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

This bastard is taking advantage of Song Zhiran!

Feng Zhao was completely furious!

A cluster of flames ignited in the red eyes caused by the anger of the main consciousness, and the gray in Feng Zhao's own glazed eyes disappeared half of it almost instantly, and then quickly fell silent.

However, Feng Zhao 2.0 finally made it to the stage, how could he be willing to take it so easily?

So while running away, Song Zhiran, who hadn't slowed down yet, let out a low laugh, and said in a hoarse voice: "Of course, I want~~"

With a hoarse and magnetic voice, he ran away after flirting, and he ran so crisply, he looked like a habitual offender.

And Feng Zhao, who is used to being blamed, returned to his consciousness by chance, and heard such a voice from his own mouth. The dog thing in his heart is actually another version of himself, so he is angry——

The dog actually wanted to do this or that to Song Zhiran?

I haven't been like that yet...

Wait, what the hell is this and that?

London, London?

However, since I and Song Zhiran have been married for many years, why haven't I...

Before Feng Zhao figured out why there were so many things that were wrong, his eyes were already attracted by the people below him, and he had to be attracted.

At this moment, Song Zhiran's black eyes were glowing, his lips were glowing, and his whole face seemed to be glowing, emitting a light that seduced him, making his mouth dry, so he really wanted, really wanted to—

Feng Zhao kissed the back of Song Zhiran's hand with his mouth that was about to fall, and Song Zhiran asked him in a low voice: "Want? If you want, just say choose! Me!"

Hearing the last two words for no reason, Feng Zhao felt a chill down his spine, as if a terrifying sword was hanging there.

Feng Zhao couldn't help but want to look back, but Song Zhiran misunderstood his movement, so Song Zhiran's other hand pressed down on his neck.

Song Zhiran: "Say!"

Feng Zhao, Feng Zhao's fate was pinched on the back of the neck, and finally said repeatedly: "You, you, choose you, I choose you..."

When the last word "you" fell, Feng Zhao felt his world turned upside down, the world in front of his eyes and in his mind turned upside down at the same time.

***

Feng Zhao looked at himself in the mirror, and he was relieved after confirming that although his body was covered with mosaics for some reason, his face was as beautiful as before.

However, it was only after he breathed a sigh of relief that he raised it again.

Without him, he thought of the previous world... Oh no, to be precise, it was the previous illusion. The self in that illusion was obviously stuffed with a lot of things, but he mistakenly thought that he was really a ten-year-old. A poor student who studied hard for several years, finally...

Finally do not mention worth mentioning!

Feng Zhao touched his still sore mouth, the expression on his face changed again and again, and finally he couldn't hold back, and hummed a familiar tune with the corner of his mouth curled up.

If Huang Mao or Xu Yingjun were here, they would definitely be able to tell that Feng Zhao only hums this ditty when he is in a very good mood and very proud of himself.

However, at this moment, the other people present obviously couldn't tell whether Feng Zhao was happy or not, or in other words, it was impossible for the other instrumental people present to be able to tell the difference.

Feng Zhao walked out of this somewhat old house, and walked slowly to a certain place according to the map given in his mind, thinking in his heart, after meeting Song Zhi, how can he neither reveal his identity nor use any coercive means How about letting the other party quickly follow you?

Yes, run away.

If the previous illusion was aimed at Feng Zhao, then this illusion is aimed at Song Zhiran. The difference is that Feng Zhao had to choose between Qian Quanse and the so-called blood descendants and Song Zhiran, but this time However, Song Zhiran needs to choose between Feng Zhao and the so-called righteousness in his heart.

Feng Zhao was very confident about this at first.

After all, according to Feng Zhao's own analysis, the so-called righteousness in his heart is to protect the people in this city, and these so-called people in the city are just fake tool people. What's important about the life and death of fake people?If you give up, you just give up, and he is a real person, and Song Zhiran's crush, who is not the right choice?

What's more, Feng Zhao has already made up his mind and told Song Zhiran that if he must stay, not only will he not be able to protect this small city named Yaochi, but he will also die in the hail of bullets, and the people he protects with his life will do it for him. Live, crush him to ashes...

All in all, staying is just one word-miserable!

All harm but no benefit!

Feng Zhao's heart was full of small calculations, but after seeing Song Zhi, what to say, he was jealous at the first sight.

Look, look, the things in Song Zhiran's room, one row of bookshelves are full of antiques, another row of bookshelves are full of orphan books, and behind the desk is a row of bookshelves with all kinds of books, It looks very domineering!

And what's even more domineering is that Song Zhiran is playing with the mechanism in his hand, just like a dormant beast, waiting to be released at any time!

Of course, Feng Zhao knew that these were all fake, but he still couldn't help being jealous. How many men don't like to rob?What's more, these things look very valuable!

Why is it also an illusion, and I have been struggling from the instilled memory, but what about Song Zhiran?A rich man is still a rich man even if it is an illusion!

The sour water in Feng Zhao's heart was gurgling up, but at this moment, he still wanted to hold back his mouth, and when he held back, it was even more impossible for Song Zhiran, who seemed to be shut up in the fantasy world, to speak.

So, when Feng Zhao saw a so-called adjutant who wanted to report something urgent, he hurried over, grabbed Song Zhiran, and said first: "Commander, the situation outside is critical, those little devils are coming in menacingly, now..."

After analyzing a lot of situations, Feng Zhao immediately changed the subject and emphasized, "As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about no firewood. Instead of spending time with these little devils here, you should bring the big troops ahead of time. Move the position, wait for the future..."

Song Zhiran raised his hand to stop Feng Zhao from following up.

Feng Zhao pretended not to see it, and continued to emphasize: "This city is not a key city during the war, and a group of people have been transferred out of the second city in advance, and now the commander-in-chief has not stayed behind at all..."

"Enough." Song Zhiran interrupted displeased.

Feng Zhao gritted his teeth secretly, pretended not to hear, and decisively shifted the target of persuasion: "Little adjutant, you should be here to report the news of the little devils, right? Have you checked that there are a lot of little devils coming? and……"

The little adjutant nodded, and was quickly persuaded by Feng Zhao, so he stood silently behind Feng Zhao, hoping that Song Zhiran could leave here immediately.

Even if you don't take a large army to leave, it's okay to take three or two people to move ahead of time, right?

Song Zhiran frowned all the time, and now the frown became tighter and tighter. Finally, at the end, he directly lifted Feng Zhao, who had already convinced another general under him and was about to transfer the next one, and threw it away angrily. Go out, "If you want to go, go by yourself, get out—"

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao gritted his teeth: "Do you think I'm the only one who wants to leave? Ask other people, do they want to leave? Who is not afraid of death at the moment of life and death? What's more, it's fine if you die well, but now in Yaochi City, there are only a group of people left. Who, we don't know, more than one-third of the traitors are a group of stubborn idiots, if these idiots insisted on guarding this small place, they would have left a few days ago!"

Speaking of this, Feng Zhao took another deep breath, and changed the subject, "Song Zhiran, I don't want you to be a deserter, what's more, you are not a soldier, you are a commander, and your status means that you have to bear the responsibility." The hope of more people, the hope of the future of your brothers who were born and died!"

"So, are you going to give up your brothers who were born and died, and choose those traitors and idiots instead?"

As soon as the last sentence came out, Song Zhiran's firm black eyes trembled, which showed that the balance in his heart began to swing.

Feng Zhao was overjoyed, secretly thought that he was really smart, and praised his ability to grasp the key points vigorously, and after taking a deep breath, he changed his facial expression from hating iron to steel, to mourning and mourning for himself. This side continued to add chips: "Also, what about me?"

"Song Zhiran, Zhiran. You, you and I for many years, don't you... don't you want to live with me? In the troubled times, even if you can't live a smooth life, I don't want you to die just for this doomed city. Sacrifice! Not worth it!"

In this illusion, Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran are a pair of confidants who have long been interested in each other and communicate with each other, but they have never broken the window paper.

Now that Feng Zhao directly confessed to the public, he would not believe that Song Zhiran's balance could not be tilted once he threw his weight on him!

as predicted.

The balance in Song Zhiran's heart was tilted, his extremely black eyes looked deeply at Feng Zhao, and the expression on Feng Zhao's face was a little bit tense, not to mention the heart that was already beating vigorously in his chest.

Pounding.

Pounding.

Feng Zhao looked at Song Zhiran who was walking towards him step by step. His handsome military uniform made his figure straighter and straighter like a javelin. He was imposing, especially when he walked over with military boots, he looked like a cheetah. Elegant and full of urge to scream.

Wait, what the hell is wailing?

Feng Zhao frowned, and stopped the hand that was subconsciously going to cover his chest. Suspicion flashed in his glazed eyes, but he hadn't waited for him to figure out why he had such an abnormal idea of ​​wanting to scream , Song Zhiran was already standing in front of him.

The two were half a step apart, both frowning.

It's just a slightly lowered eyebrow, a slightly raised eyebrow, the eyes that should have collided, but for some reason, they missed it before they met.

Feng Zhao's eyes fell on Song Zhiran's clothes. He used to look at the handsome military uniform from a distance, but now he walked in and realized that he was still wearing a black robe, such a quiet and old-fashioned color. It will increase his sense of mystery, not to mention this long silver-white hair.

Well, it's so pretty!

Not only is it beautiful, but it also makes Feng Zhao feel at ease, knowing that he is not alone in this environment.

It's a pity that I am glad that I am not Feng Zhao who is fighting alone. In the next second, Song Zhiran proves with his actions that he chooses to fight alone.

Yes, Song Zhiran stared deeply at Feng Zhao from a long distance for a long time, then looked at Feng Zhao closely for a long time, and then suddenly took half a step forward, when Feng Zhao's instinctive body stiffened and his face turned red , and turned his palm into a knife, and slashed on Feng Zhao's neck.

With this knife, be fast and ruthless!

Feng Zhao's vision went dark immediately, and he fell down, but his body fell down, but his spiritual consciousness was still there.

So, he watched himself being carried by Princess Song Zhiran to the car that seemed to have been prepared long ago, and then he told his confidant who was in charge of escorting Feng Zhao, and then he stood there for a long, long time.

Feng Zhao: "..."

Feng Zhao didn't understand Song Zhiran at this moment at all, or more precisely, what was Song Zhiran thinking after having some memories that should not exist at this moment?

Is the life and death of a group of tool people important?

If it is a group of good tool people, it is not impossible for Feng Zhao to try to understand, but is it a group of good tool people?Feng Zhao was very sure that the memories he received were these guys, either traitors or rotten idiots, and these people would even backhand stab a knife at the most critical moment.

Why should such a person be saved?

Or did you say, or did you say... that you were deceived?Be deceived by the illusion?

Compared with doubting Song Zhiran's IQ problem, Feng Zhao naturally began to wonder whether the illusion had deliberately instilled different descriptions of tool people for him and Song Zhiran, and he couldn't help but ask when he had such an idea. up.

Yes, now Feng Zhao has come to his senses. After running for several hours, the car is about to arrive at the nearest town.

Feng Zhao leaned on the back of the seat, ignoring the driver in front of him and the guard on the co-pilot, and asked, "Is the rest of the people in Yaochi City really all bad guys? Or is it the message you sent to me and Song Zhiran?" The message conveyed is exactly the opposite?"

"Hey, hey, what do I ask you?"

"Is there anyone... no, can you speak human language? Let me tell you, it's your freedom to engage in formations and test human nature, but you can't post yin and yang messages when you post messages? It doesn't matter if I pass it or not. However, I am not convinced!"

Speaking of this, Feng Zhao felt that it was really unnecessary for him to talk nonsense with a brainless thing, if he had known...

I knew I should have asked Song Zhiran directly.

Feng Zhao sighed, and when he was about to call for a stop, a voice suddenly came from his head, "You have no brains, your whole family has no brains!"

The milky voice was full of anger.

Feng Zhao was stunned for a moment, thinking that he might have auditory hallucinations, but when he rolled his glazed eyes, he immediately complained a few words about this stupid illusion.

next second.

The voice that was originally in his head appeared in reality, not only that, Feng Zhao's nose was suddenly kicked, a little thing that looked like a Barbie doll, scolded him angrily, "You are an idiot, your whole family They're all idiots!"

Feng Zhao, Feng Zhao has quick eyes and quick hands, and he grabbed the Barbie doll who was about to give him a kick.

"You are the Barbie doll, and your whole family is Barbie dolls!" The spirit of inheritance once again got Feng Zhao's thoughts, his eyes were red with anger, and he raised his little feet to give Feng Zhao a few ruthless blows, but his body was caught If you catch someone, let alone kick him, you can't even leave.

Thinking of this, the Spirit of Inheritance suddenly became frightened, tears streaming down his face.

Feng Zhao: "..."

Feng Zhao didn't know what happened to this unknown thing. He was even a little bit wronged. After all, he was tormented by the illusion after a good night's sleep, as if he had read books for decades. After finally knowing that it was an illusion, Now he is taking on the important task of waking up Song Zhiran in the illusion...

Hey!

The heavens have given great responsibility to the people, so it shouldn't be done like this, right?

Feng Zhao glanced at the Barbie doll who was still crying, wondering if he should strangle this obviously the source of the illusion...

"You dare! Woooooo, you can't be Jiang Zi, you Jiangzi, we will all die... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.com, bad guy!” Yes, beep.

Feng Zhao didn't think it was wrong to be scolded as a bad person, but, "What do you mean we're all going to die?"

After asking this question, Feng Zhao was afraid that this little thing would not speak and would fool himself, so he immediately added fiercely and viciously, "If you don't obediently tell the truth, I will definitely strangle you before I die!"

The word "pinch" was accompanied by Hou Fengzhao's sudden increase in strength.

The Spirit of Inheritance immediately let out a painful scream, and then, under the threat of being strangled to death, revealed part of the truth.

But it turns out that this is exactly the companion inheritance that I was looking for, and this companion inheritance is located in the rumored West Jade Pool in the Holy Land of Yaochi, but this West Jade Pool is hidden in a certain formation of the three thousand formations ...

All in all it is!

Song Zhiran took Feng Zhao and entered the West Yaochi by mistake, and because Feng Zhao was drowning, he made some...disharmonious scenes, which caused the spirit of inheritance to misunderstand, and dragged the two of them together. Passed the inheritance test.

but--

The spirit of inheritance hummed, and after Feng Zhao said fiercely, he shed tears and added in a low voice: "Although this is the inheritance of a partner, it can only be passed on to one person..."

Feng Zhao narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

The Spirit of Inheritance stammered: "Just, just, that's - I only had one master who reached the god level back then, so...so..."

Feng Zhao was impatient: "So?"

"So, there is only one inheritance..." The spirit of inheritance lowered his head, and tried hard to hide himself.

Feng Zhao finally understood, and with an "oh", he began to think about how to help Song Zhiran get this inheritance...

The Spirit of Inheritance noticed Feng Zhao's thoughts. He was surprised at first, and then before joy came to his mind, he sensed Feng Zhao's ill intentions towards him, and hurriedly said: "No, no, no! If you fail the illusion test, even if you force me to It is useless to recognize the master, if the door to the secret of inheritance is not opened, then Song Zhiran will still not be able to get the inheritance!"

"Gate? There's still a door?" Feng Zhao grasped the key words.

The Spirit of Inheritance didn't expect that he would reveal the key point in a moment, stumbled a few times, and still explained the truth.

It turns out that the so-called couple's inheritance not only has only one inheritance, but also has been set as a double examiner by the couple's wicked taste.

One is the Spirit of Inheritance, this little thing like a Barbie doll is responsible for selecting qualified partners to enter the illusion; the other is the illusion, the illusion is said to be a high-level illusion created with divine power... Only those who pass through can open the door of inheritance.

As for whether there is any test after the gate of inheritance?

The spirit of inheritance is not very sure, anyway, what this little thing is sure about is, "Anyway, it is useless even if you force me to recognize the master. If the illusion fails, you will be thrown out at most, but if you harm me, we will Die!"

"...Leave us alone, you and I are not 'you'." Feng Zhao said disgustedly, then threw the inheritance spirit back, and said to the tool man driver, "Go back."

The driver disagreed and said it was the command of the commander.

Feng Zhao didn't want to talk anymore, so he pulled out the wooden warehouse of the guard next to him, pointed at the driver's head and said, "Go back."

Driver, the driver obediently went back under Feng Zhao's threat.

"What are you going back for now?" The spirit of inheritance who was thrown out didn't know when he ran back again, and said in a small voice, "Feng Zhao, I don't think Song Zhiran will go with you even if you go back, he ...I can feel that he is different from you, he has a very, very firm heart!"

"...What do you mean?" Feng Zhao was a little unhappy.

The Spirit of Inheritance read Feng Zhao's thoughts and flinched back in fear, but still couldn't help saying: "You are too greedy... No, I mean, you, you want a lot of things, because what you want There are too many things, so many times I may not be able to tell what is the most important thing, but I really think that there are too many things I want, so it becomes easy to give up, just like the last illusion, you just huh huh Well……"

The small mouth of the Spirit of Inheritance was pinched by Feng Zhao expressionlessly, and with the big eyes of a Barbie doll, he felt aggrieved and wanted to shed tears.

Feng Zhao threatened: "If you dare to cry, I will beat you! Anyway, as long as I don't beat you to death, I won't end the game!"

The Spirit of Inheritance held back his tears with all his strength, and shook his head frantically, expressing that he would never shed tears.

Feng Zhao snorted coldly, and shook his big fist in front of the spirit of inheritance, then let go of the hand that restrained the spirit of inheritance, closed his eyes and leaned back, waiting for the car to drive back to the Yaochi city.

The Spirit of Inheritance has learned a lesson this time, and dare not beep Feng Zhao again. Of course, it may also be that it feels that what it said just now is not so much that it hits Feng Zhao's mind, it is better to say that it is just a glimpse. The surface of this person, but the heart of the other party is deeper and deeper than it imagined.

really weird.

The Spirit of Inheritance thought to himself, the people he despised at first were not as vulgar and greedy as he imagined, but——

But I still don't like him!

just.

The Spirit of Inheritance sensed the situation on the other side with his eyes closed, and then reminded Feng Zhao: "There are still three hours, and the war will start in three hours."