Xiao Zhenyun felt that Si Di had taken him for a long distance. The posture changed from carrying a sack at the beginning to holding it horizontally, and then changed to the most relaxed carrying. The sentinel's physical strength was really amazing. Tianlu couldn't run anymore and took the initiative to enter the spiritual realm, but Si Di was still energetic and jumped up and down with a tall man on his back.
To be honest, Xiao Zhenyun had a lot of dirty words to say, but with a rough cloth in his mouth, he could only hold it in, and he was about to explode. I don't know if Si Di noticed the anger that was about to burst out of him, and the hand that supported his thigh patted it soothingly, "It's almost there..."
Taking into consideration that Xiao Zhenyun had no feeling in his lower limbs, he patted the place higher up, which happened to touch something furry, which rubbed against Si Di's fingertips softly. With an idea, he reached out and grabbed the palm-sized, upturned deer tail and rubbed it hard.
"!" Xiao Zhenyun's eyes widened suddenly, and he struggled unbearably: "Um... Um... Um!"
He swore he cursed so badly that no one could understand him.
"Don't move, you're going to fall." Si Di was obviously trying to be naughty. He held the leaf-shaped fluffy tail again, rubbed it with his five fingers, and then reluctantly let go and held Xiao Zhenyun's legs again.
"Hmm!"
Feeling Xiao Zhenyun's impotent rage, Si Di held back his laughter, his wolf ears moving non-stop, pretending to be tough and self-righteous: "What's wrong with touching it? You've pulled my tail so many times, why can't you let me touch yours?"
Before he finished speaking, he vaguely sensed a mental whip breaking through the fog and hitting him crazily outside his mental barrier. But if Xiao Jingfeng's mental power was like a heavy hammer wrapped in thunder, which could make any level of sentry dazed and unconscious, then Xiao Zhenyun's mental power was like the balloon mace sold at the entrance of the supermarket, which not only did not hurt when hit, but also had the miraculous effect of loosening muscles and activating bones.
But in order to take care of the guide's self-esteem, Si Di still made a pretentious sound, "Ah, it hurts, it hurts..."
There are no techniques, only emotions.
Xiao Zhenyun could of course hear the perfunctory tone in his voice. After a few seconds of silence, he angrily said, "%*(*%￥##￥Gf)!!"
Mental combing? Screw mental combing, I'll go back and practice mental attack!
After an unknown amount of time, he felt Si Di's pace slow down. Because he couldn't see anything, Xiao Zhenyun's hearing and sense of smell became much more sensitive. He heard the sound of shoes stepping on the soil and grass leaves, and smelled a smell that he couldn't describe, like the smell of juice flowing out of broken flowers and plants, fresh and refreshing.
Si Di slowly put him down. This feeling of being completely unable to control one's own behavior was not pleasant at all, but Xiao Zhenyun did not want to show his fear, so he frowned slightly and silently grasped Si Di's clothes until he was sure that he had landed on a smooth flat ground and sat firmly, then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and slowly released his strength.
A chuckle came from his ear, as if he had noticed all his insecure little movements.
Xiao Zhenyun was too lazy to curse anymore. He just sat there coldly, exuding a low mood.
Si Di knew that if he continued to push his luck, he would be in trouble sooner or later. He immediately rubbed Xiao Zhenyun's cheek through the alloy mask and kissed it lightly, as if it was a comforting kiss. He softened his voice: "Are you thirsty? I'll get you something to drink."