What about the good damnation and the good life of the Yellow Spring?

How come there is nothing?

Feng Haolin pulled Feng Caitian to himself, and then looked at her carefully from top to bottom, feeling more and more that what his master, the Tianji Daoist, said that one life for one life was pure nonsense.

He has not yet seen that the punishment of the human family is to transfer the punished person from one place to another.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

After a short period of suspicion, Feng Haolin began to rejoice that Feng Caitian was safe and sound.

"It's okay, it's okay!" After making sure that Feng Caitian was intact, Feng Haolin's blue and red face showed a relieved smile.

"Say, look at you, you're all hurt like this, and you're still laughing!"

Feng Caitian was also very happy to see his relatives again, but he had a straight face, and after glancing at him reproachfully, he took out the ointment from the storage ring and applied it to Feng Haolin himself.

The cold feeling immediately soothed the heat on his face, but after the ointment touched the wounds that had broken the skin, he couldn't help but grin.

"Ouch... Tap, tap......" Feng Haolin raised his hand in pain, wanting to touch his face, but he was afraid that he would touch it and make the wound more painful, so he had to stop his hand in mid-air.

Feng Caitian was speechless.

"You're still not a man, what is this pain!"

"Hmph, of course you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, your ointment is comfortable to rub on your face, but when you come into contact with those skin and flesh, it's like tens of thousands of silver needles are pricking, it's strange if it doesn't hurt!" Feng Haolin pursed his lips and complained with a dissatisfied expression.

What is noble, what elegant, what is unfathomable, in this one, Feng Haolin is an ordinary boy next door who longs for touches and care, which makes people feel inexplicably kind.

Lei Hongming twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, it was really hard to imagine that Feng Caitian, who had a black and vicious belly, would have such a useless brother. And Feng Yuexin and Shu Ya were snickering on the side, as if they were a little surprised by Feng Haolin's performance.

Feng Haolin shook his eyes over, "What are you laughing at, you're not afraid of pain." ”

Feng Yuexin and Shu Ya were stunned at the same time, and a mocking voice sounded outside the door.

"Cut, you're a big man who is afraid of pain, and you don't let the little girl laugh, do you want to lose it if you say it?"

When the words fell, Luo Yuxi, who had regained his youthful appearance, walked in, accompanied by the bright and moving Xuanyuan Wanzhen.

Feng Haolin suddenly dodged Feng Caitian's hand and jumped up from the side.

"Luo Yuxi?"

"Why are you here?" Feng Haolin looked at his best friend in surprise, and then caught a glimpse of Xuanyuan Wanzhen with a shy face, and couldn't help but quip, "Shouldn't you have already set a wedding date and come here to spend your honeymoon in advance?" ”

"You're a big-headed ghost," Luo Yuxi rolled his eyes, then sat down on the chair beside him without any image, and said angrily: "Just like you, I was arrested here." ”

"Uh..."

sounded the fierceness of the group of black-clothed people, Feng Haolin felt that there was also such a possibility, but it was just ......

"Didn't you get the admission ticket to the Demon Ye Wonderland, how could you also be caught here by those men in black?" Feng Haolin regained his composure and asked with a puzzled expression.

Luo Yuxi sighed, "You don't think that the once-in-a-century Demon Ye Immortal Realm only allows a hundred people to enter at a time, right?" ”

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