"Boss." Changmao looked at Chen Feng and slowly knelt down: "Although I am not afraid of death, there are still many things in this world that I need to protect. Boss, save me!"
After saying this, Changmao knocked his head heavily and said: "I, Han San, swear that I am willing to follow the boss forever and never betray him!" Changmao said this in a sonorous and powerful voice without the slightest pause.
As soon as he finished speaking, the air around him suddenly fluctuated, and a mysterious aura appeared silently, split off and merged into Changmao's body.
Then, this breath disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.
This is an oath, an oath that directly communicates between heaven and earth. Once made, if it is violated, one will surely be reduced to ashes.
"Get up." Chen Feng nodded and said to the long-haired man on the ground, "Since you have followed me sincerely, you are naturally my Chen Feng's man. I will definitely protect you. Now, follow me outside.
It took so long, but in fact it was only five or six minutes before Changmao's body was pushed out.
Five or six minutes is a very short time, and everyone was sad, so naturally no one noticed that Chen Feng was away for such a short while.
At this time, Chen Feng nodded to Changmao beside him. Changmao understood and floated over his body and lay quietly.
Seeing that Changmao was ready, Chen Feng bit his right index finger and then quickly drew on the palm of his left hand.
This time, Chen Feng drew very carefully and with great effort. It was far from being as quick as he had been in the past when he drew the talismans. Instead, it was extremely slow, as if he had to think and pause for a long time before drawing each stroke.
Fortunately, everyone was immersed in grief, and the only thing in their eyes was Changmao's cold body, and no one noticed Chen Feng.
Two minutes later, Chen Feng's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his face turned pale, and he looked very tired. However, the talisman on his left hand was finally completed.
The Soul Fusion Talisman is a talisman that can force the soul into the body. This talisman can quickly unite the soul and the body. Although the threshold for making it is not high, few people in the cultivation world are willing to make it. There is no other reason, it is simply because ordinary cultivators have no use for it. Only those evil cultivators who need to forcibly seize the body can use it.
And possessing another's body has become a taboo in the world of cultivation, and is often mentioned together with the word "evil".
Chen Feng waved his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, then walked to Changmao's body in a pretentious manner and said with a sad face: "Changmao, it's me who harmed you. If I hadn't hired you, you wouldn't have suffered this disaster."
That being said, Chen Feng's left hand "accidentally" touched Changmao's chest, exactly where the wound was.
When Chen Feng's palm was covering, the soul melting talisman in his hand suddenly lit up. At the same time, the hairy ghost body was sucked into the cold corpse as if it was sucked into a vacuum cleaner.
"Next, it's up to you." Looking at the long-haired corpse that hadn't changed at all, Chen Feng pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Changmao, wake up, wake up!" Xiao Wu, who had been crying his heart out just now, seemed to have regained some strength. He held Changmao's cold hand again and started crying.
At this moment, the woman thought of many things, but without exception, they were all about herself and the long-haired scene:
"Xiao Wu, please smile for me. Otherwise, I'll smile for you!" Changmao looked at Xiao Wu, who was in a bad mood, seriously and said.
"Puchi—" Xiao Wu burst into laughter, and all the troubles in his life disappeared.
"Xiao Wu, what's making you unhappy? Tell me and I'll be happy." It was still Changmao.
"Puchi—" It was still Xiao Wu.
…
At this moment, Xiao Wu's mind was full of images of himself and Changmao.
"You always tease me, but I have never given you a good look." Xiao Wu's heart was filled with regret.
"Longhair, wake up. It's not that I look down on you, but I have low self-esteem."
"I'm too ugly and I'm not worthy of you, that's why I reject you."
"Long Mao, can you hear me? I like you, I love you, Long Mao, please wake up."
“Woo—”
"Longhair, wake up and I'll be your girlfriend, okay? Wake up, okay!"
Xiao Wu had completely collapsed, and his whispers turned into loud shouts.
No one stopped it. Perhaps, these words are the best comfort for Changmao.
"Wake up, Changmao, I am willing to be your girlfriend, as long as you wake up..." Xiao Wu still held Changmao's hand against her face and kept shouting. Her throat was hoarse, but she didn't care.
Suddenly, her crying stopped, her eyes widened a little, two tears still hanging on them, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on her face.
Xiao Wu suddenly stopped crying, and everyone's attention was focused on her. Especially Xiao Wu's abnormal expression made everyone a little worried.
"Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" He Xiu Lan hurriedly supported Xiao Wu and said.
"Changmao... Changmao touched me, gently touched my face." Xiao Wu held Changmao's hand and murmured.
"Xiao Wu, you are hallucinating. Changmao is dead, dead..." When He Xiu Lian said this, tears began to flow in her eyes again.
However, suddenly, she felt something pulling at the corner of her clothes and looked down.
She saw the pale long-haired boy with his eyes open, tongue sticking out, pulling the corner of her clothes and smiling at her!
"Ah--" He Xiulan screamed suddenly, her hair stood on end. She pointed at Changmao in panic, unable to speak.
"Changmao! Is he dead again?" He Shan felt a little uneasy when he saw Changmao's appearance. How could the body, which was just cold, suddenly open its eyes and smile
"Changmao, you finally woke up. Woo-" Xiao Wu didn't care what others thought, and hugged Changmao's head and sobbed again. However, everyone could see that Xiao Wu's face was full of joy.
"Are you a human or a ghost?" He Shan was also full of joy, but a little nervous.
"San, no matter you are a human or a ghost, it's great to see you open your eyes again." Han Da said, holding Changmao's hand tightly.
"Yeah, it's hot!" As soon as he held it, Han Da jumped up excitedly: "My hand is hot, hahahaha, my brother is alive, alive."
"Ahem, big brother, please be gentle. I have finally survived. If you continue to squeeze me so hard, I will be killed." After saying that, Changmao looked at Xiao Wu, opened his cracked lips, and said jokingly, "Xiao Wu, is what you just said true?"
Xiao Wu nodded with tears in his eyes.
"Hehe, don't play tricks on me, or I'll just die..." Before Changmao could finish his words, his mouth was blocked by Xiaowu's hand. Changmao seized the opportunity and kissed Xiaowu's palm fiercely a few times, but it aroused the wound on his chest, and he gritted his teeth in pain.
There was a noise in his trouser pocket, Chen Feng took out his cell phone and pressed the answer button: "Madman, I know the whereabouts of those guys who hurt people..."