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

however.

"They have already agreed today, and it is absolutely impossible to change it again!" Ms. Mo snorted lightly, and said firmly. Seeing that the congressman was still worried, she still mentioned, "I invited you for the schedule this time." The one from Lucifer's family is a notary."

The member was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he was overjoyed at first, but soon worried: "Although there is Mr. Monte's notarization, this schedule will definitely restrain the powerful people for a period of time, but Speaker, have you ever thought about it? Hands and feet on the schedule, if the powers know, next time—"

"Next time? I don't think I need to do anything next time. These old things... at least most of the old guys like me will go up."

After all, Ms. Mo just laughed at herself, and walked away, leaving the councilor alone in a daze, with a complicated expression, and after a long while, she said sadly to herself: "The end, if the end really comes, who will come?" Can we escape? Even if we use our lives to rob mankind of a glimmer of life, we will still die in the future... in the future."

There is only one life, so what if it is powerful?

Eight rings and nine rings, as long as he has not reached the tenth ring, and has not entered the god level, healers are just a little more self-protective than ordinary people. Once they die, they are still dead...

Even if it is a god rank...

The congressman thought of the relevant materials of the god-rank personnel he had read, and the sadness in his expression became a little bit heavier, and his old eyes that were already cloudy quickly moistened, "God-rank, god-rank...but he died earlier and faster The unlucky ones."

***

Feng Zhao didn't know the god rank he yearned for. In some people's eyes, it was not so much luck as misfortune, because the sky was falling, and the taller god rank had to be topped first.

Of course, some things are like lofty mountains. Before you climb up, who knows what kind of mood you will feel when you climb up and look into the distance?

Feng Zhao was so focused on training this time that he completely forgot that there is such a thing as eating, let alone the yellow hair who is still waiting bitterly?

Huang Mao and the others wanted to greet someone kindly with words several times, but held back several times. Finally, he clutched his "cuckoo" screaming stomach and decided to leave with a loveless face.

Maybe Huangmao was doomed to be unlucky today, and he was blocked by a group of men in gray robes before he walked out of this excessively large manor.

The gray-robed man at the head was a middle-aged man, who looked respectfully at Huang Mao, but with a wave of his hand, several people under his hand dragged Huang Mao into a large courtyard.

Song Lang, who was sitting upright in the courtyard, had an unusually pale face, and his usual melancholy expression was tinged with hostility due to some incidents, so that he looked at Huang Mao with a very unkind look, "Are you?"

Huang Mao's bewildered face turned into a gloomy face, but he didn't dare to beep beeping indiscriminately. He only murmured under his anger: "My surname is Huang, and I am one of the members of Donglingzhou's participating team."

"Huang?" Song Lang thought of something, frowned, and asked again, "I heard that you came with a kid named Feng today? What about him?"

Huang Maoyuan rolled his eyes, and asked instead of answering: "Sir, I should ask this question, right? Brother Zhao was taken to the garden by one of your servants, why haven't you come back now? It's dark today , You didn’t do something to Brother Zhao, did you? I’m ugly to say, I, Brother Zhao, is one of the main players of our Donglingzhou team this time!”

The last sentence was the same as Huang Mao's purpose of revealing his identity earlier, it was a threat and a warning.

After all, the five-state competition is coming soon, and the participating players are the "treasures" of each state.

Why couldn't Song Lang understand the meaning of Huang Mao's words, he knew it too well, so he stayed on his feet all the time, but he didn't expect that he would be secretly generaled instead.

Song Lang looked back and forth on Huang Mao's body unkindly, just when Huang Mao thought that he was going to go in vertically and go out horizontally, he heard a familiar voice from outside the courtyard.

It's He Jing.

He Jing respectfully begged to see Song Lang.

Song Lang frowned, but didn't respond.

However, He Jing outside the courtyard also had no intention of leaving, and just waited respectfully.

A few minutes later, a beautiful figure walked in, and Feng Xue came to Song Lang with a bowl of medicine, "Why did you sit up just after taking the medicine? Go back and lie down."

A gentle voice that cannot be denied.

The hostility and unkindness on Song Lang's face was like the wind blowing past, it was gone, what was left was compromise and helplessness, and he was vaguely embarrassed, "Isn't there something wrong with me, I..."

"Be obedient." Feng Xue frowned, and when she spoke, she had already handed the medicine bowl to the desk beside her, and she was about to help Song Lang with her hand, obviously wanting to use actions to accomplish her goal.

Song Lang lost his temper completely, and was finally helped into the house by Feng Xue, while Huang Mao didn't even give him a look.

Yellow Hair: "..."

The yellow-haired eyeball rolled around, and he quietly took a step back. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he took another step back, and then took another step back. Just when he was relieved and turned around to leave, he heard a "please!" Hold on".

Huang Mao froze and turned to look over.

Feng Xue came out to get the medicine bowl, but because she thought of something, she stopped Huang Mao. Seeing Huang Mao's vigilant face, she couldn't help smiling softly: "I have no other intentions, don't be afraid."

Huang Mao subconsciously shook his head in denial.

Feng Xue smiled more gently: "That's all, I just have a sentence that I want to trouble the children to convey."

Huang Xiaoren Mao: "..." Feeling a little embarrassed for no reason, but fortunately soon, he was confused because of Feng Xue's words, "Tell Feng Zhao, be careful of Lu's family".

The dazed Huangmao was sent all the way out of the manor by He Jing, but he couldn't react. He grabbed He Jing who was about to leave, and asked, "What does that woman mean?"

He Jing knew who the "woman" in Huang Mao's mouth was, but, "Ms. Feng has always been convenient to people and has many good karmas. She has reminded her, and I think she came out of good intentions."

"Who can say for sure? You believe her." Huang Mao muttered in a bad mood, but turned around and conveyed the words "be careful of the Lu family" to Feng Zhao as quickly as possible. brain.

At this moment, Feng Zhao was still practicing, so naturally he didn't see this reminder at the first time, so on the way back to the team after receiving a series of calls from Ye Zhiqiu, because of looking for food, he was in a place called "Zhuangyuan Building" , and a group of people from the Lu family met on a narrow road.

Yes, it was a group of people from the Lu family.

Lu Ze, a fat man weighing more than 500 kilograms, was blocked on the stairs, his fat face turned red and purple, but he still had to endure it.

Not only did he endure it, but he also grabbed the blue-haired Zhang Yan who wanted to talk back several times and made quail together, trying to escape the disaster.

As everyone knows, there are many people in this world who like to push their noses on their faces, such as Lu Jia and Lu Ding now.

Lu Jia and Lu Ding are two of Lu Yi's followers. Although Lu Yi, the master, is unwilling to lower his style and argue with Lu Ze more, but as followers and confidantes, they have an instinct and know what to do Only then can the master be happier and see them more.

Just like now.

Lu Jia and Lu Ding not only didn't accept it as soon as they saw it, but became more and more provocative.

Lu Jia said: "I heard that the second young master is representing Dongling State this time? Hehehehe, are all the people in Dongling State dead? Otherwise, why can cats and dogs participate in the five-state competition?"

Lu Ding answered: "I think Dong Lingzhou should have taken a fancy to the second young master's size, and he is resistant to beating! After all, it is not easy to raise such a lot of meat. Besides, the advantage of bastards these days..."

"..."

If Lu Jia and Lu Ding only attacked Lu Ze personally at the beginning, then as time went by, they naturally began to expand the circle of influence.

Because Zhang Yan was the closest, he was the first to be affected. He raised his hand with a dark face and failed to slap Lu Er, so he simply elbowed Lu Ze away.

Lu Ze was caught off guard by an elbow from the friendly army, and his body shook, and he was about to fall.

At this moment, I have to mention the position of several people.

Lu Ze and Zhang Yan came down from the second floor after eating and drinking, and Lu Yi took Lu Jia and Lu Ding upstairs, so Lu Ze and Zhang Yan were in the upper ranks, although Lu Yi was even one or two lower from the very beginning. The location of the stairs, but the eyes looking at Lu Ze and Zhang Yan still miraculously showed a contemptuous attitude.

But these days, no matter how good your posture is, it doesn't matter much. At least when a heavy object weighing over 500 catties hits you, it's fine if you're prepared. If you're not prepared, then just one word——

awful!

Lu Yi didn't react, of course he never thought that Lu Ze would dare, how dare he?

After a muffled "bang", Lu Ze bumped into Lu Yi just like that, and because of his exaggerated weight, Lu Yi's little resistance couldn't stop him at all, so Lu Ze just pressed down on Lu Yi and rolled down.

The normal rolling sound should be gurgling...

What Lu Ze led Lu Yi was—"Bang bang bang bang, bang!"

Feng Zhao looked down at Lu Ze's distorted fat face, and laughed with a "ha": "Fatty, it's been a while since we saw each other, so there's no need to welcome me like this?"

Lu Ze burst into tears, but he didn't have time to give Feng Zhao a look. He hurriedly got up, wanting to look at Lu Yi.

Then, before he could speak, Lu Yi slapped him across the face.

Lu Yi was furious: "Lu Ze, you are courting death!"

Lu Ze covered his face and said in a low voice, "I didn't do it on purpose."

"You, cough, cough..." Lu Yi, who was still about to speak harsh words, suddenly coughed a few times, and then turned his head to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Master, Master!"

Lu Jia and Lu Ding were shocked, and ran down in a hurry, trying to help Lu Yi in a hurry.

However, Lu Yi was in a fit of anger, regardless of whether it was Lu Jia or Lu Ding, whoever stretched out his hand would be slapped.

After two slaps, Lu Jia and Lu Ding didn't dare to approach them no matter how worried they were. They could only watch with worried faces, but they immediately thought of something and turned their gazes to Lu Ze. Spitfire.

Lu Jia said: "Second young master, you are too much! You actually want to murder young master!"

Lu Ding said: "I will definitely tell the master what happened today, the master will never let you go!"

Lu Ze covered his face, weak and helpless.

But Zhang Yan couldn't help laughing: "I've heard that the Lu family in Nanfeng Prefecture is unreasonable, and Zhang has seen it today. It's a dog's power, tsk tsk tsk."

The last four "tsks" are really mocking max+

Lu Jia and Lu Ding were furious, one after the other they directly started sex with Zhang Yan.

How did Zhang Yan think that he was just talking about the same thing, and he was going to do it directly?Caught off guard, he reflexively wanted to find his teammates.

But now, Lu Ze is an unreliable coward, so Feng Zhao naturally became the No. 1 choice.

Feng Zhao thought it was quite interesting. He had just realized a big move, and with a flash in his hand, a thief came to capture the king first.

Yes.

Feng Zhao didn't have the idea of ​​fighting against Lu Jia and Lu Ding at all, and directly grabbed the light on Lu Yi's neck, and said with a half-smile: "Young Master Lu, you still have to take care of the two dogs when you are away from home~ "

Lu Yi, Lu Yi was forced to raise his neck and look at Feng Zhao, the fire in his red phoenix eyes seemed to explode.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, and when a war of spiritual masters was about to break out in the Zhuangyuan Building, which would cause countless losses in manpower and material resources, a belated "cough cough" sounded.

The window of the private room on the second floor was open, and there were two elderly people sitting opposite each other. Everyone couldn't see their faces clearly, but they could feel their aura of power.

That's right, the Zhuangyuan Building can be opened in a place where every inch of land in Huangzhou is expensive, how can it be possible that there is no backstage and no great power to sit in the town?

The regret in Feng Zhao's heart flashed away, and the light gun in his hand disappeared, then turned around pretending that he hadn't done anything, and walked outside.

Zhang Yan followed subconsciously.

But Lu Ze, he looked at Lu Yi with blood on the corner of his mouth, then looked at Lu Jia and Lu Ding with unkind faces, shrank his neck, and reminded in a low voice: "Lu Yi, the two above are powerful, Don't get angry, or you will definitely be dealt with badly."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Ze had greased the soles of his feet and ran out of the champion building at a high speed.

Lu Yi: "!"

Lu Yi almost couldn't help greeting the eighteenth generation of Lu Ze's ancestors, but he still held back, after all, he still remembered that the eighteenth generation of Lu Ze's fat man was exactly the same as him.

"Master." Lu Jia saw that his master's complexion changed a little bit, and he was a little worried that his master would not be able to hold back his outburst, so he whispered, "It's not suitable for the Zhuangyuan Building, you..."

"Slap!" A loud slap interrupted Lu Jia's exhortation.

Lu Yi glared at Lu Jia viciously, then looked at the private room on the second floor, then clasped his fists in a polite and thoughtful manner, said "booty", then turned and left, with the air of a child of an aristocratic family.

If you can ignore his limping when he left, you can also praise the gentleman's good demeanor.

Room on the second floor.

The open window was closed, and the two old men sitting opposite each other continued to drink and eat peanuts one by one, but this time, the two who had been silent for a long time opened up the conversation.

One of the old men, wearing a melon cap and a yellow jacket, was Chi Lao.

Old Chi drank the white wine in the small cup in one gulp, and snorted, "The brats of the Lu family have a bad temper. This kind of face-saving... Heh, it's really in the same line."

The old man with a beard on the opposite side sneered and said: "Birds, how many people don't care about feathers? You think that they are just like you, rustic and rustic, and they don't like mud and mud, and don't feel disgusted!"

Chi Lao was a little unhappy to be ridiculed, but after thinking about it, he felt that this was not a problem. After all, the beast spirit instinct, who can be better than whom?

"That little fat man just now must be a variant of the Lu family." Chi Lao said.

The bearded old man nodded, "It's quite surprising that the Lu family's blood has a water attribute. But—"

"Old Chi, did you see the best-looking kid just now? I look a bit like the one surnamed Lu."

Chi Lao was taken aback for a moment, and then thought about it carefully, the more he thought about it, the more he resembled it. It just so happened that I heard that Feng Zhao's beast spirit was a chicken... A chicken is also a kind of bird, so——

With a flash of light in Chi Lao's eyes, an idea popped up in his mind.

Lu Yi suppressed his anger and went back to the small villa of Lu's family, walked in the door, and then slapped Lu Jia and Lu Ding, both of them lost a tooth.

"Fool! Get out!"

Lu Jia and Lu Ding were aggrieved and afraid, but they didn't dare to explain themselves. They could only look at the butler who came out uneasily.

The butler looked five or sixty years old in appearance, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes on his face. Seeing the furious Lu Yi at this time, the smiling smile on his face remained unchanged. He gave Lu Jia and Lu Ding a look, which was useless in the two After the kid left obediently, he looked at Lu Yi with a smile, and asked, "Master, who made you angry? Tell Uncle Zhong, Uncle Zhong will vent your anger on you?"

Lu Yi was so coaxed by Uncle Zhong's tone of coaxing the children that he couldn't get angry, but said angrily: "Actually, it's nothing, I just saw that trash Lu Ze."

Uncle Zhong frowned when he heard the name "Lu Ze", and reminded: "Young master, the second young master is an abandoned son, why did you meet him again?"

Lu Yi gritted his teeth: "How could I match up with him? That fat man would feel pain in his eyes if he looked at it a few more times, if it wasn't for Lu Jia and Lu Ding..."

Lu Yi didn't say the following words, firstly, it was unnecessary to say too clearly, and secondly, he was somewhat guilty.

Uncle Zhong took care of Lu Yi since he was a child. It can be said that Uncle Zhong is more aware of the twists and turns in Lu Yi's heart than Lu Xiangnan's father.

Uncle Zhong sighed, patted the irritable Lu Yi soothingly, and said, "It's okay for the young master to dislike the second young master, the Wuzhou competition is coming soon."

this?

this!

Lu Yi's eyes lit up, and the resentment on his face instantly turned into joy. Almost instantly, he began to think about how to deal with Lu Ze during the game. Of course, he did not intend to let Zhang Yan and Feng Zhao go.

By the way, there is also the Song family...

Wait, Song Zhiran...

Complexity flashed across Lu Yi's eyes, and his face was a little red. He drank some water, pretended to moisten his throat, and then said, "Uncle Zhong, the Song family...what do you say over there?"

As soon as Uncle Zhong heard this, he knew that his initial plan was going to fail, but fortunately, he also knew Lu Yi's temperament best, so he didn't intend to continue to hide it, so he said directly: "Mr. He is one of the elders, but he still doesn't have enough right to speak. Young master, although young master Song Zhiran is good, but he is the heir of the Shui family and the Song family, and he is the sure successor of Xuanwu's lineage, so this matter cannot be done."

"Of course I know that he is the heir. I just took a fancy to his status as the heir of the Xuanwu lineage. Otherwise, why should I marry him? Uncle Zhong, do you really think I will fall in love with a man?"

When Lu Yi said that this was just a meal, he realized the meaning of Uncle Zhong's initial sentence, frowned and said, "Mr. Song is Song Zhiran's real grandfather. Could it be that he still can't hold Song Zhiran?"

"So what about my grandpa? Didn't the young master forget that Song Lang is Song Zhiran's biological father." Uncle Zhong nodded with a smile.

As soon as Lu Yi heard the name "Song Lang", he thought of a woman, and then thought of some past events, the unhappiness on his face turned into deep thought, and the deep thought quickly turned into heaviness, just when he was about to say something , suddenly the optical brain trembled, and a special text message entered.

Because Lu Yi has already started to take over some secret channels of the family, some special text messages will naturally be sent to his optical brain.

However, Lu Yi never expected that this text message revealed a shocking secret——

Feng Zhao is Lu Xiangnan's illegitimate son.

***

"Ah Choo, Ah Choo! Ah Choo—"

After three consecutive sneezes of different lengths, Feng Zhao had to wonder if he had been scolded by some bastard. After turning around the few people present with glazed eyes to no avail, he could only focus on today. Lu Yi, the only one who had a grudge against him.

Although he really wanted to fight out of strategic needs at the time...but being scolded and scolded by this person is a bit too much.

Feng Zhao was complaining in his heart, then suddenly looked at Huang Mao, and asked, "What's the meaning of that message you sent me yesterday?"

After eating, the yellow-haired man let out an "ah" and was a bit unresponsive.

Feng Zhao tapped the optical brain on his wrist.

Huang Mao said "Oh" and was about to explain, but he saw Lao Li and Ji old man walking in one after the other.

Lao Li got straight to the point: "The schedule of the five-state competition has been set."

Old man Ji waited and saw that Lao Li didn't mean to elaborate, so he had to add: "It is still divided into team competition and individual competition, and it is also a points system, but this time it is an elimination system."

Ye Zhiqiu's face changed drastically when he heard the words: "The elimination system? Isn't it the reincarnation system? Then, can we use the loser's group?"

Old man Ji shook his head.

Ander was a little thankful that he was not going to compete this time. He looked at the few people who were going to participate in the competition sympathetically, and explained kindly: "The elimination system means that as long as you lose, you lose. That is to say, The first game is crucial! However, the five-state competition, the five states, should have a bye."

When Feng Zhao heard the word "bye", his eyes lit up: "So as long as we draw the bye, isn't it destined to be in the top three?"

Huang Mao was also a little excited: "Haha, this is pretty good, then Brother Zhao must go to draw lots. Brother Zhao is very lucky, and he will be able to take care of it bye!"

Lu Ze nodded, and even Zhang Yan frowned, feeling that what Huang Mao said made sense.

Seeing the performance of these four people, Ye Zhiqiu and Ander couldn't help but look at each other, wanting to complain about the key is the bye?Is it a bye?Is it a bye?

It's really a bye!

The question is, is it that easy to get a bye?

The author has something to say: I was a few minutes late, and ran away with the lid on the pot JPG