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

"Song Zhiran," Feng Zhao picked up a strand of Song Zhiran's long silver hair with his fingers, tangles and tangles, while lowering his head in slow motion, paused at a subtle distance, his voice deliberately suppressed the provocative subwoofer, "I can ... kiss you?"

The last word "what" lightly landed on the lips that were less than a centimeter apart, the breaths were intertwined, and the breath could be heard.

The coldness of the wall behind him and the scorching heat in front of him made Song Zhiran realize for the first time what the two heavens of ice and fire are. He unconsciously clenched his hands under his wide sleeves, and rationally wanted to swing them out, giving Feng Zhao a hard blow. A fist, but the instinct of the body is greedy for such unreasonable heat...

instinct……

Yes, instinct!

The instinct of being an extremely yin body!

Song Zhiran's constricted pupils trembled, and at the same time as the words "Body of the Red Sun" popped out in his mind, the spiritual power in his body was running extremely, and the five spiritual rings flickered at the same time, and soon——

His body turned from reality to emptiness, like a water curtain. With a "crash", the water curtain fell to the ground, splashing countless water...

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao wiped off the water from his face, stared at the water on the floor, and after a long while to no avail, finally realized belatedly that Song Zhiran was—running away!

Scared away by myself!

What the hell!

"Hahahahaha! What a coward!" Feng Zhao laughed with his hips on his hips, smiled, and looked at the puddle of water on the ground, groaning in displeasure, "The profound meaning of water, from reality to emptiness... doesn't mean that at least six rings are required Do you understand? Is this guy a little too genius?"

Song Zhiran, who was considered too much of a genius, is not feeling well right now. Forcibly using skills beyond his level has exhausted his spiritual power. At this moment, his whole body seems to be fished out of the water, and he is holding on to the stairs around the corner, struggling to descend.

It just didn't take a few steps, and almost staggered and rolled down.

Fortunately, a hand appeared suddenly, grabbing his wrist narrowly and narrowly.

Gui Mingxuan frowned and said, "Young master, be careful!"

Song Zhiran glanced at Gui Mingxuan, withdrew his wrist, stood up straight, with a serious expression on his face: "How did the investigation go?"

Gui Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, and a dark color flashed in his lowered eyes, "Young Master Hui, who came from the sword that cut the sky when you crossed the catastrophe, I still haven't been able to find out. Moreover, although Dong Lingzhou has recently Martial law is underway, but there are still many masters from other states pouring in."

Speaking of this, Gui Mingxuan glanced at Song Zhiran who seemed to have expected it, hesitated to say, "Young master, do you want to help that Mr. Feng hide something? Is it because he is your fiancé?"

Song Zhiran frowned, and said displeasedly, "Why, are you questioning my decision?"

Gui Mingxuan hurriedly explained: "Young master, I just want to remind you that although the god-level aptitude is good, it is also the source of trouble. What's more, Feng Zhao's own animal spirit is ordinary, even if it is a god-level aptitude, the beast spirit is not the same. Ordinary, so what if you become a god? And..."

"And?" Song Zhiran interrupted coldly, looked deeply at Gui Mingxuan with his extremely black eyes, and asked with a snort, "The beast spirit is ordinary, how do you know that his beast spirit is ordinary? Even if it is ordinary, once you reach the god level , so how is it still normal?"

"But...but even so, Feng Zhao is only on the second ring road now, so far away from the tenth ring road, young master—are you going to fight for someone who might be able to fight against the world?"

In the last sentence, Gui Mingxuan couldn't help raising his voice because of his fluctuating mood, and asked Jing Mimi to open the door of the ward. Feng Zhao, who was looking around, heard it vaguely.

Then, Feng Zhao, who loves gossip more by nature, sneaked out of the ward decisively, and came to the corner of the stairs with a whiz. of!

"Young master, it doesn't matter what Feng Zhao will be in the future, but right now—it's not worth your time and energy to waste time and energy for him!" Gui Mingxuan looked up at Song Zhiran deeply, and said that Call a bitter-hearted, loyal.

however.

Song Zhiran's reaction to this was just a cold sentence: "So what?"

Gui Mingxuan's body froze, and he wanted to speak, but Song Zhiran lowered his eyes and adjusted his sleeves slowly. His fingertips as white as jade and the black of his sleeves reflected each other. The beauty that tosses and turns longs for but fails.

"Gui Mingxuan," Song Zhiran had tidied up his sleeves at some point, his extremely black eyes were piercingly cold, "You are overstepping."

Gui Mingxuan trembled all over, the posture of looking up could no longer be maintained, slowly, slowly fell down, he lowered his head, and after a long while he said in a low voice: "Subordinate, I understand my mistake."

Song Zhiran flicked his sleeves, walked down the stairs step by step, his steps were steady and fast, without any weakness and powerlessness before, as if, the stubborn man Gui Mingxuan saw a few minutes ago was just his imagination Out of the average.

Gui Mingxuan watched Song Zhiran's back walk past the corner of the stairs, then around the corner, then around the corner... Finally, he walked out of the stairs and disappeared again.

He froze in place for a long time, so long that Feng Zhao wondered if he would just turn into a stone, Gui Mingxuan suddenly turned around, looked deeply at the corner where Feng Zhao was hiding, and then his body instantly turned into a solid body. The void disappeared, only some water stains fell, showing the traces of his past stay.

Feng Zhao raised his eyebrows, narrowed his glazed eyes slightly, snorted, turned his head and left, but when he walked out of the stairs, he suddenly heard that he was going to leave the hospital along the stairs, and couldn't help but secretly annoyed, but now When he turned his head again, Feng Zhao somehow felt that he had lost, so——

What stairs do you take, isn't the elevator fragrant?

With a sound of "ding dong", the elevator door opened, and Feng Zhao saw his sister who was holding a machete.

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao turned his head and ran away. While running, he did not forget to remind the brothers and sisters of the Xu family beside Feng Wu to help hold his sister.

As for why her sister suddenly became angry again, the reason is that Feng Zhao only found out after being chased for three streets, and finally swearing to the sky with his ears twisted that he was absolutely sincere to Song Zhiran and never wanted to be rich and handsome. ——

Feng Zhao looked at Xu Yingjun quietly: "Old Xu, as a man, you can't control your mouth, that is, you can't control your legs, and you can't control the third leg—my sister absolutely doesn't like him."

Xu Yingjun felt guilty and embarrassed, and explained: "I... I didn't expect that Feng Wu didn't know about your relationship with Song Zhiran, I... I just mentioned it, really! What I said at the time was that I didn't expect you She and Xiao Song used to fight to the death with a deadly enemy, but now they are so destined. My focus is really only on the second half of the sentence!"

But, knowing brother Mo Ruo, Feng Wu's focus is very clear on the first half of the sentence...

Feng Zhaopi smiled bluntly: "Old Xu, from today onwards, in order to set a good example for you, I will definitely keep my mouth shut. That is to say, in the future, I will be careful about anything and any news about my sister. — keep your mouth shut!"

So if you want to try to please your sister secretly through inside information, don't even think about it, there is no way!

Xu Yingjun, Xu Yingjun opened his mouth, and it took him a while to hold back a sentence: "I, I heard that Xiaozhao, you want to eat Buddha and jump over the wall?"

Feng Zhao's eyes lit up, his mouth closed, and he stepped on the yellow hair beside him.

Huang Mao asked, "Old Xu, have you even researched Buddha Jumping over the Wall? How is the finished product? When will you teach me?"

If Huang Mao is considered to be talented in cooking, then Xu Yingjun is what Feng Zhao called God's meal, the same home-cooked dish, Xu Yingjun's fried and Huang Mao's fried, it's okay not to compare, just compare It is delicacy and pig food.

Feng Zhao was the crown prince of the Feng family in his previous life, and he had a very tricky mouth. When possible, he would naturally choose delicacies. Even for this reason, he secretly planned the possibility of abducting Xu Yingjun into the Feng family. .

The concept of marriage and love in the beastman world is actually very open. After all, when the marriage rate has dropped to freezing point, who cares whether it is the same sex or the opposite sex?I don't care about same-sex marriage anymore, so who cares about marrying or not?

What's more, there are more males than females, and it has long been a trend to marry a woman.

Therefore, the real reason why Feng Zhao didn't make the small plan come true in the end was not that Xu Yingjun's marriage hindered the male self-esteem, but——

He was very worried that one day, his violent elder sister would murder his husband.

Xu Yingjun and Feng Wu belong to the same four rings, one is middle-level and the other is high-level. Logically speaking, the difference is not too big, but when it comes to real combat power...

Feng Wu can beat ten Xu Yingjuns.

Feng Wu has a tough personality, and she swung her machete at the slightest disagreement. It is not impossible for Xu Yingjun to be killed on the spot if she gets excited one day.

After Feng Zhao ate a cup of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall presented by Xu Yingjun, he sighed faintly while savoring the ultimate deliciousness between his lips and teeth. It's a pity that the old lady is not up to par, and the delicious food can't last long after all.

After eating and drinking enough, Feng Zhao, under the warning eyes of his elder sister, didn't care about taking another delicious nap, and hurried out to go on a "date".

Under the scorching sun, Feng Zhao was walking at a three-way intersection on the side of the street, hesitating whether to take the one on the left or the one on the right. Anyway, he was determined not to take the one in the middle leading to Donghai University. Dates are not allowed. He doesn't want to see Song Zhiran at all now.

Without him, although Feng Zhao enjoys other people's adoring, adoring and even coveting little eyes, he is not very good at facing the sincerity of others.

Yes, sincerely.

Feng Zhao has been skeptical ever since Song Zhiran made a marriage contract with him on Beast Transformation Day, but until yesterday's accidental kiss and accidental eavesdropping, he has completely confirmed one thing——

Song Zhiran has something wrong with him!

Regarding this, Feng Zhao was both proud and distressed. Adhering to the principle of being a good man, he resolutely chose the path on the left and decided to stay away from Song Zhiran, who was obsessed with his own charm. However, before he had gone far, a sword light suddenly swept across and cut him away. A lock of his forehead hair.