After the beastification, it's better to be a dead enemy

"Sister!" Feng Zhao exclaimed, the fireball condensed in his hand was photographed on the ground reflexively by him, and he even hurriedly stopped the sword move that was ready to go.

Song Zhiran had no choice but to change the path of the sword move halfway, but was hit by the spiritual power and grunted, with a fishy-sweet taste in his mouth.

Gui Mingxuan had been by Song Zhiran's side as a guardian for so many years, so much so that he almost believed that Song Zhiran was a ruthless person, so ruthless that he was destined to lead the rise of the entire Xuanwu lineage.

Therefore, Gui Mingxuan's initial disbelief turned into conviction day after day, or more precisely, submission.

He felt that he couldn't be like Song Zhiran who ignored everything and was always rational. Naturally, he couldn't be like Song Zhiran, even if he was surrounded by a group of people, he was always alone on top.

The height is not cold.

Only a real king can stand on a high place, enjoy boundless power and infinite loneliness at the same time.

And Song Zhiran is the king that Gui Mingxuan has long recognized, the young master who will remain high and alone for the rest of his life...

The results of it?

How did it change?

It's Feng Zhao!

Gui Mingxuan's gaze shifted from Song Zhiran to Feng Zhao, and the intense hatred almost burst through his pupils. He resented, "If it wasn't for you, young master... how could Song Zhiran become what he is now? If it wasn't for you , How did I become like this today? Feng Zhao! You damn—"

Feng Zhao felt that he was wronged, but he looked at Gui Mingxuan's fingers on Feng Wu's neck, but he could only admit everything with fear: "Yes, it was me, I... it was my fault. Gui Mingxuan, since It's my fault, damn it, you...you let my sister go first, me, I'll trade with her!"

"You trade with her?" Gui Mingxuan's angry face suddenly became a little weird. He looked at Feng Wu whose face was almost purple when he was pinched in his hand, and then at Feng Zhao who was dripping with sweat. Just laughed.

"Feng Zhao, why do you think that if I want you to die, I must kill you myself?"

"Then what do you want?" Feng Zhao became angry, a red light flashed in his hand, and a flame appeared, "Tell me, either obediently change with me, or, if my sister dies, I will send you to give it to me." She will be buried with her!"

As soon as Gui Mingxuan heard this, the complacency and arrogance on his face disappeared, replaced by another kind of anger.

But Feng Wu, who was pinched to the point of suffocation, was angry and anxious, fearing that Feng Zhao would really be forced to commit suicide by Gui Mingxuan, but the result turned out to be better than she thought.

She was even very satisfied with the choice Feng Zhao made.

Unfortunately, as much as Feng Wu was satisfied, Gui Mingxuan was as dissatisfied. Even after he remembered Feng Zhao's real life experience, he thought a little more about himself and others.

The relationship between Feng Zhao and Feng Wu is indeed that of siblings, but after all, they are not real siblings. These days, siblings may turn against each other. If they are not real siblings, Feng Zhao's previous initiative to exchange is considered as the most benevolent.

After all, there is still a ray of hope for exchange, no, not just a gleam...

Gui Mingxuan looked at Song Zhiran who was at the side again. He was holding a water sword in his hand. Half of his face looked like a ghost. His pair of extremely black eyes were in the abyss, but they looked like they were peeping from the dark, and they seized the opportunity to attack. With his boundless demonic energy, as long as he relaxes his guard a little, he will definitely be turned around by the form.

"Gui Mingxuan!" Feng Zhao said anxiously, "Ten seconds, ten seconds, if you don't agree to the exchange, and you don't want to let my sister go, then let's fight it out and see who lives up to it!"

After Feng Zhao finished speaking, he didn't give Gui Mingxuan a chance to speak, so he was cruel and started counting down: "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six...three, two..."

"Wait a minute!" Gui Mingxuan called to stop, and deliberately loosened the shackles on Feng Wu's neck, saying, "I can let Feng Wu go!"

Feng Wu crawled around the ghost gate, coughed a few times, and hurriedly said: "Leave me alone, kill me...cough, cough cough!"

Gui Mingxuan strangled Feng Wu's neck again, and said displeasedly: "Feng Zhao, I advise you to not act rashly, at least don't be like your sister, who has a bad brain and wants to die!"

"You're so stupid!" Feng Zhao couldn't help cursing, then took a deep breath and said, "Tell me, what do you want to do to let my sister go? The conditions are up to you. As for how to do it, it's up to you." Mingxuan, you are a smart person, you should understand that some daydreaming thoughts should not be wasted, otherwise—"

Feng Zhao deliberately turned his eyes to the strong demonic energy around him, and said something with a half-smile, "The demonic energy is the source of the power of the demonic species, but if there is too much power, you may not be you."

Gui Mingxuan didn't expect that he, who clearly had the upper hand with the bargaining chip, would end up being threatened in turn. He was so angry that he wanted to kill Feng Wu directly, and then let Feng Zhao regret it for the rest of his life.

However, he held back.

After all, Gui Mingxuan wanted to save his life more than making Feng Zhao regret it for the rest of his life.

He was careless today. He didn't expect Song Zhiran to remain calm after being demonized, and even his spiritual power was not affected. This completely made the overwhelming victory he imagined come to nothing. Even if he hadn't been cautious and kept the seal on purpose. Dance this chess piece, I'm afraid he is about to capsize in the gutter.

Fortunately, there is Feng Wu!

and so--

"I let Feng Wu go, you guys let me go!" Gui Mingxuan said.

Feng Zhao frowned and didn't speak.

Song Zhiran, who had been silent all this time, said slowly, "Yes."

Gui Mingxuan's heart relaxed, and he immediately added: "You must swear to the demon!"

Song Zhiran said again: "Yes."

When Gui Mingxuan heard the answer he wanted, he felt a little unhappy, and said: "I mean, you two, no, all three of you must swear the heart demon oath! Feng Wu I let go, you and Feng Wu Wu, you must not continue to attack me!"

Feng Zhao felt that Gui Mingxuan was presumably being brainwashed by the demon energy, and the more he said it, the more he went too far, and he stared at Song Zhiran, who wanted to take care of him, and hummed, "We can do it now." It's fine here, except that my sister may be shielded by something on her body, me, Song Zhiran, and you Gui Mingxuan, who is afraid of the oath of the demon? We are all standing in the lair of demon energy, are we still afraid of the demon? Hehe !"

Feng Zhao's mocking words to himself at the end were too strong, which made Gui Mingxuan, who was proud of having thought of a good solution for himself, feel bad all of a sudden.

Yes, yes, he himself has become a demon now, not afraid of demons, but he is not the only one who is not afraid of demons!

Gui Mingxuan looked at Song Zhiran's terrifying face, and at Feng Zhao's eyes that were clearly out of place, and for some reason, he began to feel unbalanced again.

Why did the tortoise shell appear directly after I was demonized, and these two people, one of these two people was just disfigured, and the other just controlled the magic energy in the eyes...

Thinking of the ugliness of his tortoise shell, and looking at Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran in front of him, Gui Mingxuan's jealousy grew wildly like weeds, and also grew demonic energy from the madness.

The devilish energy near the abyss surged like a vulture smelling a rotten smell.

Song Zhiran was the first to notice something was wrong, and gave Feng Zhao a wink, wanting to remind him of something.

However, Feng Zhao was staring right at Gui Mingxuan right now, or more precisely, he had been staring at Gui Mingxuan's fingers strangling Feng Wu's neck.

The first moment when he vaguely noticed that the finger was loose, Feng Zhao's whole body tensed up. The next second, when Gui Mingxuan completely let go of his finger to cover his head because of the pain, Feng Zhao's whole body tensed up. They all rushed up like arrows leaving the string.

Pull away Feng Wu, kill Gui Mingxuan!

Feng Zhao's purpose is clear, if he doesn't move, it's enough. When he moves, he looks like a tiger.

Before Feng Wu could react, her arm was suddenly pulled hard, and her whole body was thrown out. Then, she heard an exclamation, and then a loud noise erupted behind her. He only saw Song Zhiran standing at the mouth of the abyss.

what happened?

what happened?

Feng Wu looked at Song Zhiran blankly, and wanted to speak, but saw Song Zhiran suddenly turned around, and on that half of his hideous and terrifying face, the devilish energy was surging, violently surging, and——

"You, you... demon energy..." is spreading...

Feng Wu couldn't say the last three words at all, but Song Zhiran suddenly turned around and jumped down.

Feng Wu: "!"

Feng Wu staggered and was about to rush over, trying to catch Song Zhiran, but she didn't catch anything, and when she finally reached the mouth of the abyss, there was nothing there.

"Little Zhao..."

"Song Zhiran..."

At this moment, Feng Wu also wanted to understand what happened before. In order to save her, Feng Zhao and Gui Mingxuan died together... Then, Song Zhiran died for love.

"Clap."

"Clap."

"Clap clap clap clap..."

Feng Wu's tears rolled down one after another, she bit her lip, her red eyes stared viciously at the mouth of the abyss, and when she finally closed her eyes, she was about to jump down.

It was too late, and then it was too late, just when she was determined to pay for Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran's life, someone walked a few steps quickly, grabbed her arm, and took her whole body out of the abyss. Dodge in another direction at an extremely fast speed.

Almost at the same time after this person took Feng Wu to avoid it, a casual voice came over, "There is an abnormal noise at the mouth of the abyss? It seems that the devil can't wait, what do you think, Elder Monte .”

The figure of Monte Lucifer slowly appeared in Feng Wu's spiritual consciousness, and soon, another person standing next to the other party came from behind to occupy all of Feng Wu's attention.

this person...

This man looks familiar.

Feng Wu's mood swings were too obvious, and Mu Yao's spiritual consciousness was naturally noticed. However, he just glanced in a certain direction in a different place accidentally, and then looked at Meng with a smile.

"Elder Monte, do you think you want to leave early?"

Monte maintained his figure today, but he clearly felt that the closer he got to the abyss, the more he would be unable to stabilize his figure.

at last.

The tall and straight Monte Lucifer turned into a big beauty with bright eyes and kind eyes. She flicked her golden curly hair, and slightly curled her red lips, which made Mu Yao, who is also androgynous, feel a tingling sensation in her bones.

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