black tower

"Sorry, I made you laugh." Zhao Hongguang had no choice but to stuff Feijiu, who had been struggling all the time, back into his mental sea. He easily created a barrier in his spiritual sea, preventing him from running out and doing wild things. Fat Chirp.

"The little guy is very energetic, which means that you are in good condition. This is a good thing. It seems that the next chief guide should be you." Han Jun showed a non-concerning smile to Zhao Hongguang. After getting along with Hong Guang and seeing the other party's powerful spiritual power, he realized that this young man might not be inferior to Wei Chen in terms of guiding abilities.

"I haven't thought about it that much yet. It doesn't matter to me whether I can be the chief or not."

Zhao Hongguang also smiled humbly. From the encounter between Wei Chen and Han Jun, he already understood that the identity of the chief sentinel or chief guide would not only bring the glory they expected to the sentinel and guide, but also might bring them To unspeakable pain.Of course, Zhao Hongguang is not afraid of the nightmare that he encountered Han Jun or Wei Chen, he just thinks that it is not his ultimate pursuit.

"Your mentality is much better than that fat bird with fried feathers. That's good, keep it up." Han Jun smiled again, and the burning pain in the depths of his mind didn't ease much, but this rare chatting time did. Make him willing to continue to suffer soberly.

After a moment of silence, Han Jun began to recall Wei Chen in a tone that was almost whispering.

"He likes to wear suits. He looks tall and thin, but he has a great figure. His ass is very sticky."

This is the first time Han Jun made an evaluation of his matching guide in front of Zhao Hongguang. Such an evaluation will never appear in the serious reports of the major media in San Nelensa, but it is very likely to appear in Gossip news.

"Butt?" Zhao Hongguang was caught by these two words, and for a while, many kinds of butts appeared in his mind.Guide is Zhao Hongguang's profession, and painting is his hobby. As Zhao Hongguang, who plans to become an amateur painter after retiring from the army, he has certainly seen many butts, plaster, pictures, and their painting clubs A real-life model brought in by young guides.Zhao Hongguang never thought that one day he would show interest in the ass of a senior guide. He even thought that if he brought a brush, he might be able to sketch a sketch for Wei Chen according to Han Jun's description.

"Hehehe, silly boy, Wei Chen and I married not only out of matching needs, but also out of sexual needs. Don't look at me like this, in fact, I am very traditional in my bones. A sentinel who has a physical bond with a guide but is unwilling to take on family responsibilities." Han Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly his expression became serious, "It's a pity that I didn't have a relationship with him. Our own child. I had planned to have a child with him when I was 40, when I was no longer the Chief Sentinel."

Sometimes silence is also an emotion. For example, at this moment, Zhao Hongguang clearly captured the sadness in the air.

"To be honest, I really want to get out of this black tower alive." Han Jun raised his head, his expression became more serious, "I want to avenge him."

But at the next moment, he laughed at himself sadly: "The person next to me was killed, and I don't even know who killed him. You asked me to tell you some stories about Wei Chen and me, but I I actually forgot a lot of things about me and him. I only remember that the omelet rice he made was delicious, he didn’t like me spending money indiscriminately, and he didn’t like me always drinking and playing cards with my brothers... Also, his The ass is really sticky. If this sickness continues, I think I will probably forget him a little bit, which is not okay, so I choose to be euthanized while I can still remember him. So, Xiaoguang, you really don’t have to spend so much Thinking hard, risking such a big risk to save me, I can't be so selfish."

After Han Jun finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Hongguang with relief. He understood the other party's determination to save him, and he also understood that he should not drag innocent people down.

"But you have to live to have a chance to find out the truth and avenge him."

Zhao Hongguang stretched out his hand and held Han Jun's hand in his palm. The other party's hand was warm and even hot.

The afterlife is terrifying.

Han Jun no longer tried to persuade Zhao Hongguang to give up on himself. The seemingly young guide in front of him was actually much firmer than he imagined.

This time, Zhao Hongguang didn't plan to rebuild the mental barrier after Han Jun fell asleep. He needed the other party's cooperation as much as possible.

"I promise you, this is the last time." Zhao Hongguang put the electric shock switch that Lin Shaoan handed over to him within easy reach. When necessary, for his own safety, he would choose to activate the shock device behind Han Jun's neck. Electroacupuncture, let the other party rest in peace forever.

Han Jun glanced at the little thing that determined his life and death, took a deep breath, and nodded solemnly: "Okay. I will cooperate with you."

When Zhao Hongguang closed his eyes and was about to plunge his spiritual savings into Han Jun's spiritual sea again, he heard the other party's low voice coming from his ear.

--thanks.

The grassland in front of Zhao Hongguang looked very peaceful, but the dim yellow color in the sky and the collapsed spiritual barrier in the middle of the grassland showed the abnormality of this spiritual sea.Han Jun's spiritual body, the White Tiger, had already awakened from the previous severe injury. After seeing Zhao Hongguang's figure, it immediately got up and walked over slowly.

Fat Jiu temporarily let go of the unhappiness with his master at this time, in this spiritual sea that hides a deep crisis, it dare not take it lightly.

Although death does not have a very specific concept for it, it still cares about its unbuilt bird's nest after all.

"Big cat, we meet again."

Zhao Hongguang smiled and squatted down. He held Han Jun's bony spiritual body in his arms, and stroked the other's dry fur over and over again.

"Aww..." The white tiger let out a viscous whimper. It blinked its non-aggressive blue eyes, and pressed its head tightly into Zhao Hongguang's arms.

Fat Jiu jumped onto the white tiger's head and jumped up. The resonance between the spiritual body made it a little bit more attached to the white tiger, but the attachment was the attachment, and it was picky about the nesting materials, so it still couldn't grab it casually. A few tiger hairs go back.

"It's agreed, when I repair the spiritual barrier for your master, your Mao will leave some for my fat chirp. It has been looking forward to building a luxurious villa."

Zhao Hongguang lightly scratched Baihu's brows, held up his shrunken cheeks with both hands and rubbed them hard again.

"Woo..." The white tiger narrowed its eyes comfortably. It had not been caressed by the guide for a long time, and his master had long since lost the ability to comfort himself.Although it didn't quite understand Zhao Hongguang's words, it knew very well that the other party was here to help him and Han Jun, so it even tolerated the little bird jumping wildly on its head.

"Let's go, Fei Jiu, come with me." Zhao Hongguang didn't want to delay Han Jun's precious time of waking up, he let go of the white tiger, stretched out his arm, Fei Jiu immediately flew over obediently, and landed on his wrist.

At this time, those silver-white spiritual tentacles pulled out one by one from behind Zhao Hongguang, but this time Zhao Hongguang did not recklessly let the spiritual tentacles approach the ruins of Han Jun's spiritual barrier immediately. The tentacles gathered into one strand, and then slowly swam across the grass like a giant python.

Han Jun's spiritual barrier now has only a broken base, and it is precisely because of the existence of this base that the other party has not completely lost consciousness and humanity.

Zhao Hongguang raised his arm, and Fei Jiu followed his spiritual tentacles to slowly approach the ruins of Han Jun's spiritual barrier exuding scorching breath. Just as he was thinking about where to start repairing, Fei Jiu suddenly flew away chattering return.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Hongguang asked.

Fat Chirp was circling in the air, as if it had found something in Han Jun's ruins, and anxiously wanted to take Zhao Hongguang there.

As soon as he got close to the ruins of Han Jun's spiritual barrier, Zhao Hongguang was forced by the scorching heat to be unable to move even an inch, but he quickly figured out a way to make his mental tentacles form a heat-insulating wall around his body.

The spiritual tentacles glowing with silver light surrounded Zhao Hongguang like a screen. They kept turning to generate airflow and push away the heat.

As a spiritual body, Feijiu can still bear the heat. It brought Zhao Hongguang to the other side of the ruins of the barrier. The collapse here was even worse. The broken bricks and tiles were piled up on the ground. It seemed that everything was irreparable. .

It may not be a good idea to start repairing from the most damaged place, Zhao Hongguang shook his head, he did not agree with Fei Jiu's idea.

The strange thing was that Fat Chirp was still chirping at Zhao Hongguang, its little furry body kept flying to a certain place, and then kept bouncing back in an attempt to avoid the unbearable heat.

"Okay, Fat Jiu, haven't you noticed that the heat here is higher than other places? We shouldn't start repairing here..."

Before Zhao Hongguang finished speaking, his eyes were attracted by something hidden in the ruins of Han Jun's spiritual barrier. Because the distance was still a bit far away, he didn't see clearly until he was protected by the spiritual tentacles. , and then two steps forward.

A rose, bright red, its vines tenaciously climbed onto the base of Han Jun's only remaining spiritual barrier, or in other words, it was because of its existence that the bricks and tiles that made up the base did not completely collapse in the end.

Zhao Hongguang couldn't believe his eyes. He actually saw a rose constructed by the spiritual power of the guide in the ruins of the spiritual barrier of the crazy sentinel.

Who planted this rose in Han Jun's violent spiritual sea?The answer is self-evident.