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Speechless, in the blink of an eye, the sharp blade had already reached Feng Lin's Adam's apple.

Fang Sheng's hand didn't even touch the talisman, the knife had already reached Feng Lin's vital point.

For a moment, Fang Sheng broke out in a cold sweat. He looked at He Qi and frowned closely. He couldn't help wondering, is this the speed that humans can have?

"Brother looks so familiar, I don't know if I've seen it before, dare I ask your name?" He Qi raised his eyebrows, and said: "You are so handsome, maybe I owe you a romantic debt."

"Heh." Feng Lin didn't care at all, he hooked his fingers, and a stroke of black mist emerged from the clothes around He Qi's neck, and floated back to his fingertips.

"Below Fenglin." Facing the sharp blade, Fenglin didn't even blink his eyes, and he didn't have the slightest intention to hide, he was relaxed and relaxed.

He Qi on the opposite side was taken aback for a moment, then retracted his sword with a swish, looked at the mist on Feng Lin's fingertips, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "What a stealthy skill."

"Wonderful praise." Feng Lin stood with his hands behind his back, his tone was indifferent and alienated, he asked again in a low voice, "I don't know what your Excellency's purpose is after watching the play for so long?"

"Hey, don't look at me like that, isn't it normal for me to find out the strength of my future teammates?" He Qi raised his hand, put his arm on Master Fangchen's shoulder beside him, and stood there carelessly.

"What are you doing?!" Fang Sheng was immediately dissatisfied when he saw this, and he was about to push He Qi away.

"Hahaha, no problem, no problem," Master Fang Chen smiled nonchalantly, waved his hand at Fang Sheng and said, "For this trip, I have to rely more on your Senior He Qi."

Fang Sheng stopped, moved his mouth, but didn't speak.

It's hard to tell whether the other party is the real He Qi, but his unreliable look of being a bastard is too unreliable.

He Qi looked at Fang Sheng, swept the tip of his tongue around the inner wall of his mouth, and asked Fang Chen with a smile, "Your apprentice? Not bad, I helped that young master just now, and he was good at assisting, but his reaction speed was a bit short. "

Fang Sheng: "..."

Thank you senior for reporting!

"Fang Sheng is still young, take more care, and there is still a lot of room for improvement." Master Fang Chen patted He Qi's arm on his shoulder and said, "Didn't you walk the same way when you practiced swords back then?"

"Hmph!" As if touching He Qi's displeasure, he took off his arm and tilted his head: "Stop mentioning it."

Director Jiang finally recovered from the shock, stared at He Qi with his mouth wide open, and asked stammeringly, "This, this, is really, the He Qi I know?"

Seeing that Director Jiang's reaction was funny, He Qi leaned forward, sniffed his nose and smelled Director Jiang's body, raised his eyebrows and replied, "I'm the only one in the world, He Qi is the only one in this world."

Director Jiang trembled in fright.

What's going on here?The thousand-year-old seal was broken, and the thousand-year-old Tsubaki Luosong was bewitched, and now a figure who lived in the legend a thousand years ago appeared again.

His temple is small, too small to accommodate such a big event!

If a person dressed like this usually came over and said he was He Qi, Director Jiang would have slapped him out with a scratch, and he would have kicked him a few times along the way.

But this person was brought by Master Fang Chen. Master Fang Chen's status in the Demon League is not only supreme, but also extremely honorable.

When the old man was young, he helped the Yaolian deal with many difficult and mysterious incidents. After so many years of dedication, Fang Chen is the authority for the Yaolian.

Even if Master Fang Chen said that yesterday he beat the king of the Great Wilderness with drinking, everyone in the Yaolian would believe it.

"Why did we bring him?" Fang Sheng still didn't like He Qi's playfulness.

When He Qi heard this, he turned around and moved closer to Fang Sheng, with the hilt of his sword provoking Fang Sheng's chin.

However, the hilt of the sword did not touch Fang Sheng, but was separated by a layer of black mist.

He Qi looked at the mist, glanced at Feng Lin, and smiled.

"Because I have news of the fragments of the King's Power in my hand."

Hearing the word 'fragments', everyone present was taken aback, and all their eyes turned to He Qi.

Director Jiang moved his mouth, caught his hands roughly, and asked cautiously: "Excuse me, where is the fragment?"

"In the hands of a crane demon named Mu Ze."

As soon as the words came out, no one else responded, Yuanmei'er behind her gave a startled 'beep' and hiccupped.

Fang Sheng turned his head and looked at Yuan Meier.

Meier Yuan covered her mouth with an expression that looked like she was about to cry, but she uttered a vague sentence through her hands: "Mu Ze is also a thousand-year-old monster."

Fang Sheng was surprised, he had never heard of the crane demon Mu Ze.

Looking at the expressions of other people, they all showed the same confusion.

Director Jiang is too lazy to be confused, come on, all the thousand-year-old monsters, come on!

"Little girl, do you know He Qi?" He Qi jumped to Meier Yuan's side again, his steps were extremely light.

Yuan Meier stood with Dahua, seeing He Qi was so close to her, she couldn't help but hide behind Dahua.

Dahua protected Yuanmeier, clenched her fists tightly, tensed the muscles of her neck, and warned He Qi: "Senior, if you go any further, I'm going to spit hairballs."

He Qi chuckled unrestrainedly, took two steps back, looked at Yuan Meier, and said in a surprisingly calm voice, "Tell me, where did you hear about Mu Ze?"

"Mu Ze, the crane demon, has become a demon before becoming a demon. Since she was born, she vowed to kill all the wicked people in the world." Yuan Meier replied in a low voice, looked at He Qi timidly and said, "I read it in a book when I was young. .”

"Having become a demon before becoming a demon?" Dahua thought about this sentence, and asked in confusion, "Is it a demon or not? This sounds awkward."

"Not bewitched, it is said that he has been killing people since he left his habitat, and the level of blood is even more vicious than the bewitched demon." Yuan Meier breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "It is said that he was betrayed by a heartless person. That's why it became so cruel."

"Hahahahaha!" He Qi suddenly laughed loudly, shaking his head and waving his hands: "The things recorded by your demon alliance are all nonsense. Mu Ze has never killed anyone."

Dahua frowned, and keenly grasped the point: "Then he killed all demons?"

He Qi gave Da Hua a blank look like an idiot: "Mu Ze doesn't have blood on his hands."

"My grandma used to be the archivist of the headquarters of the Demon Federation, so it can't be wrong." Yuan Meier grabbed the big flower and pointed her head to retort: ​​"Her old man said that there are no fake files in the headquarters of the Demon Federation."

"Oh, even if there's no fake, there's no real one either." He Qi dismissed, waved his hands, found a stone bench and sat down, slapped the sword in his hand on the stone table, looked at Erlang's legs and said slowly: "The heartless man is It’s true, killing people is false, the crane demon Mu Ze’s search for the king’s power is mainly for his sister.”

"He still has a sister?" Meier Yuan couldn't help raising her voice: "There is no record in the file."

Glancing at Yuan Meier, He Qi didn't bother to pay attention to her, and continued: "Thousands of years ago, Mu Ze and his sister Zuiyue took human form and lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests. Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. His sister passed away. Mu Ze heard that the king is powerful. , left the mountains, looking for the power of the king, trying to save my sister."

"How did my sister die? Was she cheated by a heartless man?" Da Hua brain filled up a big bloody drama.

He Qi swept over with a sharp gaze, and Dahua immediately shut up, even feeling like throwing up a hairball.

"The heartbroken man betrayed Mu Ze. He saved his sister because he saved her sister. The two have nothing to do with each other."

"Mu Ze is a banshee?" Fang Sheng was also a little confused.

"Nonsense, Mu Ze is a man!" He Qi stopped shaking his legs, and drew a silhouette with his hands in the air: "He is eight feet tall and looks handsome."

"Then..." Fang Sheng asked again: "The heartbreaker you mentioned is also a man?"

He Qi chuckled, raised his eyebrows and replied, "Yes, he's also a man."

Oh~ everyone knew that this was the case.

For some reason, Fang Sheng subconsciously glanced at Feng Lin, and happened to meet Shang Feng Lin's meaningful gaze.

Fang Sheng was suddenly nervous: "What do you see me doing?"

Feng Linqing asked back: "Can't you see?"

Fang Sheng: "..."

All right, he didn't need to ask.

He Qi looked back and forth between Fang Sheng and Feng Lin, and laughed so hard that Fang Sheng's hairs stood on end.

☆、Chapter 13

"Then where is Mu Ze now? Do you have any clues?" Director Jiang brought the topic back on track in time.

"Yes, I have been chasing Mu Ze for hundreds of years," He Qi said lazily, pointing to the sky: "It's just, crane monster, flying in the sky," he pointed to his legs: "I'm a human, running on the ground Yes, I can't catch up with him, so I need your help, I want Mu Ze, you need the power of kings, help each other."

When Fang Sheng heard the word 'hundreds of years', he thought that this person was boasting too much, but since it was the name of 'He Qi', maybe he deliberately said that the name 'He Qi' was enough in itself. Mysterious.

"I only know the approximate location of Mu Ze, and I need your help for the specifics, and that kid Mu Ze likes to pretend, so it's up to you to tell him apart."

"It just so happens that I have prepared what you need." At this moment, Master Fang Chen reached into his bosom and took out a small black box.

The black box was handed over to Fang Sheng, and Master Fang Chen instructed: "Only you can use this thing."

The box was quite light at first, but when he heard that he could only use it by himself, Fang Sheng felt that it became heavy again.

The fate of the common people in the world, perhaps, lies in this.

The shape of the black box is an ordinary compass, open the cover, there is a golden light in the middle of the compass, the color is pure, swaying gently.

This is the power of kings that Master collected in his early years.

"What's that in the middle, a stone?" Dahua leaned over curiously, and saw something like a gravel embedded in the middle of the compass.

Hearing this, Fang Sheng looked again at the golden light in the middle, and after a closer look, he found that under the light, there was indeed a small piece of gravel that was inlaid behind it.

Judging by Dahua's expression, he must not have seen the golden light.

This is the breath of a demon.

"Fenglin, can you..."

Fang Sheng wanted to ask Feng Lin, but when he turned his head, he found that Feng Lin was staring at the compass in his hand, his eyebrows were tightened, his eyes were more serious than ever, his expression seemed to be staring at the compass in his hand. .

Feng Lin was immediately attracted by the golden light in the black box.

In other words, from the moment he stepped into the gate of the courtyard, he felt a very familiar and friendly force.

That small ray of light was like a ball of fire, which warmed him and made him feel at ease. There was a strange feeling of familiarity in his heart, which made him have a momentary illusion that that small, faint ray of light was more than His life is more important.

He had seen this golden demonic aura before, it wasn't the demonic aura of the king, but that of the half-monster boy in his memory.

"The wind is coming."

The gentle voice interrupted Feng Lin's wild thoughts.

Feng Lin raised his head, and had a pair of clear eyes on Shang Fang, who was still holding a golden compass in his hand.

Fang Sheng asked with his eyes, Feng Lin shook his head lightly, indicating that he was fine.

"What do you think?" The compass was handed to Feng Lin, and Fang Sheng pointed to the golden light in the middle and asked, "What is it?"

Feng Lin temporarily shook off the wild thoughts in his head, calmed down, and replied slowly: "It should be the fragments on the key. If every piece is broken like this, it will take three months..."

Although Feng Lin didn't say the whole thing about what happened next, everyone present understood what he meant.

It was broken into slag, three months, how can I find it back?

"Hey~ don't panic," He Xi said quickly, swishing the compass in Fang Sheng's hand, "click' twice, closing and opening: "The power of the king is a good thing. If you want it, others can't." If you want, Mu Ze started to collect the king's power as early as a thousand years ago. After 1000 years, even if you haven't found it all, it shouldn't be so lost. "

With a smirk at the corner of his mouth, He Qi returned the compass in his hand to Fang Sheng: "Sit back and enjoy the benefits of being a fisherman."

He said it made sense, and none of the people present could refute it.

"It's just that the king's power on it is too weak, and the range of induction is naturally limited. Only when fragments appear within a radius of three miles, the compass will respond. The closer it is, the stronger it is." Master Fang Sheng stepped forward and gave Fang Sheng explained, pointing to the pointer on it and said: "The monster energy above will flow and change, Fang Sheng, it's up to you."

Patting Fang Sheng's arm, Master Fang Chen let out a long sigh, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful."

Fang Sheng has no father and no mother, and lived with his master since he was a child. On weekdays, his master traveled all over the world, often seeing no one for several months, and Fang Sheng didn't feel anything.

Now that he really wanted to go out and make a living by himself, Fang Sheng felt sore in his heart, relying on his strength to keep surging up, and he was reluctant to part with Master.

"Feng Lin," Master Fang Chen walked slowly in front of Feng Lin again. He put his hands on the crutches and solemnly said, "Fang Sheng will be handed over to you. Please take care of him."

"Master Fang Chen is serious. The skills you entrusted to him are much better than mine," Feng Lin put one hand behind his back, with a smile that was not a smile, and his tone was deliberately aggravated: "Especially that phoenix fire, save me in time. danger."

Hearing these words, others thought that Feng Lin was praising Fang Sheng, but Fang Sheng himself knew that Feng Lin was testing him.

He was still doubting the absurd thing that Master imprisoned Phoenix!

Master Fang Chen stroked his beard, and smiled kindly and magnanimously: "It seems that you have already discovered that Fang is born but not good at learning, so I ask you to take more care on the way."

Master Fang Chen said "learn but not master", and lightly answered all Feng Lin's worries and guesses.

No matter what he is, learn but not master, please bear with me.

Feng Lin chuckled, sure enough, Jiang Hao is old and spicy.

Master Fang Chen went to talk to Director Jiang again, discussing who would go out to find the fragments together this time. Fang Sheng stood aside and listened absent-mindedly.

Feng Lin didn't say anything specifically, but the master anxiously used "learning but not good" to evade, and seemed guilty. Feng Lin didn't know the master, and he didn't know the process of Fang Sheng learning the talisman with the master.

Master Fang Chen would never give Fang Sheng to use any talismans that Fang Sheng was not proficient in and could not fully master.

The phrase 'learn but not master' can be used anywhere, but it cannot be used for Fangsheng's ability to use talismans.

Fang Sheng guessed that if there was a secret in the talisman, it would not have been flawless for so many years. Maybe the master did it on purpose to reflect his 'weakness' information, and hoped that Feng Lin would protect him more.

"Fang Sheng, Fang Sheng?"

"Huh?" Fang Sheng raised his head in confusion, and seeing everyone's eyes focused on him, he smiled apologetically and asked, "Sorry, I was distracted just now, where did I go?"

"There shouldn't be too many people. You can take away Dahua and Yuanmeier from Yaolian. They are both good and the most capable." Director Jiang was serious, with extremely serious eyes.

His serious attitude made Fang Sheng wonder if the person who blasted and vomited hairballs before was Yuanmeier and Dahua.

But, looking at the past, Dahua and Yuanmeier are really the only ones who can make a move in the Yaolian branch. Even if Fang Sheng wanted to pick, he didn't have to pick.

"Okay." Fang Sheng nodded, thought for a moment and then asked: "What about the headquarters, didn't you say anything about this matter?"

"Naturally, the headquarters also listens to Master Fang Chen. It's not too late. Go back and pack up and go."

Director Jiang stretched his neck, looked left and right, and asked, "Where's He Qi?"

The others also looked left and right. Just now, He Qi was still arguing, but now there are no more people.

"Don't worry, he will come." It was Master Fang Chen who spoke.

Leaning on crutches, the old man hunched his back and moved towards the gate step by step: "It's all gone, there is only so much we can do."

Fang Sheng held a shining golden compass in his hand, and looked at Master's back, feeling melancholy and stressed.

Restoring the seal and his and Feng Lin's life experience are all on it. Once they are on the road, they will never look back.

☆、Chapter 14

The crowd dispersed and made an appointment to gather at the gate of Yaolian.

Fang Sheng has nothing to prepare except for taking the talisman.

Feng Lin has even fewer things, he has nothing but himself.

The house has been tidied up, the broken windows can't be repaired, and the TV has been replaced with new ones. There is a medical bill on the coffee table, and a friend is waiting for him to reimburse him.

Taking out his phone, Fang Sheng thanked his friend for transferring the money, hesitated for a moment, and told Master his bank card account and password.

just in case……

He sighed, opened the closet, found his favorite clothes to put on, changed his clothes and came out, and saw Feng Lin standing on the balcony, looking at the lights of Wang's house downstairs, standing with his hands behind his back.

"Feng Lin, what was your last move against Xia Qing?" Fang Sheng also came to the balcony. He sat on the rocking chair and lay down slowly.

Feng Lin glanced at Fang Sheng, looked at the dark sky again, and exhaled softly: "Instinct, I haven't figured out what it is yet, but this monster energy can't be used as you like, there is an interval."

He raised his left hand, and the dark blue mist wrapped around it, and soon dissipated.

Fang Sheng understood that his skill still has a cooldown.

"Don't go around the bush, I'll just say what I have to say." Fang Sheng looked at Fenglin with clear eyes, and his tone was soft without any impurity: "After setting off, if you meet monsters on the road, don't hold back your strength. Fenglin, no matter you What do you think, what purpose do you have, five of us will go, and I hope five of us will come back."

"I understand your worries and doubts. While I am exploring my abilities, I will try my best to protect you." After a pause, Feng Lin continued: "But you must also understand that I have no memory, and I have no knowledge of the human world. I don’t understand, and you are the only clansman who is the same as me.”

These words were like a needle that pierced Fang Sheng's heart, making it uncomfortable.

On Feng Lin's face, he was still as calm as ever, and his body was cold and distant, as if he had seen through the world of mortals.

He walked to Fang Sheng's side, reached out and rubbed Fang Sheng's hair: "Don't worry, I will not only protect you well, but also give the common people peace."

Feng Lin's black eyes were smiling, and the slight arc of his eye tails made Fang Sheng lose his mind.

In memory, it was the first time someone rubbed his hair so gently, Fang Sheng couldn't describe the feeling, it was a little warm, but also a little crying, weird.

After Feng Lin rubbed Fang Sheng, he also felt a little strange. This scene seemed familiar. In his memory, he once treated that half-demon boy like this.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm also protecting you." Fang Sheng didn't know how to respond to this feeling. Fang Sheng sat up, imitating Feng Lin's movements, and stretched out his hand to rub Feng Lin's hair.

His hair is smooth and smooth, so nice to touch.

The two people's movements froze at the same time, and they looked at each other with strange eyes. An awkward and stiff atmosphere continued to grow between the two.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Feng Lin took the lead to withdraw his hand, straightened his back and said, "I'll go to the study to have a look."

Fang Sheng said "Oh", and his voice changed unexpectedly. He cleared his throat again and again, and said, "I'll call you when we leave."

Feng Lin raised his hand, went straight into the study, and closed the door again.

Fang Sheng looked down at his slippers, he wasn't sure, just now, Feng Lin blushed, right?

Patting the top of his head, Fang Sheng thought about what it was like just now, he seemed to like the feeling of being rubbed by someone's hair.

Forget it, don't want that.

Lying on the reclining chair again, Fang Sheng looked at the waning moon in the sky with his arms on his pillow, not daring to expect a smooth journey, but hoped that the final result would be as he wished.

In the early morning, Fang Sheng gathered at the gate of Yaolian with the wind, and when he arrived at the place, he saw that the others were already waiting.

Dahua was wearing a black vest and shorts, while Yuanmeier was wearing a sexy backless outfit. Both of them were thinking about their own convenience during the battle.

On the street lamp in front of the courtyard, He Qi was squatting, with a grass in his mouth and a sword in his hand, staring at the sky in the west.

Fang Sheng wore a simple white shirt with a light blue short-sleeved jacket, ordinary jeans and white shoes, and a canvas bag full of symbols.

Feng Lin didn't like Fang Sheng's current suit, because he felt too young. He played a dress-up game in the elevator early in the morning, changing back and forth, and finally chose the black formal suit that Fang Sheng wore at the beginning, saying that this suit was the most suitable. he.

Fang Sheng looked at his lineup, what kind of fairy combination is this!

Mr. Hua, the tough guy who throws hairballs, the sexy and naughty Ms. Yuan, the unidentified dress-up master with a serious style, and the weird and unruly swordsman He.

The task of saving the human world is entirely on their shoulders. Fang Shengzhen will interview the people of the human world, are you at ease?

"Let's go," jumping off the street lamp, He Qi pointed to the west and said, "Go to Shangyuan and find Mu Ze."

Shangyuan is a small island located to the west of City A, and you need to take a boat to get there.

"Senior, can you tell us more about Mu Ze?"

On the boat, Fang Sheng looked at He Qi, who was taking a nap with his sword closed, and asked slowly, "You have been chasing Mu Ze for so long, does he have any weaknesses? We can also target them."

"Mu Ze has no weakness." He Qi didn't even lift his eyelids, maintaining his original posture, his voice was low and deep, completely different from the daytime foolishness: "If I knew his weakness, I would have caught him long ago."

"Since it's not for the power of the king, why are you looking for him so persistently?" It was Feng Lin who asked the question. He was sitting by the window, dragging his chin with one hand and looking at the sparkling sea outside the boat.

Hearing this, He Qi slightly opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to have melted into the vicissitudes of a hundred years, not like a man in his 30s.

In just three seconds, He Qi closed his eyes again, and tightened his grip on Jianhui: "There is an old friend who asked me to give Mu Ze a word."

Feng Lin withdrew his gaze and moved to He Qi's face: "That's all?"

"That's right." He Qi said firmly.

"I don't know what kind of friend it is that made you pursue Mu Ze for so long?"

"The grace of saving lives will never be forgotten."

Feng Lin stared fixedly at He Qi for several seconds, with no expression on his face, then glanced at Fang Sheng, got up and went to the deck.

Fang Sheng was thinking about how credible He Qi's words were, when he received Feng Lin's gaze, he followed onto the deck without hesitation.

On the deck, a leopard demon was seasick. He was crawling on the deck like ooze, his neck seemed to be broken, hanging on the side under the deck railing, his eyes could not wait to see the secret, and his mouth would "vomit" from time to time , to prove that he is still alive.

Meier Yuan is also seasick, but luckily she has wings, so she can fly in the air with the boat, and when she gets tired, she will come down to rest for a while, and continue flying again if she feels uncomfortable.

Fang Sheng raised his head and glanced at Yuanmeier hovering in the sky, and then at the dying big flower, he shook his head in his heart, it was embarrassing for the two monsters.

Feng Lin was standing in the completely opposite direction to Dahua, holding on to the railing with one hand, looking at a certain point on the sea with his dark eyes, his long hair swaying slightly as the sea breeze blew it.

When Fang Sheng approached, Feng Lin took the initiative to ask, "How much do you know about He Qi?"

Fang Sheng took out the compass and opened it to look. The golden demonic aura inside remained at the middle point without any change.

"Not much, but I heard Master mention it occasionally. I used to think that 'He Qi' was just a code name. I never thought that one day I would meet a real person."

Standing on the edge of Fenglin, Fang Sheng leaned against the railing, looked sideways at Fenglin and continued, "For so many years, the name 'He Qi' is indeed worthy of respect, but the one in our boat, His tone is too loud, and his words cannot be fully believed."

After a pause, Fang Sheng asked again: "He said he helped the savior to give Mu Ze a message, do you believe it?"

"Trust," Feng Lin replied simply, "Since it's a life-saving grace, it's no joke."

Fang Sheng opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

"However, he must still be hiding something. The relationship between him and Mu Ze is definitely not as simple as passing a word." Feng Lin also turned sideways, facing Fang Sheng: "Walking and observing, there will always be a time to find out. "

☆、Chapter 15

The waves slapped the hull gently, making a slight noise, accompanied by the moaning of a certain leopard, which was inexplicably harmonious.

"That's right." Fang Sheng lowered his head and chuckled, kicking his feet on the deck: "In any case, protect the power of the king."

There was still some time before landing, Fang Sheng was a little tired, he stretched himself and said, "I'll go down and lie down for a while, thank you for your hard work."

Crossing Fenglin, Fang Sheng was about to leave for overtime work, but just as he took a step, the boat hit a reef and suddenly shook violently.

Fang Sheng hadn't finished stretching his waist yet, he was defenseless, the center of gravity of his feet was unstable, as soon as he took a step, he retreated, and his body leaned back uncontrollably.

Fang was afraid that he would fall into the sea, so he grabbed Feng Lin's collar in an emergency, and then his back hit the railing with a 'dong' sound, but it didn't hurt, it was soft.

Fang Sheng was wondering why it didn't hurt, and when he raised his eyes, he was facing Feng Lin's cold and emotionless eyes above him.

Feng Lin was caught off guard by Fang Sheng. While shaking, one hand subconsciously clenched the railing, and the other precisely placed Fang Sheng's back, imprisoning Fang Sheng in the space of his arms.

The distance between the two of them was extremely close, Feng Lin brushed his hair down a few times, and with the gentle rocking of the boat, he rubbed against Fang Sheng's cheeks, itching slightly.

"Okay?" Feng Lin lowered his eyes and looked at Fang Sheng for two seconds. Although his voice was as cool as before, he could still feel a bit of concern.

His eyes that seem to be able to see through people's hearts anytime, anywhere, and the slightly raised arc at the end of the eyes, always make him lose his mind when he looks at them.

Fang Sheng himself couldn't explain why, and he was not a big beauty, so how could he always make him dumbfounded.

"No, nothing." Fang Sheng replied, and found that his voice had changed, he cleared his throat and asked Feng Lin: "You too, are you okay?"

"No problem." Feng Lin smiled lowly, and in the short syllables, there was a bit of pampering,

The hand resting on Fang Sheng's waist was strong, and Feng Lin put his arms around Fang Sheng and stood up straight: "The sense of balance of human beings is a little weaker."

Fang Sheng felt hot in his waist, and his eyes wandered around: "Thank you."

After tidying up his collar, Feng Lin lowered his eyes slightly, raised Fang Sheng's chin with knuckle fingers, and looked at him carefully: "Why are you blushing?"

The next second, he seemed to understand again: "Don't worry too much, I said I will protect you, and I won't break my promise."

Fang Sheng opened his mouth slightly, and his eyes wandered between Feng Lin's pupils. There was pure doubt in his eyes, and Fang Sheng was inexplicably annoyed in the clear eyes.

"I didn't." Fang Sheng opened Feng Lin's hand and wiped his chin: "You read it wrong."

"save……"

"Also," Fang Sheng pursed his lips, emphasizing in a very small voice, "I'm only half human."

Feng Lin was slightly startled, and then withdrew his hand hanging in the air. He looked at Fang Sheng fixedly, and solemnly promised: "Your status is special, and I will definitely give you a complete answer."

"Help……"

"I will definitely find the answer, and I will also find your answer." Fang Sheng didn't know how angry he was, so he wanted to compare with Feng Lin.

"I'm back." Fang Sheng took a step sideways, wanting to go back to the boat to rest for a while. He had just passed Fenglin when he saw Dahua hooking one finger on the railing opposite, looking at this side pitifully, pitiful, huge , The thief is helpless.

"big flower?"

"Save... vomit~~~ life..."

The big flower was spread out on the side of the railing like mud, but just now when the ship shook suddenly, his 'liquid' physique fell directly along the gap in the railing.

Just now, one paw was hooking on the railing, but now only one finger is left to barely support it.

Fang Sheng stepped forward immediately, he was almost at the edge of the railing to help Dahua, halfway there, his foot slipped as if he was immortal, and he fell forward.

Hearing the sound, Feng Lin turned around. Originally, Hei Wu was going to save Da Hua, but when he saw that Fang Sheng was about to fall, Hei Wu immediately changed his position and wrapped himself around Fang Sheng, stabilizing his center of gravity.

In just a few seconds, Dahua couldn't hold on any longer. He collapsed from throwing up, and with his own weight, he finally couldn't take it anymore, let go of his hand, and fell!

Fang Sheng watched Da Hua fall into the sea helplessly. The moment he fell, in the leopard's eyes, besides mourning and despair, Fang Sheng also saw three words.

"What are you..."

Boom!The big flower fell into the sea mercilessly.

Yuanmeier in the sky had been quietly observing the interaction between Fang Sheng and Feng Lin. Seeing Da Hua fall into the water, she bent down and returned to her original shape. .

Dahua's head is less than two centimeters from the sea level, and whenever a wave comes, he will be slapped.

As the waves come and go, the slaps keep coming.

"Clap-pop-pop-"

Dahua hung her head down, the muscles between her cervical vertebrae couldn't use her strength: "Sister, should we be taller?"

Yuanmei'er carried a leopard as big as him, which was really laborious.

"No," gritted her teeth, Yuan Meier squeezed her words along the gap between her teeth: "You are too heavy."

Feng Lin steadied Fang Sheng before he came late to pick up Da Hua. Hei Wu cooperated with Yuan Meier and finally carried Da Hua back to the deck.

The wet Dahua barely stood up, shook off the water on her body, her limbs trembled, and her stomach felt extremely uncomfortable.

He huddled into a ball, nestled his ears on a part of the deck, whimpered, and looked at the blame.

"Big flower, big flower," Yuan Meier landed on the deck, flapping her wings to fan the big flower: "You have today too, let's see if you dare to bite my wings in the future? Well, do you dare?"

Da Hua was already shivering, but being slapped by Yuan Meier made her even colder.

With a flick of the long tail, Dahua said displeasedly: "Go away!"

Yuan Meier dodged easily, held her head high, and jumped in front of Dahua: "Hey, I can't hit it!"

After Fang gave birth to the deck, he went to the luggage area to dig out a set of clothes for Meier Yuan to wear, and took a bath towel, intending to wipe Dahua's body.

He passed by He Qi with his things in his arms, and found that He Qi was still the same, taking a rest with his sword in his arms.

There was a hanger next to He Qi with a coat on it, Fang Sheng wanted to get one and put some on for Feng Lin.

"Senior, please pass me the coat."

He Qi opened his eyes. He first looked at Fang Sheng, then squinted his eyes, and reached for the coat in the direction of his fingers.

Although the lights in the boat are not very bright, they are enough to see everything in the boat clearly.

He Xi stretched out his hand and hit the hanger directly, with great force.

He paused, and grabbed the air with his backhand.

Fang Sheng looked at He Qi, and carefully reminded: "It's a bit on the left."

He Qi stared at his hand for two seconds, then withdrew his sword again, closed his eyes, and adjusted his posture impatiently: "Hold it yourself!"

Fang Sheng pursed his lips, went around He Qi to get his clothes, and returned to the deck.

Yuan Meier took the clothes and turned into a human form, standing on the highest place to blow the air.

Da Hua still nestled in a corner, Fang Sheng squatted in front of him, tried to help him dry his hair, and rubbed his neck and head, hoping that he would feel better.

When it was daylight, the fog on the sea was getting bigger and thicker.

He Qi also woke up, stretched his waist and came to the deck, and he regained his unrestrained energy: "You are all very early!"

He lightly jumped onto the railing and squatted, his balance was surprisingly good, his two toes were on the railing, as if they were stuck.

"It's almost there," He Qi took out an apple from somewhere in his arms, and took a bite: "It's just ahead."

The others cast their gazes upon hearing this.

The closer it was, the thicker the surrounding fog. In addition, accompanied by the sea breeze, there were bursts of crying.

The cry of a child.

☆、Chapter 16

Fang Sheng began to think that he had heard wrong.

When the people on the deck heard the cry of the child, they were all taken aback. Everyone involuntarily stopped all movements and breathed deeply.

"Woooooooo..."

It was indeed the cry of a child, I heard it right.

The thicker the fog, the clearer the child's cries.

"Does Shang Yuan have many children?" Fang Sheng looked at He Qi who was squatting on the railing, and asked in a low voice.

"Perhaps that little demon was naughty and got beaten up." Jumping off the railing, He Xi threw the apple mustard in his hand into the sea, and took the sword in the other hand: "Don't you demon union just like to take care of such things? What's the matter, get off the boat in a while and ask if you don't know."

Fang Sheng wanted to say that he started to save the world on the first day he took up the job, and he was really unskilled in the business of the owner and the west.

The boat was still moving slowly, and the dense fog was terrifying. Fang Sheng and Feng Lin were almost standing face to face, but they couldn't see each other at all, as if they were stuffed with a ball of cotton in the middle.

Looking at the fog in front of him, Fang Sheng raised his hand and waved it, the fan didn't disperse, and there was no touch.

"I'm here." Fang Sheng's hand was held suddenly, followed by Feng Lin's low voice.

In the thick fog, Fang Sheng stared at the hands held together by the two, and could only see a rough idea, but his palms were burning.