"Tsk tsk."
Shao Zifeng circled around Jack the Scrooge.
It is still the same as the original TB ghost, with strands of black smoke exuding all over his body, but his pale face and hands are covered with blood-colored runes.
Snapped!
Shao Zifeng slapped it on the head.
'Scrooge' Jack didn't realize it, kneeling on the spot like a statue.
Shao Zifeng turned to the front and looked at it condescendingly: "Raise your head?"
A look of embarrassment flashed in Jack 'Scrooge' Jack's eyes, which were obscured by the shadow of the brim, but soon disappeared.
It raised its head stiffly, and the pale face that was always shrouded under the brim of the hat was exposed in front of Shao Zifeng.
A very ordinary Western face, with thin cheeks tightly pressed against the cheekbones, with the faint green flames in the eyes, and the twisted blood-colored runes, it will cause physical discomfort after looking at it for a long time.
Shao Zifeng waved his hand and motioned it to lower its head: "Don't want to kill me?"
'Scrooge' Jack lowered his head and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "Master. This subordinate dare not."
Shao Zifeng pouted.
I believe you a ghost, that intense hatred is almost overflowing, okay
If it weren't for the constraints of the runes, Shao Zifeng had no doubt that it would jump up and fight with him.
He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the top of 'Misery' Jack, an invisible wave erupted, and his spiritual power rushed towards the Lord of the Seal Ring frantically.
"seal up!"
'Scrooge' Jack's body shuddered violently, and the runes covering it came alive.
"what!!!"
It raised its head suddenly, its face twisted and let out a painful howl, and then the whole body burst, bound by the blood-colored rune and rolled back to the Lord of Seals.
Shao Zifeng looked at the two rings on his fingers and let out a long sigh of relief.
This wave is fine.
…
After returning from the underground training ground to the ground, before Shao Zifeng could stand firm, the phone in his pocket vibrated wildly.
Shao Zifeng hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and his face turned green when he saw the caller ID on it.
[You have 54 missed calls, caller: Qiqi. ]
[You have 6 missed calls, caller: Mom. ]
[You have 2 missed calls, caller: Chen Yixin. ]
[you have]
Shao Zifeng's eyes were empty: "I'm dead, my mother knows that I won't go home if I come back."
Thinking of this, he shivered suddenly, no longer caring about the seal of the Lord of the Rings, and ran upstairs.
Shao Zifeng called Xiao Chen while running.
Xiao Chen on the other end of the phone was a little surprised: "Your Excellency Duke, may I ask?"
Shao Zifeng took off his coat, picked up the toiletries and walked to the bathroom: "Please help me prepare some gifts, the sooner the better."
Xiao Chen said solemnly: "Your Excellency, I will send someone to do it now. Do you need anything else?"
Shao Zifeng looked down at the clothes on his body. In the past few years, he had traveled abroad, and his clothes were basically not decent. The clothes Chen Yixin sent to buy yesterday were also soiled in the battle just now.
Thinking of this, he thought about it and said, "Give me another suit, it's better to be more formal."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
After hanging up the phone, Shao Zifeng looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly felt a little strange.
In recent years, he has not paid much attention to his own image. Compared with the past few years, the outline of his face is more mature. His black sword eyebrows are slightly raised, and his eyes are bright and deep, completely receding from the greenness of the past.
Um.
more manly.
Reaching out and touching the beard on his chin, Shao Zifeng didn't delay any longer, picked up the facial cleanser and started to wash.
Half an hour later, Shao Zifeng in a blue-striped suit appeared at the door of Shanshui Xiaoyuan 031. Whether it was because he was nervous or not used to wearing a suit, he pulled at the neckline with his hands from time to time.
"Hey~"
Feeling Shao Zifeng's nervousness, Qiuqiu lay on his shoulders to comfort him in a low voice.
Qiuqiu's small eyes looked up and down, the little guy was very satisfied with Shao Zifeng's outfit, especially the hair, which was tied by Mr. Qiuqiu himself.
"Oh~"
The spirit of resentment with a bow tie also ran out, surrounded Shao Zifeng and shouted a few times, and the hair tied by the butterfly was curled into a small fist, as if to cheer him up.
Seeing its pale face, Shao Zifeng reached out and pressed it back into the shadow, so angry that the little guy opened his mouth and bit him.
However, with the interruption, Shao Zifeng's mood relaxed a lot.
When he reached out his hand to knock on the door, the door suddenly opened, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him.
Neither mother and son spoke, just looked at each other quietly.
Shao Zifeng's eyes were a little hot. Compared with a few years ago, Shao's mother had more white hair on her head, and her stature seemed to be much shorter than he remembered. The original strong woman lost her former edge, like a ordinary woman.
Maybe she has always been ordinary, but in Shao Zifeng's heart, she used to be so tall and strong.
"mom."
"Hey."
Shao Yuying came back to her senses and wanted to reach out to touch her son's face, but since she was a strict mother, she couldn't do such an intimate gesture.
Therefore, he could only hold the apron for a while, and then loosen it again, looking a bit clumsy and helpless.
"You kid, don't tell your mother when you come back, you don't have your favorite dishes."
She habitually said complaining words, but before she could finish her voice, Shao Zifeng reached out and hugged her: "I like to eat all the meals my mother makes."
Shao Yuying patted him on the back: "Just come back, just come back."
The ball lying on Shao Zifeng's shoulder looked at Shao Yuying carefully, his little head spinning quickly, thinking about how to please her.
In the yard, Hu Shiwu and Xiang Nan watched this scene, and no one disturbed them.
Qiqi and Yueyue wanted to step forward, but they restrained their excitement.
After hugging for a while, Mother Shao pushed Shao Zifeng away, and she wiped the corner of her eyes with her sleeve: "Come in, your classmates are waiting."
"Who?" Shao Zifeng looked up, "Xiangnan, Hu Shiwu, why are you here?"
A smile appeared on Xiang Nan's cold face: "Captain."
Seeing this, Hu Shiwu quickly jumped out: "Captain, who am I!"
Hearing his voice, Shao Zifeng turned to look.
In the sight is a young man with ordinary appearance, ordinary temperament, and even ordinary clothes. The ordinary height is slightly shorter than Xiang Nan, and the ordinary mouth has a cynical smile.
Looking at that smile, Shao Zifeng was suddenly in a trance, the floodgate of memory opened, and countless memories about him emerged instantly.
From the beginning, Sucheng University greeted me every day, and then when I played the regional competition, I frantically created a sense of presence in the group.
Along with these memories, the countless faces in the memory merged with the face in front of him.
Shao Zifeng couldn't help but blurt out: "Hu Shiwu?"
The smile on Hu Shiwu's face froze, and he looked at Shao Zifeng in disbelief.
Glancing at him in the south: "I won."
Hu Shiwu opened his mouth and murmured, "It's fake, I've clearly used my abilities. Could it be that my abilities have failed."
Then he turned his head to look at the thin boy: "Who am I?"
The melon-eating boy looked at him with a bewildered expression: "You are."
Seeing his reaction, Hu Shiwu was relieved, it seems that his ability has not failed.
I can only say that my captain is really not an ordinary person.
(End of this chapter)