The soft voice was not small, and everyone in the restaurant heard it clearly, but no one reacted, and they all looked at the soft and soft in surprise, as if asking: "Who, gone?" ”

Only Feng Zirui stood up with a face full of surprise, stared at Soft, and asked urgently, "Soft, are you really gone?" ”

"Gone!" Softly nodded, raised his eyes to look at Feng Zirui, his confused eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had awakened something, "I have always had the power to pay attention to time and space, and it was past twelve o'clock just now, and his share was missing." ”

At this time, Nie Xiaoqian and the others finally came back to their senses, and their stunned faces showed unbelievable surprise: "Soft, a hundred deaths, really gone?!" ”

"Why are you so decent, just leave?" Zhang Wantong tilted her head, frowned and muttered, and reminded with a puzzled face, "Soft, be careful that you have been deceived by him again!" ”

Soft chuckled, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I'm sure he really left the inn!" After saying that, he turned his head to look at Feng Zirui, "As for why he left, this is a madman!" ”

"Madman, how did you do that?" Zhang Wantong turned her head to look at Feng Zirui, looking puzzled, "I remember that you have been sleeping almost all day long, and you haven't done anything, right?" ”

Feng Zirui raised his head triumphantly, squinted at Zhang Wantong, and said with a rebellious face: "This is called wisdom!" ”

Zhang Wantong rolled her eyes, she didn't want to deal with Feng Zirui, but she couldn't hold back her curiosity, and turned to look at Nie Xiaoqian.

Nie Xiaoqian herself was also very curious, and she didn't need Zhang Wantong to provoke, so she opened her mouth to urge: "Crazy, how did you do it?" Don't sell it, tell us! ”

Feng Zirui naturally would not refuse Nie Xiaoqian, and immediately explained honestly.

"Actually, it's a psychological tactic!" Feng Zirui smiled, with a little pride, and said loudly, "Our goal is not to kill a hundred deaths, but to scare him away!" ”

Saying that, Feng Zirui paused slightly, sighed, and looked helpless: "After all, with our current strength, it is difficult to even find out a hundred deaths, let alone kill him." ”

Hearing this, Nie Xiaoqian's heart moved, and she thought of what Feng Zirui said in the early morning: "Crazy, what you said before is true?" ”

"Of course it's true!" Feng Zirui knew that Nie Xiaoqian had understood, smiled, and nodded to confirm her guess, "In this case, we can only find another way and let the hundred deaths leave by themselves, and isolating the aura is the basic means!" ”

Zhang Wantong's eyes swirled back and forth on Feng Zirui and Nie Xiaoqian, snorted coldly and did not say anything mocking, and continued to watch Feng Zirui wait.

"Of course, there's no point in just cutting off the aura." Feng Zirui didn't pay attention to Zhang Wantong's expression, stretched out his hand to stop Nie Xiaoqian's waist, and said with a smile, "Next, it's serious!" ”

After Feng Zirui's explanation, Zhang Wantong and others finally understood Feng Zirui's so-called psychological tactics.

All kinds of previous performances have shown that Baisheng is a person who is afraid of death, but those who are afraid of death are often suspicious. And in the early morning, Feng Zirui's various words and reactions showed that he had other means, even if Feng Zirui did not defend himself in every possible way, but it was precisely because of this reaction that Nie Xiaoqian and the others believed that Feng Zirui had a secret hand.

In this way, Nie Xiaoqian and the others were deceived by Feng Zirui, and it was not surprising that they fell into the trap with a hundred deaths.

Under the unpredictable fear and threat of his life, it became a matter of course that Hundred Death chose to leave.

After realizing everything, Zhang Wantong and the others, whose heartstrings had been tight, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person became relaxed, and the corners of their mouths were filled with bright smiles.

"So, now we can sleep in peace, right?" After a whole day, Zhang Wantong felt that her spirit was about to run out, and at this moment she finally let go of the big stone in her heart, and tiredness suddenly surged into her heart like a tidal wave, Zhang Wantong couldn't wait to lie down on the sofa immediately and sleep well.

Feng Zirui laughed a few times, hugged Nie Xiaoqian and walked out: "Yes, everyone sleeps!" ”

The cheers suddenly resounded in the restaurant, and in the blink of an eye, the huge restaurant instantly became empty, and everyone disappeared without a trace.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, Feng Ziru couldn't sleep well, and was picked up from the bed by Nie Xiaoqian early in the morning, and dragged him to practice.

After practicing all morning, it wasn't until Zhang Wantong came over to shout for breakfast that Feng Zirui got rid of his boring meditation.

"Crazy, this is what Qingyou asked me to give back to you!" As soon as he entered the restaurant, Feng Zirui saw Nie Xiaoqian walking over holding a tortoise shell in one hand and an iron piece in the other.

Feng Zirui was slightly stunned, and immediately realized that this tortoise shell and iron piece were all defensive magic weapons that were thrown at the inn by a hundred deaths. Previously, in order to find the hundred deaths who had escaped, the two magic weapons were handed over to Xu Qingyou, and he forgot to come back after searching yesterday.

"You take it, let me do it, I can't use it well!" Feng Zirui shook his head, rejected the tortoise shell and iron piece, stared at Nie Xiaoqian, and said with a smile, "Good steel must be used on the blade, and they can only exert the greatest effect when they are placed on you!" ”

Saying that he didn't give Nie Xiaoqian a chance to refuse, Feng Zirui reached out again and grabbed Nie Xiaoqian's soft treachery, and said affectionately: "Xiaoqian, I'm still waiting for you to protect us!" ”

"Gross! I want to throw up! As soon as Feng Zirui's words fell, an exaggerated vomiting sound came, interrupting Feng Zirui and Nie Xiaoqian, who were looking at each other enthusiastically.

Nie Xiaoqian's face was flushed, she quietly withdrew her hand, put away the tortoise shell and iron piece, took a step back and stood aside, and posed as if I was a stranger.

Feng Zirui was not polite, glared at Zhang Wantong who spoke out angrily, and said hatefully: "If you want to vomit, go far, don't pollute the beautiful environment of our inn!" ”

Zhang Wantong was not stunned by Feng Zirui, and simply vomited nauseously a few times.

Feng Zirui said ruthlessly, but in fact, he wouldn't do anything to Zhang Wantong, seeing her behaving like this, he could only sarcastically say: "A good girl's family, I don't know how to check it, be careful that I can't marry in the future!" ”

After speaking, without giving Zhang Wantong a chance to reply, Feng Zirui slipped into the kitchen, and Zhang Wantong was so angry that he smoked.

After making trouble for a while, after dinner, everyone dispersed and soon began to cultivate again.

Feng Zirui had been practicing all morning, but now he really couldn't muster up the interest to continue cultivating, so after thinking about it, he decided to go to the Dragon Palace to have a look.

In a battle with a hundred deaths, almost all the demon beasts of the Dragon Palace have fallen, although they are all sober now, but they are afraid that they will not be able to settle down, if they do not regain the authority of the inn in time, Feng Zirui is worried that they will have different hearts.

After staying in the Dragon Palace for a long time and releasing the promised benefits in advance, in a large group of demon beasts thanking Dade, Feng Zirui turned around and returned to the inn with satisfaction.

At noon, as they woke up from their cultivation one by one, the inn, which had been quiet all morning, soon became lively again.

However, just then, a familiar and piercing siren sounded again.

"Someone again?"