Zhan Zhan was completely immersed in the wonderful taste of regaining the sword energy, unaware of what happened in front of him.
Soul lowered his head to look at the sword energy swimming in Zhan Zhan's body. He was slightly surprised by the abundance of sword energy in his first practice, and he became more determined to devour him. When the sword energy reached the chest, which was obviously more conspicuous than other parts of the body, the hidden malice finally burst out of the chest. He stretched out his hands, pressed them on Zhan Zhan's shoulders, opened his mouth wide, and bit down on his head.
Zhan Zhan's head felt cold. He was terrified when his shoulder was eaten, and he had no specific feeling, but at this moment, his body was extremely sensitive to the outside world, and the subtle coolness immediately released him from the state of concentrating on cultivation, and he opened his eyes involuntarily.
The bloody mouth is close at hand, and the thick and long tongue is licking on the forehead...
The soul body does not have a stomach and acid water, but he clearly felt a burst of acid water churning in his stomach. He wanted to get up, but his body couldn't move at all.
The soul smiled and said, "I know the exercises I taught you best. Unless you practice for a week, your whole body will be paralyzed and you can only be slaughtered."
Zhan Zhan glared at him bitterly, closed his eyes and practiced.
The soul smiled secretly. What he said was half true and half false. It is true that the whole body will be paralyzed and unable to move during the cultivation process, but if the practitioner goes all out and forcibly expels the sword energy from the body, he can still move, but the sword energy needs to be re-cultivated. But how could he remind him of such a thing.
He looked at the gnawed scalp, his eyes sparkling. At that time, that person was grabbing himself and gnawing his scalp fiercely, so that now...he was about to gnaw with his mouth open, when a blur appeared in front of his eyes, and the figure sitting firmly on the ground disappeared.
He froze on the spot, looking around cautiously, afraid that he would suddenly pop out from somewhere again.
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His worries are superfluous for the time being.
At least Zhan Zhan has no plans to kill Zhao Hunling now. Looking at the bright and handsome room that suddenly appeared, Zhan Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, and resumed his cultivation.
Han Feixie finally found the market, got the spell to summon the soul, and called out Zhan Zhan. He was about to say a thousand words, but saw Zhan Zhan sitting cross-legged, with sword energy flowing in his body, clearly cultivating , I had no choice but to keep holding back my words and stay by his side.
The sun gradually sets until evening. During the period, Zhu Wan came to see him once, and when he heard that Zhan Zhan was safe, he left in peace. Yang Chengqi also came once, urging him to go out for dinner. He dismissed him under the pretext of practicing.
After nightfall, the surroundings are even quieter.
After practicing for a while, he couldn't help but open his eyes and look at Zhan Zhan. I have been the Lord of Baimeng Mountain for so long, and I am used to the loneliness of being in a high position. Even though I have Zhu Wan, Kong Yanzi, Jin Qian, Ouyang Lin, Kuai Long, and Yang Chengqi by my side... the place in my heart is always empty. until this person returns. You don't need him to make suggestions, you don't need him to charge forward, you don't need anything, just be by his side quietly, so that he can see when he opens his eyes and think when he closes his eyes every day, that's enough.
Even if, all they can touch is the line of sight.
Zhan Zhan opened his eyes, and saw Han Feixie staring at him intently, peacefully and beautifully, full of affection.
The eyes of the two were entangled silently for a while.
Han Feixie took the lead to look away, and asked softly, "Did anything happen?"
"Meet it!" Zhan Zhan complained, beating the bed.
Han Feixie's face was covered with a layer of black air from the moment Zhan Zhan was gnawed on his shoulder, and when he heard the scalp being gnawed, the black air expanded outward, and the whole room was filled with murderous aura. He took out the soul calling bell and seemed to be thinking about how to destroy it.
Zhan Zhan said: "Don't move, wait for me to kill back!"
Han Feixie frowned in disapproval.
Zhan Zhan said: "He couldn't beat me in the first place. After I have practiced my sword energy well, eating him will not be like eating vegetables."
Han Feixie had a strange expression: "You want to eat him?"
"If he insists on eating me, there must be some benefit." Zhan Zhan is very keen on benefits.
Han Feixie said: "Should I call him out?" Only by looking at him right under his nose can he be at ease.
"But I don't know his name." He gnawed and gnawed as soon as he came up... There was no chance to say "Hey, Xiongtai, your surname". Zhan Zhan said, "Don't worry, I can handle his old arms and legs."
Han Feixie saw that he was in high spirits, and didn't want to be discouraged. Anyway, the summoning bell was in his hands, and he had the final say on whether to let it in or not. Seeing that Zhan Zhan continued to practice cross-legged, he went out and asked Zhu Wan to bring over the things he bought at the conference.
Zhu Wan couldn't see Zhan Zhan, so she didn't dare to walk casually when entering the door, for fear of stepping on him, she asked Han Feixie, "Where is he?"
Han Feixie pointed at the bed.
Only then did Zhu Wan let go of her pace and walked to the bedside, glanced at it, and was about to laugh when her expression froze suddenly, and she stared blankly in Zhan Zhan's direction.
Han Feixie said, "What's wrong?"
Zhu Wan took a closer look, pointed to Zhan Zhan's chest and said, "Is this a chest?"
Han Feixie: "..." With the heart of a dream, what he saw was the complete Zhan Zhan, so naturally he didn't know what he was talking about. He took off the heart of Baimeng and put it on the table, then looked at the bed, and saw a very thin and transparent skirt faintly on the dimly lit bed.
Zhu Wan said, "Is the material of the clothes good?"
Han Feixie remembered that Zhan Zhan had gnawed on that soul's chest, and felt very uncomfortable, so he groaned twice.
Zhu Wanji was very good at observing words and expressions, seeing that he didn't want to say anything, and it was inconvenient to ask again, so he ordered someone to bring everything in one by one. This is the inn they found in the small town where the market is located. The entire yard is reserved, but it is also secluded.
Seeing that he took out a box of purple ginseng, Han Feixie frowned and said, "Isn't this taken by someone else?"
Zhu Wan recalled the expression on the other party's face full of unwillingness and fear that they would not accept the purple ginseng, so she smiled slightly and said, "He must respect you."
After thinking about it for a while, Han Feixie understood the reason, and couldn't help but find it funny, "Look at something similar later, and give him a gift as a gift."
Zhu Wan took out a dagger and gave it to him, "This is a broken gold dagger. It is said that it will break when touched by gold. The mountain owner keeps it for self-defense."
"Put it away." Han Feixie was not very interested in weapons.
Zhu Wan thought for a while and said, "The owner of the mountain can give it to Miss Lin as a gift for accepting apprentices."
He didn't say that Han Feixie almost forgot that he also had an apprentice. He said that Lin Yaoguang was responsible for successfully rescuing Zhan Zhan this time. He had a good impression of her, nodded and put the dagger in his arms.
The two counted the rest of the items, the herbs were handed over to Han Feixie, the things that were beneficial to the monsters were given to Zhu Wan, and the rest were put into the warehouse. Baimengshan is a rising star in the super family, with insufficient background, it is difficult to keep pace with other aristocratic families that have stood for more than a hundred years. Huangfuyun found another way to consolidate his strength with the help of monsters. Although the results were not good in the battle of unicorns, in Zhu Wan's view, it was because of the wrong way of domesticating monsters. After Han Feixie took over as the mountain lord, he actively promoted the re-domestication plan of monsters. He recovered 60% of the lost monsters, and the rest were monster kings and monsters above rank nine. He didn't care. Those are too smart, and it is not easy to resettle them if they are found. It is better to release them.
Zhu Wan talked about the Yaowang meeting again, "The other big families all have Yaohuang as guests, we can also find one or two."
Han Feixie said: "Looking for the Medicine Emperor?"
Zhu Wandao: "The king of medicine and the king of medicine are also available. We cultivate it, and we can use it at ease in the future."
Han Feixie understood that he wanted to train his own descendants.
"I already have some candidates in mind, let's have a look at the Medicine King Conference."
Han Feixie thought of Lan Chun. With his current strength, it would not be difficult to snatch him from Lan Feng. The only thing to worry about is that the Jiugui Village is in the Death Plain, which is the sphere of influence of the Wandu Family. Make trouble.
Zhu Wan said again: "Jinghui Palace is the resting place of the emperors and empresses of the Ziqi Empire, and the sky lantern is the sacred object of the Ziqi Empire's royal family. It is not easy to get it."
Han Feixie said: "The resurrection medicine must rely on the sky fire of the sky lantern."
There must be two words to explain that he is determined to win by relying on the sky lantern, and naturally it is not easy.
Zhu Wan tentatively said: "Lin Yaoguang is the future princess of the Ziqi Empire and a descendant of the Lin family..."
Han Feixie glanced at him and nodded.
Zhu Wan was completely relieved. When he first joined Baimengshan, he was a little bit forced by the situation. After contacting Han Feixie for a long time, he realized that Han Feixie's conditions in all aspects were in line with his own ideals. He pretended to be a good man and a gentleman, but The bottom of my heart is clear, decisive when it should be decisive, and ruthless when it should be cold. If there is a shortcoming, it is probably that he is too obsessed with Zhan Zhan. However, Zhu Wan is a young man and an orphan, so he doesn't have any pedantic ideas about male and female matching, passing on the family line, and has a good relationship with Zhan Zhan, so he is very happy to see it succeed. Originally, being a subordinate has to complete various task indicators and care about work performance. It is hard enough. There is no time to gossip about the boss's emotional life. As long as you grasp the measure and don't play tricks on the princes, it will be fine. Even if the princes of the Fenghuo drama, don't tell the truth, just use an exercise as a name to fool them.
It is not easy for a good bird to meet a good tree, and he cherishes his work very much.
The next day Zhan Zhan finished his work and opened his eyes, only to see Han Feixie staring at his chest without blinking.
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"Hungry?" he asked.
Han Feixie's eyes moved upwards.
Zhan Zhan said: "Is that thirsty?"
Han Feixie shook his head.
Zhan Zhan thought for a while and said, "Itchy hands?"
Han Feixie twitched the left corner of his mouth, and smiled wickedly, "What do you think I'm thinking?"
Zhan Zhan said: "I don't know what you are thinking, I just assume that I am sitting in your position and looking at the position you are looking at, and I will probably think about it."
Han Feixie said: "The thoughts are quite rich."
Zhan Zhan sighed, feeling a little bit unbearable to recall the past, "I used to be a literary youth."
"How literary?"
"Looking at other people's nudes feels like I'm dedicating myself to art with my eyes."
The smile on the corner of Han Feixie's mouth froze slightly, and he repeated calmly: "Other people's nudes?"
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Zhan Zhan pretended to be stupid and smirked.
Han Feixie said: "Male or female?"
"... male, male."
"Who?"
"My brother!" Brother Zhan Lei, I'm sorry, let me borrow it naked!
Han Feixie's expression was flat, and his tone was a bit weird, "Are you peeking at your brother?"
"I accidentally saw it when we were taking a shower together."
"Does it look good?"
Zhan Zhan is in a dilemma, if he says it’s not good-looking, I’m sorry for Zhan Lei, but if he says it’s good-looking, he might be sorry for himself…
"It's not enough to dedicate yourself to art, I didn't look carefully."
"Do you want to sacrifice yourself again?"
"what?"
"Look at mine?"
"Oh?"
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Zhan Zhan fell headfirst! He would never admit that the wolf howling just now was made by himself!
Han Feixie finally had a smile in his eyes.