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

When Feng Zhao heard these words, he became more and more sad, and he didn't "ow", he turned around silently, then walked back to his room silently, and then closed the door silently.

That back view, that movement, how could one be so sad than heartbroken?

Huang Mao was in a hurry immediately, and was about to knock on the door after turning off the communication, but was stopped by Feng Wu who walked out of the door at some time, and shook his head at him, signaling him not to worry about it.

Huang Mao was a little puzzled, and wanted to say something, but seeing Shang Feng Wu's gaze, he could only shut up and go downstairs.

but.

After Huang Mao went downstairs, his eyes rolled and he left the small courtyard and went to the next door. He felt that there must be a lot of unknown truths hidden in this incident, otherwise he would pay attention to his appearance and get into the eyes of money Feng Zhao, why did he suddenly become poor and bald?

It has to be said that Huang Mao deserves to be Feng Zhao's number one younger brother, and only from Feng Zhao's unilateral situation is wrong, he can vaguely get a glimpse of the abnormality of this incident.

Compared with Huang Mao, who still needs to go to Xu Yingjun to insinuate and "coerce and lure" to obtain key information, Feng Wu already knew the truth.

Feng Wu looked at the teacher in the light screen. The other party was wearing heavy makeup as always, and her dress was appropriate and perfect. Even when she looked back at her, she was as usual no less strict and no less caring.

"Teacher..." Feng Wu said, and it took a while before she said, "I want to know, why?"

The female called Teacher frowned, seemingly surprised.

Feng Wu explained: "Teacher, what I want to know is not why Xiao Zhao was targeted by the wood demon. I understand the truth that Mu Xiu must be destroyed by the forest wind. But what I don't understand is why Principal Li would do this Do? Devil energy... the source of devil energy comes from the cultivation tower, because of... those people."

"Obviously, obviously those people...the reason why those people are trapped in the cultivation tower, I know, we all know, and Principal Li must also know. But why? Why did Principal Li deliberately harm my brother?"

When she said the last sentence, Feng Wu's eyes shot out a strong killing intent.

The teacher in the light screen didn't feel uncomfortable because of Feng Wu's change. She was rubbing the center of her brows, as if she was connecting with others through another way, and such a connection soon got a vague result.

The teacher frowned suddenly, and the peace in his eyes was stained with displeasure. Obviously, the results he got did not convince her.

Feng Wu: "Teacher?"

The teacher looked up at the only apprentice in the light screen, a young female, dressed in red, always acting faster than her brain in many things, she seemed very reckless, but who would have thought that her apprentice, when encountering big right and wrong? Going up, but as careful as a hair, cautious?

Even though this matter involved her most concerned brother, the flames of anger kept burning her reason, but she still held back.

The teacher was a little relieved, but said, "Xiao Wu, there are too many things involved this time. Do you understand what I mean?"

"... What the teacher means is that behind my brother being plotted by others, there are... other people hiding?" Feng Wu's pupils constricted, and after receiving the teacher's silent acquiescence, her heart trembled violently, and a thought suddenly came to her mind. Some things that haven't been heard for a long time, her hands on her knees, slowly, slowly clenched.

A villa area in Huangzhou, Central Plains.

In the garden, the teacher who cut off the light screen communication, pondered for a while, and said to the assistant ten meters away, "Go to the Communications Department and send me a secret document. The content of the document is... the address is Xiyin Prefecture."

After the assistant carefully wrote down the message he wanted to convey, he habitually said before leaving: "Speaker, please keep the communication open at all times. If you need anything, please contact me."

The teacher, that is, the speaker, the woman who can be said to be at the pinnacle of power in the entire United Nations—Ms. Mo, nodded lightly when she heard this, to show that she understood, and also to signal the other party to go back quickly.

After watching the assistant leave, Ms. Mo got up and, as usual, walked to her bedroom, preparing for a restful sleep.

Similarly, when the bedroom door is closed, the hidden jammers and jammers also start to work at the same time.

But at this time, Ms. Mo, who was supposed to be resting, took out a long-disused communicator from the bottom of the bedside table, and pressed the only communication code on it.

The time passed minute by minute, maybe 5 minutes, or 10 minutes, maybe even half an hour...

Ms. Mo, who has always been the most impatient, gradually frowned. Just when she thought that the communication might not be connected as many times, there was a "beep", followed by a low and rough voice. An unfamiliar voice came over, "Who?"

Ms. Mo confirmed almost subconsciously: "...Brother Cao?"

There are many secrets in this world.

But in the same way, as long as there are people with a heart, there will never be secrets in this world.

Huang Mao failed to find Xu Yingjun who had run away for the second time next door, but he managed to contact Xu Yingjun with the help of Xu Tian'er.

Huang Mao's first sentence was straight to the point: "Brother Xu, what happened yesterday?"

Xu Yingjun felt guilty when he heard this, and once he was guilty, how could he avoid the sight of his younger sister Xu Tian'er, so after he racked his brains to fool Huang Mao away, he was defeated by Xu Tianer's continuous questioning , hands up in surrender.

but.

Xu Yingjun said: "Sister, brother can tell you many things, as long as you really want to know. However, there is one thing that brother has to remind you now."

Xu Tian'er's smug little expression froze suddenly, she vaguely realized the meaning of her brother's words, and her delicate face turned pale.

Xu Yingjun sighed: "Xiao Zhao... very good, I like him very much, if! If possible, he can be my brother-in-law, and I am also very willing, after all, although he looks like a lot of small problems, but he is extremely affectionate Emphasis on righteousness, this alone is better than many people. However—"

"Brother!" Xu Tian'er interrupted Xu Yingjun's words, and looked at her brother stubbornly with reddish eyes, "I understand what you said, but! But what about you? You say me, what about you? Sister Feng Wu I also like it very much, she is my idol, you... how about you?"

How many twists and turns are hidden in the sentence "what about you", how many tossing and turning when dreaming back at midnight?

The brother and sister looked at each other through the light screen. After a long time, Xu Yingjun took a step back habitually, and said, "I never, never thought about the result."

Flowers bloom to bear fruit.

It's just some flowers, lonely, how can they bear fruit?

"Sister, Tian'er...you should grow up."

Today, at different times and in different places, there are many people who are also sighing softly. There are Bai Ze with white beard and hair and wearing a white robe, and there are those who are sitting by the bed holding a book cover of fairy tales. Wu, and the old man leaning against the corner looking west, and even many, many people who may never know each other...

And this kind of sigh, some people have the opportunity to hear it, but some people don't have the opportunity.

Take Feng Zhao for example.

Feng Zhao had been sitting in front of the mirror all afternoon, the warm sun turned into a red glow all over the sky, and the golden red light coated him with the most dazzling coat.

however.

Obviously so handsome, but he is bald.

Obviously so handsome, not only is he bald, he is also penniless...

Feng Zhao touched the position of his heart. In the past, there was a storage button disguised as a button, but now, there was nothing there.

Heart, empty.

cool off cool off...

Anyone who managed to save the little rich net worth like a groundhog, will be wiped out in a blink of an eye, I am afraid that he will go crazy.

Feng Zhao also wants to go crazy, or break the jar, but looking at himself in the mirror, how handsome is this face, how many are so handsome in the past and present, so shocking and weeping ghosts and gods?

Be unique yourself!

I am the protagonist!

main character!

How can the main character be poor?

No matter how poor the protagonist is, he is destined to get rich and counterattack!

Feng Zhao's grief, indignation and depression brain circuit, as time went by, with the extremely handsome face in the mirror, began to be healed and healed little by little, as it had been many times before, and finally!

Feng Zhao stood up, his figure bathed in the afterglow was slender and perfect, he tilted his head slightly, then gently raised his chin at 45 degrees, and glanced at the mirror from the corner of his eyes.

good!

perfect!

How can Midea make me bear to continue to take the melancholy route?

Although it seems pretty good to have a strong and miserable character, but!

Feng Zhao thought about it seriously, and felt that he still didn't want to be miserable. After all, after selling miserable for a long time, who knows if it will become a bitter face?So let's be cold!

Isn't it just money?

There will be some...

Finally bald?

A strong red light burst out of Feng Zhao's eyes, and when he realized it, it was fleeting again. He touched the top of his head and raised his chin. After repeating this over and over again, he silently took out the Put on a hat and put it on.

There will be hair too!

First, let's go buy a short haircut... ummm?short hair?

long hair?

short hair!

long hair!

Feng Zhao's glass-colored eyes were shining brightly, and his two long legs took a few steps like flying. He suddenly thought of something and looked at himself in the glasses, especially his clothes...

Three minutes later, the completely new Feng Zhao was like a gust of wind blowing out of the room and out of the small courtyard. Before Feng Wu finally made up his mind to call him back, he only said "I'm going to find Song Zhiran", and his shadow disappeared. gone.

Feng Wu: "..." Inexplicably, I realized what the mother-in-law's anger was all about?

Huang Mao tut tut: "Brother Zhao has a daughter-in-law and forgot about my sister, uh... No, I have a husband... Ouch! Sister Feng Wu!"

Feng Wu looked at Huang Mao, flexed her fingers, and knocked hard again, "Shut up if you can't speak! Go practice!"

Huang Mao pretended to be wronged and obedient and went back to his room to practice, but as soon as the door was closed, he immediately dialed the communication, and the first time the communication was connected, he broke the news: "My brother Zhao went to find Brother Song !"