In the small courtyard, the morning light is slanting, stacking the figures of teenagers and girls in one place.

Song Xiaoniang suddenly said, "You wait for me", then hurriedly turned around and ran into the house, and after a while, she ran out with her sleeves shrunk.

Bai Feng said: "To Sister Zhi, what is hidden in the house?" ”

Song Xiaoniang's cheeks were a little red, and she said softly: "The girl's secret..."

If Bai Feng hadn't known that she had killed her all night last night, and had rolled a few times on the edge of life and death, he would have really believed in her evil.

He laughed, "I seem to smell blood just now." ”

Song Xiaoniang blushed and said: "I said that it was the secret of the girl, and you still said it!" What girl doesn't have a sex affair? ”

White Wind: ......

Red Things?

If you have the ability, you open the door and let me see what kind of red thing it is, and it can produce so much blood.

However, Bai Feng didn't ask.

He was mainly worried about Song Zhi and came to see her.

Now it seems to be fine.

Song Zhi never wanted him to see her bloody side, and he would wash his hands for a long time when he even saw herself, just to wash off the blood on her hands, but the smell of blood on her body was too strong, no matter how she washed it, there was always a smell of nothingness.

Bai Feng was very curious, why Sister Zhizhi didn't use rouge gouache, so that she could cover the smell.

But on second thought, rouge gouache smells big, and for assassins, with this smell on their bodies, it will be easier to expose. Perhaps, this is the reason why Song Zhi does not use rouge gouache, right?

Is blood and death her most beautiful makeup?

Little Lady Song obviously didn't want to discuss this issue either, she raised her hand, and a jade slip slipped out of her sleeve, and this jade slip quickly slipped into Bai Feng's arms.

Bai Feng was curious: "What is this?" ”

"Didn't you ask me to find an introductory visualization technique last time?

I didn't find that, but I stumbled upon an introductory demon mastery.

You hold the jade slip with five fingers, and you concentrate on the time of the small half of the incense, and the spell in the jade slip will enter your mind.

This jade slip seems to be disposable and can only be used once.

You're going to use it soon, I'm running out, I'll destroy the jade slip. "Little Lady Song always adheres to the excellent literacy of destroying corpses and destroying traces, and burning them immediately after reading.

"Okay." Bai Feng was also decisive, and immediately put his hand into his arms and held the jade slip tightly.

It was cold to the touch, and within a few seconds it was scorching again.

This burning sensation is the burning of nerves, and a lot of information is pouring in from the jade slip.

After a while, a complete exercise came to his mind.

He didn't have time to look at the content of the exercises, but he secretly compared the difference between the jade slip and his prophetic beads.

First of all, Yu Jian entered his mind, and it was extremely difficult to teach it to others, because there were still some diagrams and strange spell pronunciations that could not be accurately communicated to others.

The Prophet Bead is different.

Secondly, Yu Jian's mind seems to be transmitting information through nerves, if you change to an intermediate exercise with a larger amount of information, you may not be able to stand it, if you change to a high-level exercise, you may even be mentally washed away, and it is possible to become a demented child.

The Prophet Bead doesn't care at all, it just copies and pastes the exercises into your mind without emotion and reason.

"Alright." He quickly handed the jade slip back to Little Lady Song.

Little Lady Song skillfully hid it in her sleeve again.

Then, she walked gently beside Bai Feng.

The air fell silent.

Bai Feng was wearing boots, but Song Xiaoniang was stepping on the clogs because she got up in a hurry, and the socks were gently separated by the ropes of the clogs, showing the appearance of small toes.

Bai Feng lowered his head slightly, looking at Little Lady Song, and his heart showed an indescribable calm and steadfastness.

If it weren't for the fact that he was only forty-six years old, and if it weren't for the fact that the crown princess was a little strange about his behavior now, maybe... He will work hard and passionately to pursue the girls around him.

However, even if he doesn't pursue it, he and her are still the most intimate relationship.

And now, he encountered the first hesitation, that is: since Song Zhi has begun to suspect that he has a relationship with the prophet, should he confess?

Frankly, everything seems to be fine, but in reality it can be very risky and uncertain, especially in a place where everyone is looking for prophets.

If he doesn't confess, it's not what he wants, and when the truth is revealed in the future, he will be even more shameless to face Song Zhi.

He was hesitating.

Song Xiaoniang suddenly smiled and said, "Xiaofeng, have you been practicing boxing recently?" ”

"Hmm!"

"That sister has a little trick for you, you have to remember." Little Lady Song beckoned.

Bai Feng understood and leaned over.

Little Lady Song whispered a strange incantation in his ear: "Moon Hila Doser ........."

White Wind: ???

"Remember?"

"Almost."

Little Lady Song continued to say softly: "Moon Hila Doser ........."

"Remembered."

"Repeat."

"Moonhill Dordorser ........."

"Hmm..."

"What kind of spell is this?"

"The spell to hide the martial arts beads, as long as you recite this spell silently in your heart before showing the martial arts diagram, you can hide your martial arts beads at will.

However, if someone whose realm is much higher than you observes, they can still find out what you are hiding. ”

Song Xiaoniang thoughtfully told him some details, the reason is: little common sense, you have to explain it clearly to your younger brother.

She had never mentioned anything about the Prophet, and she had been so skeptical and even sure last night, but now she didn't say anything, but was only teaching him how to hide.

Bai Feng suddenly realized, and he suppressed his confessional thoughts, so let's do it first.

...

...

In the afternoon, Bai Feng practiced boxing and fishing.

It was chaotic outside, but to him, it all seemed far away.

Feeling the muscles harden a little harder, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then took a medicated bath as usual.

Soaking and soaking, suddenly an inexplicable power that did not belong to him was additional, and this power made his already hard muscles more and more full of power.

At a glance, the source of this power is similar to the last time I used the "Gift of Revelation (Song Zhi)".

"It's Sister Zhizhi who has become stronger, so I... Benefited too? ”

Bai Feng was slightly stunned.

He had thought that the "gift of revelation" was a one-time thing, but now it seemed as if it was a permanent benefit.

As long as Song Zhi keeps getting stronger, he can also become stronger.

Unfortunately, he was not free to choose the object of revelation.

The target must be close enough to him, and now the only one who meets the conditions is Song Zhi.

At least the future is promising.

After Bai Feng bathed, his body relaxed, and no one cared about him tonight.

Sister Doubao's body is shouting in the distance, and I don't know what it's called, anyway, it should be a clone fighting, right?

He went to bed early, not daring to look closely at the beautiful pictures on both sides of the wall, closed his eyes, and began to silently flip through the introductory demon control techniques he had acquired during the day.

A strange black waning moon appeared in his mind, this is a symbol printed on the demon mastery, as if to announce the faction of the demon mastery.

...

...

The night is getting deeper.

The spring rain arrives late, infiltrating all things in the world.

The lanes of the imperial capital have long been empty.

And in a deep stagnant water, there is a terrifying appearance of a violent tiger.

The tiger was tall, four or five times larger than an ordinary tiger, like an elephant, its fur was snow-white, like a flame burning on the ground, giving people and a strong sense of oppression.

The tiger got closer and closer, and when it was revealed, it was a drenched, pitiful, and extremely weak black-striped white cat.

"Meow!"

"Meow!!"

The black-striped white cat walked step by step, making an angry sound, which was obviously just a cat meow, but it gave people the feeling of a fierce beast roaring.

After a dozen steps, it seemed to have reached a certain limit, and its limbs went limp, and it fell forward, and fell into the pool with a "snap", and fainted.

It was covered in sludge and looked dirty.

After a while, a white bean bun suddenly appeared on the street.

Bai Doubao was walking by, and suddenly turned his head to look, and found this dirty cat, so he picked it up casually, and prepared to take it back to the Dream Palace.

After all... Many of the cats in Limenggong were picked up by her.