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The burning dry wood in the fire made a crackling sound, sparks flew out at a few points, and then dimmed in the cold air again.

Fang Baiyu and Ling Yan sat facing each other across the fire.

"Here, it's ready." Fang Baiyu used magic to conjure another long bamboo stick, and divided the fragrant grilled fish into two halves, handing half to Ling Yan and keeping the other half to himself.

Ling Yan took the grilled fish and sized it up casually, only to see that the surface of the grilled fish was golden and crispy, with an attractive luster, and the aroma of the meat permeated the air.

He moved his nose slightly, and commented on Fang Baiyu with a smile: "The grilled fish is good, it looks delicious."

As he spoke, Ling Yan opened his mouth and took a bite of the fish.

There is a sense of satisfaction in eating delicious food between the eyebrows and eyes.

When Fang Baiyu saw this, the smile on his face deepened, and he began to eat the river fish he grilled by himself mouthful after mouthful.

"How long will it take you to come back this time?" Ling Yan asked.

"If you have nothing to do, you can come back soon, maybe you can see me again tomorrow morning." Fang Baiyu replied with a smile, with a relaxed look on his face, "I can also bring you back many special products of the Yaozu, There is something to drink, something to eat, and something to play."

Ling Yan nodded, expressing his great expectation.

Then Ling Yan lowered his head again and took a bite of the fish, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

He was still thinking about Fang Baiyu, and said, "I have a sixth sense, I don't know if I should tell it or not?"

"Talk!" Fang Baiyu answered very simply.

"I think there is something wrong with the monsters that you said were evolved from low-intelligence spirit beasts in recent years. Maybe they harmed you. The most likely thing is that they not only added something to your spirit fruit, but also murdered you. Other monsters with ancient bloodlines, such as the Xuanwu, Baihu, and Qinglong you mentioned."

Fang Baiyu: "..."

If Ling Yan were to describe Fang Baiyu's expression at this time, it would be equivalent to watching a detective film and being spoiled in advance about who the murderer is.

Fang Baiyu did not express his attitude clearly, but replied: "More evidence is needed."

Ling Yan chewed the fish in his mouth, and Fang Baiyu's reaction was not surprising, because what he said just now was a groundless guess based on Schrödinger's sixth sense, without sufficient evidence.

However, when facing friends, Ling Yan has always been straightforward. Moreover, Ling Yan always feels that if he doesn't tell Fang Baiyu what he thinks in his heart, he will feel uneasy.

This is barely a kind of brainstorming.

"I will pay attention." After a while, Fang Baiyu said seriously.Even though Ling Yan's words were groundless, he still took them to heart.

Ling Yan shrugged and smiled.

Fang Baiyu also laughed.

Sometimes, one has to admit that when you are with someone you like, even just talking nonsense is enough to constitute a good time.

A bonfire, a grilled fish divided in two, two teenagers talking and laughing while eating the fish, the laughter mixed with the cool night wind and became blurred.The night sky above them was as deep as the sea.

Fang Baiyu bit off the last piece of fish from the wooden bamboo stick, and then lit a flame with his fingers to burn the wooden bamboo stick clean.

Black ash fell from between his pale fingers.

"I'm leaving." He patted the black ash on his hands, stood up, and said to Ling Yan.

Ling Yan waved at him and said, "Goodbye."

It was too late and then too soon, Fang Baiyu instantly transformed into a phoenix form on the spot, this time not a mini version, but a normal version.The fiery red wings spread out, stretching for hundreds of feet, as if they could cover the sky and block out the sun.

The phoenix's wings moved slightly, and a huge wind was blown up. The nearby grass was blown away from the soil, and floated leisurely in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, the phoenix flew up to the sky and became at the same height as the white clouds.

Silhouettes are lost in the pitch-black night.

Ling Yan looked up for a while, then continued to sit on the campfire, eating the grilled fish in his hand.He ate slowly, and there was still a little grilled fish left in his hand.

In the ear is the sound of the flickering bonfire beating.

He raised his head casually, just in time to see a red figure getting closer in the sky.It looks like a phoenix.

The fiery red phoenix flew from the sky to the ground, took human form, and walked towards Ling Yan.

"What happened?" Ling Yan threw the clean long bamboo stick into the fire, stood up and asked.

But in the next second, Fang Baiyu hugged him into his arms.

"What's wrong with you?" Ling Yan felt at a loss.

This hug came too suddenly, and it was also very inexplicable.

Fang Baiyu didn't speak, just hugged him silently.After he finally had enough hugs, he was willing to let go of Ling Yan, looked at Ling Yan with those beautiful eyes unique to Phoenix, grinned, and said with a playful smile: "There should be a hug before parting."

Ling Yan didn't know what to say, but he didn't have time to say anything, because Fang Baiyu quickly turned back into his original form, flying high and far.

"Goodbye." Ling Yan looked at the direction where Fang Baiyu was leaving, his lips moved.

……

The Demon Realm is very quiet at night, gray mist emerges from the cracks in the ground, floating in the sky only half a meter above the ground without going up or down.

Ling Yan didn't want to go back so early, so he extinguished the fire and walked slowly along the long river beside him, looking at the surrounding scenery leisurely.

As he was walking, Ling Yan suddenly felt his right foot was heavy, as if it was entangled by something.

He lowered his head and saw that it was a small grimace flower.

But not the last one, because the face looks different.

Grimace Flower stretched out its leaves, pointed behind Ling Yan, then pulled out its roots from the ground, and ran away with long legs.

Ling Yan: ...

Even though he had seen a similar scene last time, but now that he saw it with his own eyes again, he was still incapable of accepting it.

Why do flowers have long legs!He secretly complained.

It’s okay to have long legs, but also has a human face, Ma De, is it scary to play a thriller in the middle of the night?

Ling Yan felt a chill behind him, and a chill climbed up his spine.

He turned his head slowly, looking back.

— and there was nothing behind him.

call!Ling Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he turned his head back, he saw a bloodless face, still enlarged.

The heart he had just let go suddenly lifted into his throat.

Ling Yan took a few steps back quickly, away from that pale face, slowed down his slightly chaotic breathing, and said, "Brother, please put some blush on your face if you go out in the middle of the night, it's so scary!"

"Uh, I'm sorry." The white-faced young man replied with a smile. Although he said sorry, he didn't show a trace of what "sorry" should mean.

Ling Yan had no intention of breaking up with him, so he cut straight to the point and asked directly, "Who are you?"

The white-faced young man pointed to the gurgling muddy yellow river, and then pointed to himself.

Ling Yan immediately came to his senses: "He Bo, hello."

The white-faced youth smiled slightly.

"Well, thank you for your blessing to me last time." Ling Yan scratched his head and thanked.

Ling Yan still remembered the last time the system said that the one who blessed him was a false god.

In other words, what honorary title should be used when facing false gods?Ling Yan didn't expect it for the time being, so he had to use the most common address "you" to deal with it.