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

The Spirit of Styx didn't understand why the world has changed, but when he saw Song Zhiran turn around, as if he was about to leave, he became anxious immediately. He knew that each of these human beings who entered the Holy Land had a jade plaque , Once the jade tablet is broken, you can leave the Holy Land in an instant.

What if it runs away?

"My lord, my lord, please stop!" The Spirit of Styx said urgently, "My lord, my little one... this little one is sincerely asking, of course, if the big one needs something... oh no, it's the little one, if you have something to ask Those who help the adults, please tell the adults frankly!"

Song Zhiran heard what he wanted to hear, so naturally he would not take Qiao again. After all, Feng Zhao's situation is special now. In order to ensure the safety of the future, even if he can't get back the soul-calling flag, it is necessary to expel the female named Linglong from the Holy Land .

Song Zhiran on this side nodded in response to the request of the Spirit of the Styx, and Linglong on the other side had already received the confirmed news. She frowned, narrowed her green eyes, and looked at the soul-calling banner in her hand.

I wanted to make these two parties face each other, but I didn't want them to cooperate instead?

This is not so good.

Linglong's hand holding the soul-calling banner was tight, and she rarely hesitated. After all, Song Zhiran was nothing but a bloodline that hadn't fully awakened yet, and Feng Zhao...

No, to be precise, it was the little red bird.

Linglong couldn't help feeling jealous, and she even vaguely had an extremely bad premonition that if she was really determined to kill the other party, she might be the first to get sick...

Linglong was weighing the pros and cons quickly in her mind, when the little vine attached to her little finger suddenly shook violently, and she suddenly came back to her senses, turning around to dodge.

however.

The place where it was hiding suddenly cracked open, and several Styx puppets emerged.

It was too late, then it was too late, Linglong, in order not to let the Styx puppet get entangled, the green halo flashed, and the first time she resisted the Styx puppet, the green eyes changed rapidly, like circles of light, spreading out .

In the next second, all the Styx puppets locked by the green eyes are like old sculptures, which are breaking apart inch by inch after experiencing wind and rain.

However.The current Styx puppets are no longer the previous Styx puppets. Under the control of the Styx spirit, these Styx puppets formed a group to fight.

The front team resisted Linglong's attack, while the rear team took the opportunity to attack.

What's more, there is Song Zhiran beside him right now.

Linglong protruded left and right for a while, completely out of passivity, so that after a few minutes, she revealed a beastly form.

It was a red plant with a human face, and it was a vine.

The Spirit of Styx already knew the details of the enemy, and he was a little happy to see this. After all, the human animal form is to use a big move, and now it is a big move. What does that mean?

It shows that this little thief is strong on the outside but on the inside!

Alright, little ones, keep rushing——

The Spirit of Styx made the Styx puppets attack more and more fiercely.

Song Zhiran was only a tentative attack at first, but now he became eager, so eager that he quickly changed from the role of sweeping the formation and making up the knife to the main attacker.

The sword light of the water sword blooms, and the branches and leaves of the vines will be cut off as soon as they are touched, inch by inch...

Branches and vines fell to the ground.

Linglong, who lost an arm earlier, became angry immediately after losing an arm.

The red vines, which were already big enough, suddenly exploded. Countless rattans with the thickness of an adult's waist either crushed the Styx puppets, or penetrated into the Styx water. While disturbing the Styx water, they were also absorbing the energy in the Styx river. , or, he rushed towards Song Zhiran with all his teeth and claws.

It has to be said that although Linglong used one to transform into three, she was able to handle it with ease, even after absorbing the corresponding energy from the water of the Styx, she still vaguely gained the upper hand.

In this way, she only needs a little more time, and she is very likely to completely devour the spirit of the Styx, or even - Song Zhiran.

Compared with the spirit of the Styx, the Xuanwu bloodline is more attractive to Linglong.

Therefore, Song Zhiran was soon besieged by vines from all directions. The moment each vine approached, it opened its bloody mouth, trying to take the opportunity to eat him, or it might not be able to eat him, but it could taste a little bit of him. The blood is enough to drive these vines crazy.

It's a pity that the water sword's light is dense, and its lethality is huge, making these vines come back again and again, and they can't get close.

at last.

A few vines burrowed silently into the ground.

The underground area is the territory of the Spirit of the Styx. Originally, the Spirit of the Styx strangled all the vines that attempted to sneak attack through the ground, but at this moment, on the bright red vines, the blue soul-calling banner was flying. Swing, Yin Qi rises suddenly.

The Spirit of Styx instinctively allocated most of his attention to the movement of his Styx Stone, and this distraction gave these vines a chance.

When the Styx puppets faced the vines, they were so unlucky to be bullied. Now, because these vines were soaked in the water of the Styx river, the Styx puppets who kept their hands underground could not even distinguish between the enemy and us, so they directly Watching these vines go out helplessly.

"Haw! Haw!"

Song Zhiran suddenly felt a pain in his arm, and then he heard the familiar sound of a bird. His heart skipped a beat, and he thought something was wrong. It was just when he swiped his long sword to the ground and was about to jump up.

Several vines also took the opportunity to get out, and then curled around his calf, and even one vine was ambitious to curl Song Zhiran's hand.

As far as vines are concerned, human beings are too weak. As long as their hands and feet are trapped, they will soon be like fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.

A blue spiritual ring flashed, and countless water blades exploded.

The other vines that followed were cut to pieces because of their slow step by step, and the two faster ones couldn't please them either.

The one that wrapped around Song Zhiran's ankle was cut in half by the water blade, and the blood flowed, but he refused to give up; while the one with great ambitions rushed towards Song Zhiran's hand, it suddenly trembled, and then it was like a huge python, " Baji” and fell down.

It's just a fall, starting from the front of the vine, the tip of the vine that once touched Song Zhiran's sleeve robe, a little scarlet is spreading rapidly, and the place after it spread, first turns gray, and then, in an instant, unexpectedly It's gray and white.

The joy and greed born in the exquisite green eyes turned into solemnity, and she cut off the connection of her own vine almost immediately.

however--

Keep cutting!

Yes, keep cutting!

Linglong watched helplessly as the scarlet color spread along the vines, and even started to approach other vines around it.

This……

How can this happen?

this fire...

No, it's not Phoenix Fire!

Phoenix fire is not so scary!

Linglong's complexion turned pale, and her green eyes widened in horror. At this moment, the extreme panic made the wood elements in her body a little unstable, and her mood was completely chaotic.

at last.

A dim light flashed in the exquisite green eyes, and the huge animal shape instantly shrank into a small green ball, and then quickly fled underground.

When Song Zhiran looked at it suddenly, the other party looked like an elf in a green dress, and the one who ran was so resolute that he didn't even care about the resolute summoning banner.

The scarlet point, as if knowing that the enemy has already run away, is not hiding at all. With a "hula", it completely reveals its ostentatious and gorgeous flames, and burns all the things on its own territory that do not belong to it. Two clean.

Including Styx puppets and Styx water.

Fortunately, the Spirit of the Styx reacted quickly enough this time, so except for the branch of water that Linglong had absorbed most of its energy, it didn't lose any more.

It's just that most of the Styx puppets are gone.

In just a few days, the Spirit of the Styx felt that he was like what humans said, a few branches of the Styx that had been cultivated with great difficulty...

Forget it, don't mention it!

10 minute later.

The Spirit of the Styx held the soul-calling banner that was preserved for some reason, and looked hollowed out. He trembled three times when he walked, trembling, and fell down, and he rolled on the ground again without knowing why. At Song Zhiran's feet.

however.

Song Zhiran's reaction to this was to lift his foot, step over, and continue walking forward.

Selling the poor failed Spirit of Styx: "QAQ!"

The Spirit of Styx looked at Song Zhiran's resolute back, and in the end could only bite the handkerchief, oh no, bit the soul-calling flag, and sank into the ground with a groan.

After Lingzhi noticed that the spirit of Styx had left, Song Zhiran turned around and rushed in another direction.After a full hour.

Song Zhiran found a tree hole, and after throwing out several formation disks, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully lifted the little red bird, which had long since fallen asleep, out of his sleeve robe.

"Feng Zhao? Feng Zhao?" Song Zhiran whispered a few times, frowned, and took several kinds of herbs from the pile of "thank you items" from the Spirit of the Styx, and then matched them with the herbs he found, one by one. Put it near the little red bird's mouth.

Useless.

Useless.

Still useless...

Song Zhiran took out a precious crystal of fire element after trying more than a dozen kinds of top-quality spiritual herbs that strengthened the foundation and cultivated the essence to no avail.

As soon as the fiery red Baojing was taken out, the eyelids of the unconscious little red bird moved.

Song Zhiran was overjoyed, and put Baojing next to the little red bird's beak.

***

Feng Zhao felt like he had a long dream.

The strange thing is that he couldn't remember exactly what happened in the dream, and he felt as if he had eaten a particularly delicious snack. The delicious snack was the aftertaste the first time he woke up.

But after this aftertaste, he couldn't remember the taste of the snack.

Feng Zhao suddenly felt lost, even when he opened his eyes, he was a little lazy, but——

What happened to the suddenly enlarged face?

What the hell!

"Chirp—" With a sharp chirp, Feng Xiaoniao Zhao reflexively fluttered his wings and yelled loudly again.

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao said, "Hey?"

Feng Zhao: "!!"

"Chirp? Chirp chirp chirp chirp - chirp!" Feng Zhao became irritable, and almost fainted from the series of chirps.

The reason why he was almost there was because before he was lucky by himself, he was shocked by the fiery red gemstone that Song Zhiran suddenly handed over.

Hey!

Song Zhiran, what does this mean?

Suddenly so generous?

Could it be, is it another dowry?

Well, isn't this dowry... a little too much?

Feng Zhao is ready to move. After all, he is really poor now. In addition to racking his brains to blackmail these days, oh no, the idea of ​​black crystal and spirit crystal hoarded in the storage button, oh yes, the spirit crystal also needs more money. Give it back to that fat guy Lu Ze, or else he'll be looking for someone like that fat guy who is stingy...

Thoughts in Feng Zhao's mind were rolling and rolling, only a pair of eyes, but he never missed Baojing in front of him from the beginning to the end.

Then, looking at it, he suddenly discovered something——

Is this Baojing a bit too big?

It's so big that I almost can't put my eyeballs down...

No, to be precise, this precious crystal is placed too close, and I always feel like opening my mouth... ummm, opening my mouth?

Feng Zhao, who was thinking about the serious question of opening his mouth, heard a familiar voice and said to him in a very unfamiliar gentle tone, "What's wrong? Why don't you eat?"

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao couldn't help but want to explode, no, wait, Maomao...

When Feng Xiaoniao Zhao turned his head, he saw his own hair, red hair, very cool red hair!

But that's not the point, the point is, he seems to be vaguely, probably, mutated!

became--

Feng Zhao looked left and right, then took a deep breath, ran to the edge of the pool, looked around, and saw a red bird staring at him.

Feng Xiaoniao Zhao: "..."

"Feng Zhao?" Song Zhiran walked over with frowning eyebrows, bent down and hugged the little red bird that was obviously not quite right after waking up today, and then habitually rubbed the bird's feathers, as if thinking of something, and then Carefully inspected the little red bird.

Feng Xiaoniao Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao struggled and made a sharp "chirp" sound, but he was really too small, so small that Song Zhiran could hold it down with one finger.

So in the end, Feng Zhaoniao's face was full of despair, and he let Song Zhiran do his best to him, and felt clearly that his chastity was not there...

After Song Zhiran checked to make sure that the little red bird had neither food accumulation nor any problems caused by eating too much precious crystal energy, he breathed a sigh of relief, and handed the precious crystal to the little red bird's mouth again, and said softly: "Okay, let's eat quickly. After eating, let's go to Sanqianzhen for a walk and see if we can get some good things."

It is said that the rewards after passing the [-] formations are very useful to the person involved, and now Song Zhiran hopes to get a treasure that can help few people recover their spiritual consciousness.

Feng Zhao, who had recovered his spiritual consciousness, didn't know why Song Zhiran was going to the Three Thousand Formation. Of course, he didn't care much about it at this time, so let's put it this way, he now has a kind of "sadness is greater than heart-dead" feeling.

I always thought that I was the protagonist of destiny, and I was forced to go through ups and downs and work hard to support my family, etc., which were all necessary processes for future counterattacks, but I found that I was actually one of the lucky people.Feng Wu, or even more people, have been fighting for them all when he couldn't see them, protecting the false peace that the entire United Nations has worked hard to maintain...

And this kind of truth is enough to make Feng Zhao feel uncomfortable. There is a sense of frustration that he may have been in the second grade. Then Song Zhiran mentioned not long ago that he is one of the monsters. Another layer of truth , was like the last straw that overwhelmed his self-confidence.

Feng Zhao was completely lost, both lost and afraid, because he might not be the main character, but because he was not the main character, as a demon, he might not be able to survive...

Even if the so-called phoenix still needs nirvana, who the hell knows if the phoenix after nirvana is still the original phoenix?

All in all, before Feng Zhao was targeted and lost consciousness by that not ordinary Styx puppet, he already had no confidence in himself and the future, and now!

Now that I am closing my eyes and opening them, oh no, when I am conscious again, I realize that I am still mutated.

The variation is so great that it can be pressed with one finger!

It's so frustrating!

Hey!

Feng Zhao cursed viciously in his heart, then listened to Song Zhiran's words now, and looked at Baojing who was handed to his mouth...

Ha ha.

Eat Baojing?

That's still impossible to eat, that's absolutely absolutely possible to eat!

This is all money, how much money does this have to be!

Feng Zhao would rather chew himself than eat Baojing. What's more, he has mutated into a little bird now. Looking at it for three to five years, oh no, maybe three years Cannon fodder who can't hold on for five years and will burp, what else can he eat?Starve to death and reincarnate early!

The little red bird turned its head and refused to eat!

Song Zhiran handed it a few more times, but the little guy firmly refused, and didn't even look at Baojing, just slumped in his palm, looking like he was going to die... no, he didn't want to eat.

What's going on here?

Song Zhiran frowned, doubting whether the little red bird had already obtained enough energy, so there was no need for Baojing again, and couldn't help worrying, was it because the little red bird was in such a sluggish state because the energy was not enough?

After all, he had used such a flame twice that day, if his guess was right, it might be Phoenix's anger!

Although Song Zhiran is a water attribute, water and fire are incompatible, but as the saying goes, the person who knows you best is often not your friend but your enemy. He actually knows a lot about the fire attribute, especially the ability of a high-level fire attribute healer.

And one of them is that fire attribute healers will condense heart fire, and this heart fire is as important as a person's heart blood, the number is limited, and although it can be regenerated, it needs enough energy.

"Feng Zhao, Feng Zhao?" Song Zhiran held the little red bird in front of his eyes, looked at him deeply with extremely black eyes, pursed his lips, and said after a while, "As long as you eat Baojing obediently, I... ...I allow you to tweet me today, okay?"

After finishing speaking, Song Zhiran thought again that the little guy in front of him couldn't understand his words, so he could only press his lips hard until they were as red as blood, and then he became cruel, and took the initiative to lean over, "chirping" the little red bird's mouth Beak once.

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao felt a little dizzy, a little short of breath, and even vaguely suspected that he might be... still dreaming?The delicious snacks in the dream may not be snacks, but the keyword that removes zero...

Therefore, Feng Zhao, who deeply suspected that he was dreaming, opened his mouth subconsciously when he heard someone coaxing him to open his mouth, and then, for some reason, there was such a big fiery red gemstone next to his mouth It's on, it's plugged in!

"Gudong."

Feng Zhao hiccupped, but before he realized what he had eaten, he saw Song Zhiran approaching him again, as if he wanted to "chirp" him again.

Feng Zhao: "!!"

Feng Zhao sat up startled in his dying illness, and "poked" Song Zhiran's lips with his slender beak.

Feng Zhao: "!!!"

Feng Zhao babbled again and fell back.

How could Song Zhiran know what Fenfeng Xiaoniao Zhao was thinking? After feeding him successfully, he fulfilled his promise and hid the little red bird in his sleeve, preparing to let the other party continue to rest like a few days ago. He seized the opportunity to go to the Three Thousand Formation, hoping to find a way to recover Feng Zhao before the Yaochi Holy Land was completely closed.

however.

I don't know what's going on. Ever since Feng Zhao became a little red bird, he has been lucky all the way. All kinds of picks and picks are gone. Instead, he encounters sneak attacks by strange beasts every now and then. became extremely difficult.

It's just that the speed to go to the Three Thousand Formation was seriously delayed. When Song Zhiran was about to pick a Huoyuan fruit for the little red bird, he suddenly slipped and fell directly off the rockery.

"Crash" sounded.

The splash of water made Song Zhiran a little dazed, but Feng Zhao, who had been hiding in his sleeve, finally couldn't pretend to be dead.

"You didn't..." Feng Zhao paused as soon as he opened his mouth, and then "gulu gulu" water pierced his mouth, causing him to roll his eyes, the weak bird body fell straight down, and he forgot to beat up.

Without him, at this moment Song Zhiran's sudden black eyes made Feng Zhao's huge guilt overwhelm his survival instinct.

When Song Zhiran finally came back to his senses, he saw a ball of red flames almost sinking to the bottom of the pool, he was startled, and hurriedly reached out to save him.

At this moment, a dazzling red light flashed.

Song Zhiran closed his eyes instinctively, but the movements of his hands continued without any sluggishness, so before his eyes could see, his hands felt something first.

Hot skin temperature...

Song Zhiran's heart skipped a beat, and his fingers curled up almost instinctively, but instead of flinching, they slid and clasped the opponent's shoulder with force, trying to lift him up.

It's just that after doing this kind of action, although his vision didn't recover, Song Zhiran, who had already opened his spiritual sense and looked over, felt ridiculous and embarrassed.

After all, this pool of water might be really dangerous to Feng Zhao when he was the little red bird, but to Feng Zhao who has transformed into a human form, it is really a small pool...

Oh, it's still a hot spring pool, maybe at another time, someone wants to soak in a hot spring to pass the time.

Song Tianran intentionally let himself think this slightly mockingly, grabbed Feng Zhao who was stabbing his body at this time, dragged him ashore, and then threw a piece of clothing on it, turned his head and didn't look at it again , it seems that as long as this is done, you can keep out of sight and out of mind, and naturally it is impossible to suddenly beat like a drum.

however.

It's a pity that he didn't get the peace he wanted, even because he couldn't hear the movement behind him and was not sure about the situation of the people behind him, Song Zhiran couldn't help but start thinking more.