes collapse...

Feng Zhao smashed his mouth, feeling a little pity that he couldn't recall any taste, his glazed eyes were on Song Zhiran's lips, and he swept his chest again and again, finally he sighed regretfully, giving people a good life Organized it just in case.

The gentle light element repaired Song Zhiran's wounds bit by bit through Feng Zhao's hands, and at the same time repaired his own wounds invisibly, because the speed was very slow because he had to focus on two things.

It was so slow that the medicine properties on Feng Zhao's body were suppressed by one pressure, two pressures, three, four, five, six, seven... It was completely suppressed, and he was just going to restore the blood hole in his chest to normal, and he still had half of his arm missing. Long shot...

Time passed little by little.

As Feng Zhao's light elements condensed and condensed again, the already dim glass bead on Feng Zhao's neck turned slowly, silently intercepting and absorbing certain light elements passing by.

I don't know when the night will fall completely, and I don't know when it will become the past. When the east is pale, a new day has arrived.

Feng Zhao's hand finally grew out successfully, and Song Zhiran's mouth no longer continued to ooze blood, and the twisted eyebrows gradually stretched under the repeated warming of the light element.

Feng Zhao hugged the man and wanted to put him on the bed. After seeing the big hole in the bed, he silently looked at the sofa.

sofa……

Oh, I thought it was just an overturned sofa, but when Feng Zhao kicked it right, it suddenly began to crack inch by inch.

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao couldn't help observing this carefully, only to find out that the sofa had been affected by Song Zhiran's sword light before. Although it can maintain a good shape on the surface, once it is touched, it will reveal its original shape...

Tsk, I thought Song Zhiran was violent enough on weekdays, but this transformation into a demon is simply brutal MAX+

Fortunately, the magic energy...

Well, yes, magic energy——

Feng Zhao couldn't help but carefully observed Song Zhiran's eyebrows, wanting to see if the opponent's devilish energy had been successfully knocked out by him.

itch.

The first time the familiar itch came, Song Zhiran was confused for a while, but soon, he suddenly thought of something, and at the same time he opened his eyes suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped——

Feng Zhao never expected that Song Zhiran would wake up at this time, nor did he expect that his proud long eyelashes would seriously misunderstand Song Zhiran because he was too close.

Therefore, Song Zhiran's angry palm really landed on Feng Zhao's body, but because the angle was not accurate, it landed not on Feng Zhao's handsome face, but on his shoulder.

So-

Feng Zhao only felt a sudden pain in his shoulders and a trembling of his hands. When he subconsciously raised his eyes, he happened to meet Song Zhiran's sinister eyes again, and his hands trembled again...

As a result, there was a muffled "bang", and Song Zhiran fell to the ground.

Feng Zhao: "..."

Song Zhiran: "!"

Feng Zhao was choosing between squatting down and quickly picking up the person, or running quickly, he chose the latter from the bottom of his heart, and walked out of the room with two long legs.

"Stop!" Song Zhiran stood up and called Feng Zhao who was about to run away.

Feng Zhao smiled awkwardly: "I said, just now... I didn't do it on purpose, do you believe me?"

Song Zhiran walked towards Feng Zhao with a blank expression on his face.

Feng Zhao became more and more guilty, racking his brains and wanting to say something, but Song Zhiran didn't want Song Zhiran to walk out of the room before Feng Zhao.

"Wait...uh." After all, Feng Zhao's reaction speed was still a bit slow, and Song Zhiran bumped into the transparent barrier just like that.

Fortunately, this barrier is very soft, and Song Zhiran was just stunned when he bumped into it.

but.

Feng Zhao quietly glanced at Song Zhiran's not-so-good face, coughed lightly, and said, "When will we, uh, be released?"

Song Zhiran looked at it speculatively, but said nothing.

Feng Zhao changed the subject from the bottom of his heart: "Well, um, you turned into a demon yesterday, do you remember?"

Song Zhiran lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Feng Zhao's eyes fluttered on Song Zhiran's silver-white long hair, and he asked casually, "Your hair has grown, and it grows really fast. Cough, by the way, why did you grow hair like crazy once you transformed into a demon?" ? Is there any trick to this? It's so strange!"

Song Zhiran raised his eyelids and glanced at Feng Zhao.

At this glance, Feng Zhao was inexplicably unnatural that his little thoughts were seen through, his glazed eyes turned, turned and turned, and finally he couldn't help but coughed and asked: "Well, the trick... ...well, what's the trick to growing hair fast?"

Song Zhiran: "..."

Song Zhiran closed his eyes, and suddenly said, "Come here."

Feng Zhao was overjoyed immediately, and walked over with two long legs in a few steps, then squatted down obediently, looking at Song Zhiran who was sitting cross-legged, with eyes full of anticipation.

The hostility in Song Zhiran's heart suddenly dissipated most of it because of this look in his eyes. He frowned, and his lips that were pressed hard became more and more dazzling, so that Feng Zhao, who was still watching obediently, unconsciously began to feel guilty. uncertain.

"Feng Zhao." Song Zhiran said, "Are you sure you want to grow hair quickly?"

Feng Zhao nodded, nodding super hard.

Song Zhiran's extremely black eyes fixedly looked at the person in front of him, thinking of all the things he had done when he transformed into a demon, and all the things about the other party's demonization version 2.0, and finally, he uttered a hard sentence: "Just complete the partner ceremony with me in Hui clan. "

Feng Zhao was stunned, blinked, blinked again, and finally, couldn't help stretching out his claws and pinching hard.

Where did Song Zhiran think that Feng Zhao would dare to do something to him even in a sober state?Or is it coming towards your own face?Because he didn't expect it, when he was pinched, his first feeling was not pain, but shock!

Shocked and wanted to kill the opponent with a sword!

Fortunately, Feng Zhao was already very good at spreading his wings on Song Zhiran's bottom line. When he saw something was wrong, he immediately withdrew without saying a word, and said very righteously: "I saved you just now!"

So, you can't repay kindness with revenge!

Song Zhiran frowned, the water sword under his sleeve flickered again and again, and finally disappeared without a sound.

Feng Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, pretending he didn't hear his beating heart when he heard the invitation, he dragged out a small stool that barely survived, and sat down while thinking about the topic.

Say what?

Companion Ceremony...

No, no, although Song Zhiran had already confessed his love to himself in a roundabout way, but is such a confession enough?That must not be enough...

So, change it up!

That, that...hair...

No, no, hair has something to do with the partner ceremony. Although I don't know what the truth is, it's not safe to talk about this topic now.

Then, the matter of transforming demons...

Out of the corner of Feng Zhao's eyes, he glanced at Song Zhiran's extremely moist lips. There was a moment of wildness in his mind. Fortunately, he had great self-control, so he quickly suppressed it, and decisively decided to continue changing the subject.

So, then... what should I say?

correct!

"Huang Mao and He Jing are dating." Feng Zhao pretended to have a normal tone, and asked, "It should have been a while, and the development is quite fast, and they kissed each other! Hey, do you know?"

Song Zhiran's body sitting cross-legged was slightly startled, and he looked over with extremely black eyes.

Feng Zhao showed a gossip face, and first talked vividly about all the things he saw yesterday, then changed the topic, and criticized seriously: "These two guys are simply too much, they are in love when they are in love, and they are talking secretly. It’s okay to talk secretly, but to eat the black-bone chicken I bought! This is too much!”

Speaking of this, Feng Zhao thought of the black chicken soup he mentioned today, oh no, yesterday, and frowned, thinking that Song Zhiran seemed to be drinking black chicken soup, so something was wrong, and he, obviously because of why Jing's cup of herbal tea...

Hey!

This is... a betrayal?

Shouldn't it?Not to mention that old man Bai Ze, he has a different appearance and a different mouth, who knows if he has another in his heart, but He Jing really doesn't seem like someone who would betray Song Zhiran, could it be...

Have a secret?

But what kind of secrets would make He Jing choose to betray and drug her young master?Could it be——Huang Mao was controlled by someone?

For Huang Mao's lover, He Jing had to betray her own belief...

Well, that's what the dog blood TV series say.

The more Feng Zhao thought about it, the more his brain opened up, so big that Huang Mao, who was preparing to have a barbecue party in the small courtyard of Feng's family, sneezed four or five times out of the blue.

Lu Ze saw that the vegetables he had finally washed were soiled by Huang Maoji's sneeze, and immediately said unwillingly: "I don't care, you go wash it! You sneeze did it, don't let me wash it, Don't even think about it!"

Huang Mao was a little guilty, but he had something on his mind today, so after taking the vegetables from Lu Ze's hand to wash, he washed them for half an hour, but he still didn't finish washing.