After Bu Zhi left, Feng Ling immediately felt a repulsive force bounce him out of his original body, and when he opened his eyes, he had returned to the Black Lake.

The black lake reflected Feng Ling's real face in real life, this face was stained with blood, and Feng Ling found that the cracks on his face were obviously eroded by turbidity. In Feng Ling's observation room, the face in the lake grew into the appearance of the Heavenly Favor (that is, the player's face used by Feng Ling at this time), the scars on his face healed, his appearance became more and more stunning, and his eyes also had a look of light, getting rid of the dead fish eyes.

These changes are not done in a coherent manner, but in stages, such as changing a little and stopping, changing a little more and stopping......

Feng Ling's consciousness ball approached the reflection of the young player in the lake who was almost exactly the same as he was when he crossed over, and a thought that he didn't want to admit took root in his heart.

Feng Ling merged into the Black Lake again, but when the consciousness ball sank halfway through, it was stuck, and instead of being "crossed" into some memories, only scattered memory fragments surfaced in Feng Ling's mind.

Different times, different places, different moods

Encounter with Fuyuki.

It is obvious that the helpless fear of the way of heaven in the first act is gradually subsiding, and the back is more wariness and doubt about strangers, as the fragmented scenes pass, "self" is growing, and Buzhi is also changing, which can be easily found from the eyes and breath.

He gradually became the familiar cloth in Feng Ling's memory.

After receiving these memory fragments, Feng Ling felt in a heavy mood, and after fiddling with the lake water and there was no response, she went to find the next place where the picture would be projected.

But after walking for a long, long time, I didn't find a single picture that could be seen when I realized the Tao with a random lightning strike. Feng Ling was wondering if it was a matter of thunder, but unfortunately her pseudo-heavenly punishment could not be released casually, and it was not possible to simulate the previous situation now.

"It's a pity...... Feng Ling sank down, and looked around again, she felt that the time in the Black Lake seemed to be a long time, and as soon as she sent out the idea of going out, she felt that her consciousness ball seemed to be pinched, the black curtain was distorted, and she was taken out of sight in an instant, and when she was conscious, she had returned to the place full of spirit beast corpses.

After taking a look at the system, I found that the time was only a short moment.

His gaze met Bu Zhi again, looking at his light and soft eyes, a cold and indifferent but a little well-behaved and clever, Feng Ling had the illusion of being in a different world.

The previous Buzhi was a mighty iceberg lion that could not be looked at directly, and now Buzhi is completely a cold but cute kitten.

Under the gaze of Feng Ling's complicated eyes, Bu Zhi's face did not change color, and he walked over with a cold expression, like a noble and cold white ragdoll cat.

In the end, he stopped in front of Feng Ling, and his cold and sober breath enveloped Feng Ling, and because Bu Zhi was standing and tall, Feng Ling almost looked up at him, only to see that his expression was serious, and even pious, as if he was going to do something sacred.

Buzhi's right hand stretched out from the wide cuffs, his hand was slender and powerful, with beautiful shapes and distinct joints, and Feng Ling felt very pleasing to the eye every time he saw it.

Is it to hold hands? Feng Ling's fingers moved slightly.

But then I saw the cloth close, and then opened a little, and a light purple light came into my eyes.

Gathered in the palm of his hand, it was a firework made of lightning points, and every inch of electric light flashed with sparks, which was very dazzling.

The electric light fell on the waves set off by Feng Ling's eyes, and she felt the silent comfort of Buzhi, and the heart contained in it to carefully amuse her.

Really, obviously he is actually a cold person and doesn't understand gentleness, but everything he says, everything he does, and every expression he shows is extremely gentle to her, and that kind of youthful tenderness is irresistible.

It really fell on him.

Celestial Favor setting

Premise 9: You can touch your way.

Feng Ling did not resist the surging emotions in her heart at this time, and took the initiative to hug his waist under Bu Zhi's somewhat stunned look, sniffing the reassuring smell of his body, Feng Ling rubbed affectionately in his arms, and at this moment she felt like a bird that had been wandering for a long time and finally returned home.

Cloth gaze

With the top of Feng Ling's hair, he relaxed his stiff body due to being suddenly embraced, and withdrew the happy electric light in his palm, and he hugged Feng Ling very obediently and naturally.

The warm breath swept like nothing, Feng Ling only felt the roots of her ears itching, and she was obviously wearing layers of clothes, but Buzhi's hand seemed to touch her skin directly, and the cold touch made her instantly have goosebumps, and she couldn't help but shrink back.

But in the next second, his waist was clasped by a big hand, and with the traction of a force on his waist, Feng Ling stumbled down and fell directly into his arms.

Feng Ling's breath was held, the scenery in front of him was a blurry white, and all his attention was taken away by him.

The two bodies were close to each other, and the temperature difference between one cold and one hot made Feng Ling clearly feel the lean figure outlined under the white robe of the cloth. At the same time, it was closely matched with the warmth of Feng Ling's body, which also made Bu Zhi tremble slightly, so that Feng Ling felt that the hand on his waist tightened slightly, bringing a chilling sense of oppression and urgency.

A low, beautiful voice overhead: "Homesick?"

Feng Ling was slightly stunned, the two of them rarely discussed this kind of topic, and even Feng Ling kept silent about his parents and the distant world outside Xuanmeng.

Some people will never say how much they care, but the details of a few words will make him sense that you are in a bad mood.

Usually, he accompanied her without speaking, and soothed her inner anxiety with those eyes with soft eyes.

It was the first time he had asked the question explicitly.

However, this time is different from the usual situation, the emotional wind that should be adjusted has been adjusted, and the current emotions are completely from the person in front of them.

"Because of you." The light fragrance on the other party's body is demagogic, Feng Ling raised his head and looked directly into those eyes, his light eyes reflected his figure, the softness of his eyes was like an affectionate tenderness, as if in his eyes at this moment, except for himself, the whole world seemed to be a disorderly existence, "Why are you sad?"

Bu Zhi is obviously not an honest character, there is no expression that can show emotions, and it is not a talkative character, as long as she doesn't find out, as long as she doesn't ask, she likes to hide everything in her heart. Of course, Feng Ling also knew that the matter of Heavenly Dao told her that she probably had no choice, and Bu Zhi didn't want her to add to her troubles.

Heaven and earth change, one is prosperous, and one is lost.

However, she is no longer in such a weak state as before, and her seventh-level ability has entered the threshold of a high level. She was grateful that he had spread his wings to protect her, but she hoped that in the days to come, the two of them could walk side by side instead of hiding under his protection all the time......

She would rather one day be able to climb the steps he had walked on, standing in the same place as him, overlooking the same scenery.