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

That's right, the reason why this congressman wants to bring everyone together in the midst of his busy schedule is to talk about this matter.

However, after the congressman finished speaking, he left immediately.

Unlike Grandma Liu who immediately responded to the councilor's words and rushed to Xiyin Prefecture by Feipeng, the other four continents hesitated at the first moment, and brought their respective teams back to the rest place in the name of consideration.

A resting place in Beirong Prefecture.

Mr. Chi was unlucky. According to the schedule set by Ms. Mo, tomorrow is his "duty day". Born, the spiritual sense vaguely sensed some kind of danger.

And this danger...

Chi Lao's expression suddenly became extremely ugly. Ever since he became a great power, he has always been the only one who schemed against others. How could he ever think that he would be schemed against?

"Uncle," Chi Jingbei comforted his team members, bowed respectfully to Old Chi, and said, "Jingbei has something to ask, please nod."

When Chi Lao heard this, his face was so dark that ink dripped out, "No, Jingbei, you must go back with me!"

This "going back" naturally refers to returning to Beirong Prefecture.

If it was the previous Xiyin State, Chi Lao might not have prevented Chi Jingbei from going to the trial. Although the danger was relatively high, but since the sharp edge of the sword came from sharpening, great danger meant great benefits. Willing to take a gamble.

However, now that Xiyin Prefecture has completely become the world of the demon tide, wouldn't it be courting death if Chi Jing went north?

"Jingbei, don't mess around!"

After saying that, Chi Lao flicked his sleeves and left, without any chance to talk to Chi Jingbei again.

After Chi Lao left, the team members who had been poking around outside ran over one after another, asking about the result.

Chi Jingbei shook his head and said: "Every one of you is the pride of Beirong Prefecture and the pillar of Beirong Prefecture in the future. Moreover, Beirong Prefecture is relatively close to Xiyin Prefecture. At this time, Beirong Prefecture also needs your strength very much. That's why Chi Lao disagrees with you guys following me."

Speaking of this, Chi Jingbei opened his eyes calmly and said nonsense, "But my situation is different from yours, I need more experience, and you should know that a long time ago, my uncle...cough, my family wanted I went to practice near the abyss, so I'm afraid I won't be able to be with you on the next return trip."

As soon as the team members heard this, they immediately showed expressions of envy and worry. No one suspected that Chi Jingbei was telling a lie, and they were even fooled by Chi Jingbei. Because of the secrecy of the demon species, they unanimously set up a cover for Chi Jingbei.

Therefore, after Chi Lao went to seek Ms. Mo's bad luck to no avail, and could only transfer back with other familiar powers in the form of a heart demon oath, he has never been able to find that Chi Jingbei has disappeared.

It wasn't until they took Feipeng to return to Beirong Prefecture that Chi Jingbei's self-assertion was finally exposed.

At this time, Chi Jingbei had already left with a group of teams arranged by the Central Plains Huangzhou.

The Central Plains Huangzhou team was the second team to leave after Xiyinzhou. The difference was that the Xiyinzhou team returned home like an arrow, while the Huangzhou team left in the tears of relatives and friends.

Feng Xiuxiu also came to see off her cousin.

After Feng Gang and his family said goodbye one by one, it was rare for him to take the initiative to walk in front of Feng Xiuxiu, his cousin, and said: "The situation of the whole United Nations is unclear now, you'd better stay in Huangzhou, you know?"

Feng Xiuxiu nodded obediently, thought for a while, took out a small badge from the storage pendant and handed it over, saying: "Cousin, this is the access certificate for the underground world of Xiyin Prefecture, I don't know if it is useful, you take it let's go."

"Xiyinzhou Underground World? Why do you have this thing, you..." Fenggang thought of something, his expression changed, he glanced at the team in Nanfengzhou not far away, and said in a low voice, "You didn't Should I contact Nanfengzhou? Let me tell you, since my aunt has divorced and returned home, you have nothing to do with Nanfengzhou, and you are not allowed to have anything to do with it!"

Feng Xiuxiu didn't know why Fenggang thought of Nanfengzhou at all, she hurriedly shook her head, wanting to explain, but at this time there was not enough time, and in the end she had to listen to Fenggang gritted her teeth and said a few words about how the Lu family is not a man Afterwards, he watched the team leave the Central Plains Huangzhou.

Not long after the Central Plains Huangzhou team left, the Nanfengzhou team also set off.

Lu Yi, who had recovered from his internal injuries, sat on the Feipeng and looked at Zhong Lao who was still waving kindly to him. The emotions in Danfeng's eyes were complicated. In the end, anger, pain and hatred still prevailed.

Lu Jia and Lu Ding stayed by Lu Yi's side, not daring to speak at all.

Fortunately, as he got farther and farther away from the unlucky place of Huangzhou in the Central Plains, the low air pressure surrounding Lu Yi's body finally gradually became clear.

Lu Jia seized an opportunity and said cautiously: "Master, what you asked me to do has already been done."

Seeing that Lu Yi heard Lu Jia's words, Lu Ding finally showed a smile, and immediately said: "The little one also tried to find a way to pass the news to that uncle of the Song family. I heard that he has always disliked Feng Zhao, and now there is another If you make an excuse, you will definitely attack directly!"

Hearing this, Lu Yi finally felt completely relieved, holding a breath of anger in his chest, but, "Does Uncle Zhong know the little tricks you do?"

As soon as Lu Jia and Lu Ding heard this, the flattering faces of the two of them instantly turned into a little hesitation. Obviously, they didn't know whether they had been noticed by the powerful housekeeper.

Lu Yi's face darkened again.

Speaking of the other three states, due to various reasons, whether to go to Xiyin State or not is the fastest to make a decision, while Dongling State, because of the inherent geographical advantage mentioned above, has become the next Decide on the slowest.

At that time, Lao Li and Old Man Ji returned to the rest place in silence. After a long silence in the conference hall of the rest place, Lao Li finally said, "Xiyin Prefecture is in trouble. As a spiritual master, you must not stay out of it."

Speaking of this, Lao Li glanced over the five team members one by one, and finally hesitated for a few seconds on Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran before saying, "At seven o'clock tonight, if anyone is going to Xiyin Prefecture, they can go with me ; for the others, Teacher Ji will lead the team to guard Dongling Prefecture."

After saying that, Lao Li and Ji got up and left, obviously wanting to leave time and space for those present.

The people present at this time were not only Feng Zhao and the five who wanted to compete, but also Ye Zhiqiu Andel and others who did not compete.

Ye Zhiqiu, Ander, and Xiaomei all expressed that they would follow Teacher Ji back to Dongling Prefecture due to their own reasons.

As for the brothers and sisters of the Xu family, Xu Yingjun was the first person who firmly stated that they would go to Xiyin State, but Xu Tian'er had no time to say anything, so let Xu Yingjun forcefully arrange to return to Dongling State.

Lu Ze touched his big belly, hesitating.

After Zhang Yan said that he would obey the councilor's order, he received a communication and had no choice but to change his words and say that he would go back to Dongling Prefecture.

And yellow hair?

Huang Mao kept looking at Feng Zhao with round eyes, looking at Feng Zhao, still looking at Feng Zhao...

Unfortunately, Feng Zhao was still hesitating, he thought and thought, and finally looked at Song Zhiran.

Song Zhiran kept frowning and looking at the light brain, as if he was communicating with someone, with a heavy and struggling expression in his indifferent expression.

at last.

Song Zhiran raised his head, looked at Feng Zhao with extremely dark eyes, and asked, "Come with me for the next hour."

Feng Zhao blinked, vaguely understood something, his face was a little hot, and his mouth really wanted to express his dissatisfaction, but when his glazed eyes turned to others, they closed silently again, He decided to give Song Zhiran some face in front of outsiders, and of course, he also gave himself some face.

So, Feng Zhao nodded slowly, and replied calmly, "Yes".

So, poor Huang Mao, who is Feng Zhao's number one younger brother, was left behind before he had time to know Feng Zhao's decision.

Huangmao: QAQ!

***

Taking a bath and burning incense, this kind of thing sounds elegant, but it is not so wonderful to do it.

At least Feng Zhao felt that it was really unbearable to smell the fragrance too much. The key was that he thought he wanted to smoke it for a while, but in the end he was forced to smoke it for half an hour.

Half an hour later, there were only 15 minutes left before Song Zhiran set an hour.

Feng Zhao, who was wearing a moon-white robe of the same style, walked into the ancestral hall under the guidance of others.

In the ancestral hall at this time, there was a row of tablets as far as the eye could see, and under the tablets, Song Zhiran was kneeling with his back straight.

Feng Zhao glanced at the yellow futon next to Song Zhiran, then stepped forward knowingly.

But at this time, Song Zhiran suddenly said: "You step back."

The little black-robed priest who was in charge of leading Feng Zhao hesitated, but after Song Zhiran looked up, he answered quietly and quietly left the ancestral hall.

It's just that before quitting, Feng Zhao always felt that the other party looked at him a few times, and those glances were full of suspicion, disgust and displeasure, as if he was looking at something... dirty?

Feng Zhao narrowed his eyes, a little upset, but since he was in front of a large group of Song Zhiran's ancestors, he held back, and even decided to continue to give Song Zhiran face by kneeling down on these tablets for the next 10 minutes.

however.

Before he knelt down, Song Zhiran suddenly stood up and said, "Come with me."

Feng Zhao was puzzled, but still followed Song Zhiran around the tablet, walked to the back, and then walked through a door into a cemetery.

Feng Zhao: "..."

Feng Zhao glanced at Song Zhiran, who was about to take him to the destination, held back, and couldn't help asking: "What are you going to take me for? Does this priest have any other extraordinary steps besides kneeling?" For example, Grave digging or something?

Of course, Feng Zhao was just complaining about the last sentence in his heart.

Song Zhiran glanced at Feng Zhao with extremely dark eyes, and didn't explain, but just motioned Feng Zhao to follow.

Feng Zhao had no choice but to keep up.

So, after another 5-6 minutes, Feng Zhao saw a small door.

This door is really small. If it wasn't for the small iron gate, he might suspect that it was a dog hole. Of course, the round door has a diameter of about 1.2 meters. If it is a dog hole, it must be a big one. dog.

Song Zhiran took out something from the storage bracelet, swept it somewhere on the iron door, and then heard a "click", and the door opened.

"You go." Song Zhiran said.

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao, who was observing the magical big "dog hole", turned his head and glared at Song Zhiran.

Song Zhiran pursed his lips: "I've already had someone prepare for the drive, and you should be able to control it within 5 minutes when you go back."

The subtext of these words is that since the appointment was made for an hour at the beginning, there is absolutely no delay for one minute.

Feng Zhao: "..."

Feng Zhao felt his teeth itching a bit, his glazed eyes stared deeply at Song Zhiran who was about to send him away solemnly, took a deep breath, and asked, "What about you?"

"Stay here." Song Zhiran replied.

"...Alone?" Feng Zhao asked again.

Song Zhiran nodded.

Feng Zhao, Feng Zhao felt that he should say something more, or at least express his dissatisfaction and anger, after all, whoever was so, so... so Feng Zhao couldn't figure it out for a while, anyway, all in all, he was just upset .

Very upset!

But what to say?

The man Song Zhiran looked indifferent and unfeeling, cold and aloof, he really looked like an untouched immortal, but what about himself?

Jumping beam clown!

These four words suddenly popped up in Feng Zhao's mind. This kind of cognition made him feel bad all over, and a very strong grievance burst into his heart instantly.

"Feng Zhao," Song Zhiran said, reminding with a frown, "You should go."

"...Okay." In the end, Feng Zhao spit out such a word through his teeth, turned and left, because he walked too eagerly and angrily, and his back was too tense, and he was hit on the forehead, but not only did he not stop there Stopped, but immediately bent down and bowed his head, and walked out at a faster speed.

just.

Just after going out, Feng Zhao, who was hiding his mood with a blank face, saw a person who seemed to have been waiting outside because of the expansion of his vision.

This person was wearing a blue robe, and his face was only in his thirties or forties, but his long hair showed an old-fashioned grey.

Yes, unlike Song Zhiran's pure silvery white, this man's hair is in a form that has obviously been damaged by years or worldly events.

But what really made Feng Zhao look at him more was that this person's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Song Zhiran's.

Feng Zhao looked at Song Lang again, Song Lang was looking at Feng Zhao, and the more he looked at him at this time, the more dissatisfied and unhappy he was.

at last.

Song Lang said: "You are Feng Zhao?"

The tone of questioning revealed determination.

Feng Zhao didn't deny it, and even Song Zhiran, who realized something was wrong, came out. Although he frowned, he didn't give an explanation.

Song Lang said dissatisfiedly: "Since Shihe Zhiran is your future partner, and since you are about to become a part of my Song family, you..."

"Father!" Song Zhiran interrupted impatiently, "You don't need to intervene in the matter between me and Feng Zhao."

Speaking of this, Song Zhiran paused again, and when Song Lang wanted to say something more, he slowly added, "Besides, it's not your turn to intervene in our affairs."

This sentence is already a rare euphemism, and the euphemism made Feng Zhao vaguely hear Song Zhiran's obvious protection of himself, which made him feel a lot better when he was so upset that he was about to explode.

however.

Song Lang could hear the strength and rejection in Song Zhiran's words.

Song Lang's eyes hurt, and his figure seemed to hunker down in an instant. He looked at Song Zhiran, then at Feng Zhao, and finally, at Song Zhiran, "I...I just care about you."

"No need." Song Zhiran said.

The sadness in Song Lang's expression could no longer be concealed: "...Zhiran, Xiaoran, we...we are..."

"Enough." Song Zhiran showed impatience on his face. With a low snort, he stopped Song Lang who wanted to play the emotional card, looked at Feng Zhao, and urged again, "Go back first."

After saying this, Song Zhiran pursed his lips, and for some reason, couldn't help but suddenly added, "I will rush to Xiyin Prefecture as soon as possible to meet you..."

Feng Zhao, who thought he was about to watch a family fight between father and son, didn't expect it to end so soon. Of course, what he didn't expect was that after Song Zhiran urged him to leave, he suddenly made another promise.

And because of this promise, Feng Zhao, who was already in a much better mood, became completely happy. His glazed eyes met Song Zhiran's gaze, then glanced at Song Lang who was covering his heart, and suddenly I really want to skin it.

Therefore, Feng Zhao, who originally wanted to give Song Zhiran a hug, raised his chin and said angrily, "Song Zhiran, you are too much! You were the one who begged me to come over before, but now I am here, so forget it if you don't treat me well. You still drive me away? Let me tell you, if it wasn't for the wealth and power of your Song family, you think I care about you? It's like I owe you tens of millions because of your ugly appearance. Bah! Confluence in Yinzhou? No need, I don’t think we need to meet again in the future!”

After saying this, Feng Zhao let out another "bah", and then left angrily, extremely heartless and arrogant.

Song Lang was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. However, when he suppressed his anger and looked at Song Zhiran, he found that the son who should be most angry just frowned and said nothing.

Song Lang: "!"

Song Lang said: "Song Zhiran, you, you, you have rejected the family arrangement for so many years, and you just fell in love with something like this? You let me down so much!"

Song Zhiran looked at Song Lang strangely with his extremely dark eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but held back.

However, Song Zhiran held back, but Song Lang couldn't bear it anymore, "No! I won't agree to your marriage, absolutely not! You... Even if you die like this, I will definitely not allow you to have sex with someone surnamed Lu. Get mixed up!"

After the words fell, Song Lang was about to leave with a flick of his sleeves, apparently preparing to put into action the cruel words he had just put down.

However, he had only taken two steps when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and it was Song Zhiran who stopped him, "Nie Zhan, are you going to kill my father because of a man?"

The softness in the depths of Song Zhiran's eyes trembled suddenly, he pursed his lips slightly, and the momentum around him suddenly changed.

Song Lang staggered, but he was not only taken by Song Zhiran's aura, but also because of his guilty conscience, because he just... spoke without choosing words.

however.

The water that is poured out by the words spoken is hard to recover.

As for an apology?

Song Lang couldn't say anything no matter what, so he could only stand stiffly, letting Song Zhiran's aura cover him, as if this would make him feel better.

It's a pity that Song Zhiran's sudden change in momentum only took tens of seconds, and the surging emotions in his heart were quickly suppressed in these tens of seconds. After all, he's used to it, isn't he?

Moreover, what is more important now is Feng Zhao.Feng Zhao didn't know what he did before he left, and he directly made the bad father-son relationship worse. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care. Anyway, based on his observation and understanding, Song Zhiran is a typical example in his heart. With a stepmother, there is a poor little stepdad.

The little pitiful is already very pitiful. After finally growing up to be awesome, he must turn his back on his stepfather. Otherwise, wouldn't all the losses he suffered before be in vain?

Of course, as for the fact that Song Lang has not formally married Feng Xue so far, and even regrets the fact that he hurt Song Zhiran because of his "deep love and long life", Feng Zhao has no idea at all.

Feng Zhao walked a long way down the mountain, because he was in a good mood, and he showed off to Huang Mao while walking, and then because he was in a good mood, although he walked a long way, he unexpectedly None of them feel boring.

Naturally, Feng Zhao naturally had no doubts. Why did the promised car disappear?

Huang Mao in the light screen heard Feng Zhao's embarrassment, rolled his eyes and said maliciously: "Brother Zhao, I think you may be really affectionate, after all, if Brother Song is really interested in you, why don't you let me go?" You stay? Isn’t it good to stay together to sacrifice? This is to pay respects to the ancestors. In the ancient earth period, it would be a big event! By the way, I heard from He Jing that the Song family has other deep meanings to worship the ancestors before marriage. ,Seems to be……"

"That's right! It seems to be a form of soul contract!"

Hearing the words "soul contract", Feng Zhao suddenly felt like he had lost [-] million yuan. After all, such a high-end thing must not be easy to achieve, and he just missed it so abruptly!

but.

There are two sides to the matter, the soul contract might be the same as the oath of the Taoist partner in the novel of comprehension, or the kind that cannot be lifted after saying it...

Well, this kind of forced binding for hundreds of years is actually not very good, in case of the seven-year itch, or...

Um, wait...

contract?

Feng Zhao felt as if he had forgotten something again, but before he remembered what he had forgotten, he heard the sound of "flapping" wings, and when he looked up, he saw an owl swooping down.

Feng Zhao: "..."

Feng Zhao glanced at the light screen that had been cut off at some point, then looked at Huang Mao who was already standing in front of him, and said speechlessly, "Why did you fly over here?"

"Come to pick you up! I see Brother Zhao, you are walking down in such a pitiful way, how long will it take, I just want to come and pick you up." Huang Mao couldn't help but act obediently as he said, "Brother Zhao, you Is my yellow-haired little brother reliable? As soon as I see you..."

"Be careful!" Feng Zhao's prepared exaggerated and moved expression did not have time to emerge, so his pupils shrank, and he stretched out his hand and pushed the yellow hair to the side, helping the other party avoid an iron arrow, but he had to do it. He turned into a beast at the fastest speed, trying to use his own beast form to resist the arrow.

The author has something to say: It's ending~~ Let's try to end it at the end of the month~~~ Chirp Mi Chir Mi, love all the cuties~