I never thought that this cute and cute little cute thing around me would have such a brutal moment, one hand is to put people to death, even if the whole process is splashed with blood, there is no sympathy at all, the current Ahri is like a different person, that back seems to be filled with a tyrannical atmosphere, and even Zhuo Wen feels a sense of distance and strangeness, in fact, Zhuo Wen They still underestimate their importance in Ahri's heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhuo Wen covered his chest and coughed slightly, the expression on his face was a smile rather than a smile, I was really afraid that this beaver girl would give herself a few slaps if she didn't hold it, Zhuo Wen now wished that she could forget the ambiguous thing between herself and her, otherwise one day she would grow up and know about men and women, I was afraid that she would feel that she was molesting her, in that case, her future would be worrying.

"Uh... What's that, can you discuss..."Seeing that Ahri wanted to kill the werewolf king, Zhuo Wen hurriedly spoke.

"Yes, yes, let's discuss!" Zhuo Feng on the side saw that Zhuo Wen actually opened his mouth to stop Ahri from being a killer, and he was glad in his heart, but he laughed at his kindness as a woman, and at this time he actually stopped his teammates from killing him, do you think that you are the Virgin Mary who saved others, and others will be grateful to you?

Of course, Zhuo Feng didn't show these inner thoughts, on the surface, he had already coaxed his tail, and his flattering appearance was as obedient as a pug, and he almost stuck out his tongue and licked Zhuo Wen's toes, as if the arrogant and smug appearance just now was just a cloud of smoke.

It's a pity that Zhuo Feng finally thought about it, the benevolence of a woman? Since experiencing the beast tide, since he killed the little wolf cub and the blood leopard mother and son by himself, Zhuo Wen's world values as a modern person have long been subverted by this world, and at this moment, he is no longer the one he had just crossed, and at this moment, he will only consider the interests of himself or the people around him. In this world where the weak and the strong are either you die or I die, where can he have the redundant emotions of a woman's kindness?

"That wolf king, can you leave it to me?" Zhuo Wen said, now that the werewolf has been completely deflated, if Long Aotian can take advantage of the fact that it still has a breath to suck its essence blood, then he will be able to get a complete beast king-level blood bead, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen collected so far on this journey, the only valuable blood bead on his body is the blood bead of a female wolf general, but unfortunately, when painting the second-order dragon Aotian, Zhuo Wen consumed this blood bead to add dark red blood lines to Long Aotian, and at that time, in order to evolve the needs, after devouring the male wolf general, he automatically digested the essence blood of the male wolf general, and did not feed the blood beads back, so it can be said that Zhuo Wen suddenly returned to before liberation.

But it doesn't matter, at the moment, the blood beads of this wolf king, I don't know how many times more precious than the wolf, if you can have the opportunity to make ink ingots, it must also be the best ink in the bamboo products! If you can get this kind of ink, you will go out of Xuancheng and Mozhou in the future, and you will have one more chance of survival.

Moreover, from another point of view, this is a two-headed wolf king, if you can read its soul in the merit book, it is estimated that it will be 780,000 or even 100,000 merit points! When you arrive in Yancheng, you will be able to exchange it for a stack of Yancheng rice paper and bamboo treasures.

"That person left it to me. After Zhuo Wen spoke, Liang Si also stood up tremblingly, stretched out his hand and took out the mobile drawing board from the landscape freehand painting scroll to prepare to paint, she looked at Zhuo Feng, among the teeth, a trace of blood slowly leaked out, overflowing from the corner of the thin lips, and the pale expression could not hide the deep hatred.

Hearing that Zhuo Wen's stop was not to let himself go but to discuss "sharing the spoils", Zhuo Feng was so frightened that he almost was confined to urine, and his face was as white as ice in an instant: "No! You can't kill me! I am now a celebrity in front of the head of the Zhuo family, I am in charge of the Zhuo family's foreign interpersonal trade, and the people in the imperial court are also in charge of me, if you kill me, you are against the entire Zhuo family! It is against the imperial court!"

"Oh, yes, this is really terrible!" Zhuo Wen heard this, and immediately laughed: "Don't worry, after killing you, I can find a way to blame the demonic beast, anyway, it is in the wild, and no one knows, the Zhuo family and the court will not do anything to me." ”

Zhuo Feng was cold, his heart was beating violently, he only felt that Zhuo Wen's words were very familiar, wasn't this the line he said when he wanted to kill the two of them?

"Heh! if you want to kill me, you will also have to pay the price!" Zhuo Feng knew that he had no way to live, so he couldn't help laughing hysterically, and as soon as he untied the freehand painting scroll of the landscape on his waist, all of a sudden, almost more than a hundred paper cranes flew out, which turned out to be the method used by his grandfather when he rebelled at that time, "Paper Crane Group Book", in the words of white dots, it was a group text message.

"Don't think that I can't deal with you if I'm dead, these more than 100 people have a deep friendship with me, there will always be one who will avenge me, and I will wait for you in hell!" Zhuo Feng's expression was hideous, and he wanted to pull Zhuo Wen Liang Si on his back before he died, but unfortunately, his plan was about to fail.

"Forget it, that kind of place, you should go by yourself, we won't accompany you. But seeing that Zhuo Wen was not nervous, he gave Ahri a look, the latter nodded, and reached out with his bare hand, and suddenly his sleeves slipped off, revealing a white wrist, but seeing her pointing to the sky, there was no wind around her, and the fallen leaves were flying, and in an instant, everyone felt that the entire space in Fang Yuan seemed to be shaken, and an indescribable pressure hit!

Under the shock of this pressure, Zhuo Feng could only watch as all the paper cranes that were originally flying high fell, like birds falling to the bottom of the valley, more than a hundred paper cranes struggled on the ground a few times, and then turned into ashes... Suddenly, a smug face turned into despair...

Do you want to put a paper crane in front of a strong man at the level of the beastmaster? Are you the air when you are a human being? Zhuo Wen smiled and made a "please" gesture to Liang Si next to him, it goes without saying that he wants to make people's heads.

Seeing that he had to be humbled even to death, this situation, Zhuo Feng's heart was about to collapse, thinking that he had calculated other people's lives, but he didn't expect that he would be Zhuo Wen later "use his own way and give back to him", he actually died in the means he designed, is there anything more aggrieved in the world?

Liang Si unceremoniously accepted Zhuo Wen's humility, drew a tablet with one hand and a pen with the other, and began to paint, it seemed that because her physical condition was not very good, Liang Si's painting speed couldn't help but slow down a lot, but she still didn't have a single stroke, although she knew that killing Zhuo Feng at this moment only needed a painting spirit of two or three feet of light was enough, but she didn't want to be so casual, Zhuo Feng was a shadow in her life, she felt that she should use her most powerful tricks to kill him to relieve her anger.

Zhuo Feng is painful, the most tormenting thing in life is not death, but the process of waiting for death, at this moment, for Zhuo Feng, he might as well be hacked to death by someone, thinking about this process of waiting, it is too anxious.

Noticing that Liang Si's situation was not good, Zhuo Wen shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking to himself: "This Nizi is still so strong, obviously the painting talent has dried up, just summon a finch to kill Zhuo Feng, anyway, with Ahri here, that guy can't run, isn't it easy to kill him." ”

Forget it, it seems that I have to help her, Zhuo Wen nodded, and suddenly said to Zhuo Feng with a smile: "Ah, I'm sorry, Brother Zhuo Feng, I want to borrow something from you." ”

When Zhuo Feng heard this, he was originally more sad than dead, but for a while, he seemed to see the dawn of hope, and he couldn't help but be happy and excited, and he couldn't wait to climb over and hug Zhuo Wen's thigh: "Borrow! I'll give you whatever you want, as long as you let me go, I don't want anything, I'll give it to you!"

Liang Si glanced at Zhuo Wen suspiciously, only to see the latter wink mischievously at him. Turning his head, Zhuo Wen smiled on the surface, but the words he said made Zhuo Feng want to greet his household registration book: "You have also seen that my princess's painting is gone, so I want to lend some on you and give it to her, so that she can draw the spirit of the sparrow to take your life." ”

"What kind of international jokes are you making!" Zhuo Feng can't wait to take a brick and slap Zhuo Wen's face, I've seen an angry person, I've never seen such an angry person, I'm going to die, can't you give me any dignity!

"I'm not discussing with you, I'm just saying hello to you in advance out of self-cultivation and politeness, as for whether you want to or not, it's up to you......" Zhuo Wen smiled, stretched out one hand, and a golden mosquito flew out, which was a power bank. The power bank can be digested by sucking one's own blood to become a painter for human use, however, not only one's own blood can produce a painter, other people's can do the same, such as Zhuo Feng, of course, the utilization rate of blood is definitely not as high as Zhuo Wen's master, but it doesn't matter, it's not yourself who is sucked anyway, right? (To be continued.) )