alien war

General Guan was furious. It seemed that that bastard Feng would not stop until he was comfortable playing. We must not just let him do anything wrong. As he estimated, Feng's current level of curse seal is It can be successfully cracked.But when he saw Zhan Zhao's face full of 'it's my fault, leave me alone'... he was really annoyed!There was no other way, he yelled at Feng: "Feng Wei Xun! You fucking ungrateful bastard! Do you know who is begging us to drag you out of the battlefield and treat you, regardless of yourself? Seriously injured and still serving you for three days and three nights! It’s Zhan Zhao! And you, look what you’re doing! What’s wrong with beating you, shouldn’t you be beating you for those bastard things you did? Is your face so valuable? If I was there that day, I wouldn't be able to beat you to death!"

The general's swearing by name and name stimulated every nerve in Feng's body, and he couldn't help but froze, "What?" For the phantom undead who would never die regardless, no one has ever cared about his life, including the only Pluto he can loyal to.And this resurrection, the body recovery speed is obviously much faster than before, and I don't want to be the reason.He had ravaged anyone who had offended him for various reasons, but this was the first time he met someone who accepted him so willingly. He couldn't swing it anymore, whether it was because of his conscience, or because he felt that there was no way to take Zhan Zhao, or because of other reasons, even he himself didn't know, the reasons were as complicated as his emotions.His body began to denounce him, and the wound on his body pierced by the demon head's sword took the opportunity to ache. The wound, which was already in a half-fit state, was stretched apart after such a large-scale movement.Feng Wei leaned over, clutching the bleeding wound with his left hand, Zhan Zhao, who was at the side, noticed that Feng stopped suddenly, and turned his head to look, the blood had already soaked through Feng's coat, and the spots of blood were clearly visible.

"Master Feng, your injury..." Seeing this, Zhan Zhao quickly reached out to help.

"Go away!" Feng Fen tried his best to push his hand away, turned around, and walked away without looking back.

The general caught up and gently lifted Zhan Zhao who was kneeling on the ground, complaining, "Boy, why are you bothering?"

"General Xie, Zhan Zhao is fine." He stood up and smiled faintly.

"Stop talking, go back and heal the wound first."

After taking off his underwear, the general saw the shocking welt marks on Zhan Zhao's back, and couldn't hold back immediately. "Come on! Drag that bastard out of the camp, throw him into the woods, and tell him to get lost!"

"Obey!" The soldiers outside waited for this sentence for a long time.

"Wait a minute! Lord Feng is dispatched by Hades, the general must not lose the big because of small things!" Zhan Zhao supported the burning 丨 hot 丨 heat of his body, got up and pulled the general, and said earnestly: "General, please think twice!"

"Hey!" Seeing Zhan Zhao like this, the general sighed helplessly and had no choice but to give up. "this is the last time."

"The general, please send someone to Mr. Feng to look at his body, his wound seems to be open." After applying the medicine, Zhan Zhao put on his clothes and discussed with the general.

"Look at what that bastard is doing! He made you like this, and you still think about him? Let him slowly recover on his own, he won't die anyway, and just reflect on those stupid things he did!" When he arrived at Feng, the general was immediately annoyed.

"General, I..."

"Don't talk about it, boy, you don't have to worry about this matter anymore." The general is determined to punish him this time, if he doesn't punish him, it is enough to save face, how can he let Zhan Zhao speak again.

Seeing that the general was angry, Zhan Zhao stopped talking.

The night of the underworld finally fell, and the night wind blew a bit of chill, shuttling between the somewhat chaotic heaven and earth.

With his eyes slightly closed, Feng lay alone in the tent in a corner of the camp.As in the past, if you are seriously injured, you just need to lie quietly for a few days and you will be healed automatically. There is no medicine or the like, and it will not affect it.

"Because I won't lose it, I don't know how to cherish it... Not dying is actually a boring thing. Although I can use it to do whatever I want, and I don't even need to worry about life and death, but in fact, life is worse than death. I can't ask for death. Because of this physique, dangerous and dirty jobs will be assigned to me in a steady stream, such as assassinating the enemy's chief general, eradicating heterogeneous organizations, and even bloodwashing my own family... Even if the injury is fatal enough No one will come to ask about the damage, and I won’t die anyway. In their view, they are not undead, but just a very useful tool... Sometimes even themselves feel that they are actually a tool. Except for Pluto's use, there is no meaning of existence at all. In the not-so-short life, there is not a single day that is really lived for oneself... I am very envious of Zhan Zhao, and after getting to know him, I envy him even more, not only because of him Will die, he has his own goals, the most important thing is the care of the people around him, meticulous care. From Kaifeng Mansion to Jia Tongwen to Dongying, all the guys are like this, is it because he will die, so Do you only care about him? Today, the second master actually confronted him in order to protect him, and even called him by name. His friendship for many years was no match for that guy who had just arrived in the underworld for a few days. He clearly knew that his last I hate when others mention my full name, because this name almost always appears on the task list that sends me. Although it is bestowed by the Holy One, but the brilliance has long since been washed away by countless despair and hatred. It is clear that there is something, myself Nothing, the right to die, the meaning of living, someone who cherishes me...I have been unable to restrain the urge to torture him all this time, maybe, besides being envious of him, I also have jealousy..." Feng's mind keeps flashing all the big things and small things that he has experienced since he can remember, including rampaging, murder and arson, and even boring life, but what impressed him the most was the days when he came into contact with Zhan Zhao , this is definitely not because the time of occurrence is relatively recent...