alien war

"Get up! Is this not enough?!" Black Crow poked Zhan Zhao who was lying on the ground.

Zhan Zhao was in a trance from the messy and broken illusion, he tried to prop up his forearm despite the endless ringing in his body.Elbows, wrists and other joints are not in control, and the body seems to be begging: only lying still can be the most soothing and far away from the unbearable restlessness and discomfort.He ignored the pleading, still trembling and clenched the sharp sword tightly, supporting his spine with all his strength, shaking and stabilizing his figure once or twice.Beads of sweat flowed slowly over the stubborn eyebrows and eyes, and the crimson welts couldn't restrain the proud and straight body.

Feng got up and took a few steps, slowly retracting the curse seal. "Stop and slow down for now, continue for a while, drink some water to refresh yourself first."

"Thank... Thank you, sir." Zhan Zhao bowed to receive the water that Feng handed over, his hands with slightly faded red spots trembling slightly.He leaned against the tree trunk and sat down slowly, calmed down his breath a little bit, and dispelled the gloom in his eyes with a clear look.With a bloodless face, he took out the wound medicine from his arms, tore off his coat along the opening, and carefully uncovered the 'white' inner garment soaked in blood, revealing the pink wound with rolled flesh, accompanied by the beating of the pulse , the blood came out slowly.Since the head of the black crow's nine-section whip is a sharp blade, the first few sections of the whip are covered with barbs. Therefore, once it hits the body, after the sharp blade cuts the flesh, the barbs will catch the wound, The force of the whip turning around tore it apart.Zhan Zhao took a deep breath, and the light brown powder fell gently, covering the red and white fuzzy flesh, and as the medicine powder slowly soaked into the blood, the pink muscles trembled a few times.His lips were tightly closed, and his eyes were still as quiet as autumn water. Compared with the repeated burning sensation in his body, these were nothing at all.

Seeing that Feng and Heiya had been discussing something, Zhan Zhao closed his eyes and calmed down quietly.

"Let's start. This time, it might be better to change the method." Zhan Zhao's still pale complexion and the unoptimistic situation were all seen in his eyes, but he couldn't find the slightest understanding and concern in his words.

Zhan Zhao struggled to stand up, panted slightly and held his sword in his hands, "Please give me your advice, Lord Feng."

"I use the seal to manipulate your body, but you have to resist and take back control of your body from me, how about it? I think this is a good way!" Feng smiled, with some slyness in his complacent expression.

Zhan Zhao's internal strength is profound, and after only a brief adjustment of breath, he is calm and determined, as usual: "Zhan Zhao understands, and I will follow Lord Feng's arrangements."

Feng launched the curse seal: "Draw the sword."

Following Feng's order, Ju Que slowly unsheathed, and Zhan Zhao's body was no longer under his control.He tried his best to contend with that force, and the two forces confronted each other. Ju Que stopped and went, repeatedly rubbing against the golden sheath mouth.Accompanied by the scorching heat of the muscles in all parts of the body, the illusion of eroding willpower struck again.Zhan Zhao frowned, seeing that if he suppressed that force, a more powerful wave would come, and this was repeated endlessly.Sweat ran down the hilt and the hand holding it, dampening the ground.The two sides had been in a stalemate for nearly an hour. Although the sword had been pulled out more than half, it was still not fully unsheathed.

Feng Jianjian took a look at the man in front of him who was almost drenched in sweat. His bloodless face was full of suffering and patience. "That's it for today, in line with the principle of not harming the imperial court officials."

"Tomorrow afternoon, it's still here." After finishing speaking, regardless of Zhan Zhao, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Feng...Master Feng, please stay."

"What else is there?" Feng shrugged and lazily stopped in place.

"Can Zhan Zhao and your lord continue to make an agreement to practice the curse at night?" A scorching heat surged in his body, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Zhan Zhao is working in Kaifeng Mansion, and he has to deal with official business during the day, no delays are allowed, only at night If you have free time, Zhan Zhao is willing to spend the whole night in cursing to make up for the inability to do during the day, so I beg your lord to agree." His sincere eyes fell on Feng's face, waiting for the other party's response.

Feng glanced tiredly at the gaze behind him, originally planning to go out and have fun at night. "It's really troublesome, what official business is more important than the curse, really. Forget it, the evening is the evening." He dropped these few words and walked away.

"Thank you for your understanding, Sir, I have trouble today, please forgive Zhan Zhao for not being able to give you all the gifts." Perhaps he was worried that due to his own health, he could not be polite enough, so he tried his best to suppress the screams of the joints in his body, and bowed.

His innate extraordinary temperament was not concealed by the mess brought about by the curse, and this detached aura made the opposite black crow quite fond of him.

"Can't you give a full salute? I think it's quite proper to salute." Looking at Zhan Zhao who was standing upright and barely standing still, Heiya walked up to Zhan Zhao and said with a light smile, "It looks like tomorrow will be even more difficult. , I don’t know if you will die. As a greeting for the first meeting, let me remind you in advance that he is more ruthless than me, if you regret it, you should speak up quickly, so as not to suffer in vain.” A black crow with a sharp beak One word at a time, it doesn't look like a joke at all.

"Thank you for the reminder, Zhan Zhao has never regretted it." Facing Heiya's kind greeting, Zhan Zhao was as gentle as usual. "Tomorrow, after Zhan Zhao finishes his official duties, he will come to listen to Master Feng's advice." He stared at the black crow's dark brown eyes with some bright yellow eyes, and drew a slight smile on his sweaty face, his translucent eyes stared straight at the black crow. It was startled.

"I didn't expect this guy's bones to be quite tough." Black Crow thought that after hearing what he said, Zhan Zhao, who had endured such torture, would hesitate, be timid, and even beg for his help, because in his memory, human beings should It's like this.However, in those crystal-clear eyes, he got nothing, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "This person will definitely not disappoint us."

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