Regarding the origin of the Lock Demon Tower, there are very few records in Lin Jiuzhou Mountain and Sea Classic, and now that someone has taken the initiative to mention it, of course Yingluo wants to know.

Hearing Bo Fengzhi ask if he knew the origin of the Lock Demon Tower, Yingluo shook his head, looked at Bo Fengzhi curiously and said.

Originally, Bo Fengzhi planned to tell Yingluo directly, but looking at Yingluo's expression of wanting to know, Bo Fengzhi was also hypocritical.

I saw him raise his hand and take a sip of the tea in his hand, and after putting it down, he looked at Yingluo and said expressionlessly: "What a coincidence, I don't know." Pick-up"

Wow, are you kidding her? Ying Luo couldn't hold back in her heart for a while, and secretly scolded, is this really sent down by God to restrain her?

"You don't know, so you ask a fart!" This psychological gap made Yingluo's anger swell up from her heart all of a sudden

Compared with Yingluo's violent temper, Bo Fengzhi was not affected at all, his fingers played with the teacup in his hand, and he said in an innocent tone: "I know that you don't know, and the master's heart is balanced." ”

Ying Luo's teeth bit his lower lip, looking at Bo Fengzhi's underbeaten appearance, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "You dare to say that you didn't mean to?" Compensation"

"It's on purpose." Bo Fengzhi raised his head and looked into Yingluo's eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "What can you do?" ”

As soon as Bo Fengzhi's words fell, Ying Luo's fist had already arrived in front of him, although he didn't expect Ying Luo to start making a move without saying a word, but Bo Fengzhi was still very vigorous and raised his head back slightly, and easily grabbed Ying Luo's evil fist with one hand.

Bo Fengzhi turned his head to look at Ying Luo, and a cold voice spit out from his mouth: "The Void is so jealous of me, you think you are my opponent?" ”

"What will happen to people who provoke people who are too much more powerful than themselves, have you figured it out?" Thin wind eyes such as?? ヒ藳窭?? Mo file twist? Yong 艚舻mu (19) planing? Quiet? Thieves?

It seems that this is the first time that Bo Fengzhi has shown such an indifferent and imposing expression in front of Ying Luo.

It's just a raised eyebrow, and between his gestures, he descends into the world like an emperor, and Yingluo believes that there is a reason why the nihilistic son is so jealous of Bo Fengzhi.

This man can make a little temperament and make a little temper, but it really angers him, that kind of sharp and deep eyes with a cold ice blade, just one look, can make people breathe still and can't do anything.

But Ying Luo was not afraid, the expression on his face remained unchanged, he raised his eyes and looked at Bo Fengzhi and said lightly: "I know, so, I'm betting." ”

"Bet on what?"

The corners of Ying Luo's mouth rose slightly, and his originally cold expression softened suddenly, and there was a playful look between his eyebrows: "I'm betting that you won't hurt me." ”

When the words fell, it was too late to say that it was too fast, and Ying Luo's other free hand was propped up on the table, and a front flip rolled from the top of Bo Fengzhi's head to his back, and even the hand that was tightly grasped by Bo Fengzhi was reversed behind his back.

At this moment, Yingluo had the upper hand, and from the original state of being pinched to her backhand grabbing Bo Fengzhi's right hand and bearing it behind his back.

"What should I do if I lose my bet?" Bo Fengzhi didn't look at Ying Luo, nor did he break free of Ying Luo's restraint, but said in a very cold tone.

"I lost the bet, but I lost my life." Ying Luo's voice was soft and glutinous, crisp, and with a smile, it spread in Bo Fengzhi's ears: "But, if I win the bet, I will make money, won't I?" ”

"I have the final say whether you win or lose, you don't have a chance to win." There was also a hint of ridicule in Bo Fengzhi's words, mocking Ying Luo for being too arrogant.

"So am I winning or losing?" Ying Luo leaned into his ear from behind Bo Fengzhi and asked softly with a smile.

Yingluo is too small, but Bo Fengzhi is very tall, even if people sit there, Yingluo is only as tall as others when he stands.

Therefore, Bo Fengzhi's current sitting posture is the most powerful for Yingluo, if Bo Fengzhi stands up, Yingluo wants to clamp Bo Fengzhi from behind, it will not be so easy.

"Huh." The man's voice was cold, and that chuckle made Ying Luo's heart tremble slightly, even the laughter was really sexy, Ying Luo was a voice control, he couldn't help but shake his head, he was fighting, it was not right to be distracted!

And the use of bel canto meters is foul, and I almost fell for it.

"Very smart." Bo Fengzhi then looked sideways at Yingluo, at this moment, the distance between the two faces was very close, and even each other's breath could hit each other's faces, and his thin lips were lightly opened: "Ye really won't hurt you." ”

Yingluo's eyes flashed with a smug gleam, she really guessed correctly, so if she won the bet, she made money, didn't she?

But Ying Luo didn't have to be proud for long, but Bo Fengzhi suddenly got up, very fast, and maintained the state of being restrained by Ying Luo's backhand, but he was able to grab Ying Luo's hands again.

Ying Luo's eyes widened violently, and he asked dissatisfiedly: "You said you wouldn't hurt me." ”

Bo Fengzhi gave Yingluo an over-the-shoulder throw with a backhand, and Yingluo was not so simply thrown out by Bo Fengzhi.

And Bo Fengzhi also clamped Ying Luo's hands and didn't let go, so Ying Luo took advantage of the power of his arm to stabilize his body.

Bo Fengzhi didn't answer Ying Luo's words, Ying Luo didn't have the heart to listen at the moment, melee attacks are Ying Luo's daily routine, as long as this man doesn't use Xuan Li, Ying Luo doesn't believe in melee attack skills, can't she win against him?

After Yingluo stood firm, he wanted to break free from the clamp of Bo Fengzhi, but there was no way.

The hand couldn't be used, so Yingluo went directly to his leg and swept over to Bo Fengzhi's leg.

Bo Fengzhi seemed to have expected a glance, and before Yingluo's feet touched him, his feet were agile and agile and entangled with Yingluo.

Because I can't move my hands, and my range of movement is limited by Bo Fengzhi, I obviously feel very difficult when I use my feet to fight with Bo Fengzhi.

Yingluo had to admit that the current body was still too weak, so it wouldn't work.

Bo Fengzhi seemed to be practicing what he said that he would not hurt her, even though it seemed that they were working their feet, but Yingluo did not feel any discomfort in his feet and legs.

Although he felt that he was obviously suppressed, Yingluo just wanted to fight back, but he felt that his feet were soft, and his whole body couldn't help but fall forward.

Bo Fengzhi stretched out his hand to hug Yingluo's thin waist, and with a violent drag, Yingluo suddenly fell into Bo Fengzhi's arms.

But Bo Fengzhi didn't want to let go of Yingluo so simply, he took a step closer, directly pressed Yingluo on the desktop where the drawing paper was scattered, reached out and pinched Yingluo's jaw, and forced her to look at herself: "I won't hurt you, but I won't let you be so presumptuous in front of me, women must know how to learn to be obedient." ”

"Haha." Ying Luo seemed to hear a joke and couldn't help but laugh.

The man's good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his phoenix eyes narrowed, as if he didn't understand what Yingluo was laughing at.

"Now I'm sure you're friends with Evil Wind, and you both like to be nice." Although Yingluo was pressed on the table by Bo Fengzhi, his momentum was still undiminished, and the ridicule in his words made Bo Fengzhi a little frightened: "Why should you be well-behaved, be well-behaved and be bullied?" ”

"I'm not going to let people bully you." Bo Fengzhi said this sentence very seriously and firmly.

"That's what he said at the beginning, I didn't come back with a wound." Ying Luo also knew very well in her heart that she couldn't be blamed on Evil Wind for being abused by Baili Liuyue and Murong Bai, but Ying Luo knew that because she was not well-behaved and disobedient at that time, Evil Wind didn't even give her a turn, so she was taken away by Baili Liuyue and them.

"Why be behaved, no one is more reliable than yourself, only if your claws are sharp enough, you will not be bullied." Ying Luo's bloody eyes shone with a strange light, and her resolute little face was like a hedgehog that used her thorns to guard against others, and she would not let go of her defense against anyone.

"You don't believe him." Bo Fengzhi came to this conclusion from Ying Luo's words, this conclusion that surprised him, he never thought that his little boy would not trust him, although he really made her hurt, but he swore that he would never let others bully her again, again.

"I don't believe it." Ying Luo didn't deny it, from the time when the evil wind threw her off the bed and kowtowed her head heavily, Ying Luo didn't believe him.

But even Yingluo himself felt ridiculous, obviously he didn't believe him, but when he was abused by Baili Liuyue and Murong Bai, he firmly believed that he would come to pick him up, and he really came.

didn't believe him, but unconsciously relied on him, Yingluo felt that he was really conflicted in his heart.

"I see." And Bo Fengzhi's attitude was completely unexpected by Ying Luo, the voice was very soft and helpless, but just four words seemed to contain too many things.

Bo Fengzhi let go of Yingluo, the expression on his face was indifferent, his eyes drooped slightly, and the broken hair scattered in front of his forehead cast a shadow on his face, which was already unclear, and he turned around and left the room without any hesitation, looking at Bo Fengzhi's back, Yingluo seemed to feel an indescribable sadness.

What's wrong with him?