Knot under the moon

Chapter 72

Lin Changfeng screamed like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "How can you burn my clothes!"

"Then I don't mind burning your body now." When Feng Wu said this, there was no emotion at all.

Lin Changfeng gritted his teeth: "I stole the red thread on your head, so please be more polite to me!"

Feng Wu raised her eyebrows slightly: "How can I call it stealing if I go into my house to get something?"

Lin Changfeng: "..."

He silently covered his body with the quilt, and was stared at by these two before he was married. Lin Changfeng was very depressed, and even his tone was not so good: "To be honest, I can't do it anymore, it's really hard to serve."

"Don't talk nonsense." Feng Wu's patience finally ran out, "Or do you want to be poached?"

Threatening people at every turn, he used to be gentle when he was an employee, but now that he knows his true identity, it is even more extreme, but Lin Changfeng really dare not disbelieve Feng Wu's words.

After all, he is a person who is so determined that he dares to burn himself, so there is nothing he can't do.

Talking nonsense also requires skills, and at the same time, you need to have a patient audience. However, the two of them in front of Lin Changfeng are very tempered masters. Don’t look at Xuan Jing who doesn’t forget to take a selfie anytime and anywhere. It’s very narcissistic, but he started Not light.

Judging from the fact that he dared to cut open his friend's chest without changing his expression, Xuan Jing was just like Feng Wu, there was nothing they dared to do.

Knowing that he has no human rights at the moment, Lin Changfeng organized his speech for a while and said: "Actually, I have no attendants at all. After you become a phoenix egg after Nirvana, I will occasionally drive the golden toad to that mountain at night, and take the golden toad Tie it to the peach blossom tree trunk and chat with him for a while. Over time, some little demons thought that there was an attendant beside me, and even Xuan Jing had heard of it." At this point, Lin Changfeng gave him a cold look , "I said no at the time, but you didn't believe it at all, and said that I must be hiding in the golden house, I'll hide my legs."

Xuan Jing spread his hands, indicating that they lived so long, and of course they had to hold on to the occasional little fun.

Regarding this, Lin Changfeng really rolled his eyes: "200 years ago there was a demon coveting my heart, I accidentally let him get away with it, and forced him to kill him and return to the fantasy world. Wu asked him to pick me up, but I didn't expect something to go wrong in the middle. I lost too much blood, and the exquisite heart with seven apertures that couldn't feel the warmth suddenly left my body."

Without this heart, Lin Changfeng is no different from a walking dead. At that moment, it can be said to be a close call. His mind is full of survival, and his strong desire to survive makes him pull his three souls and seven souls out of his body and wrap them around his seven orifices before Feng Wu arrives. Linglong's heart is no longer agitated after receiving the warmth from the soul, but it is still restless. In the end, Lin Changfeng could only grit his teeth and use it to reshape a body.

"It's just reshaping the body, why didn't you tell us?" Xuan Jing is also a person who is very good at finding problems, he yawned, and he is not particularly interested in the story so far, "Or, you can't trust us?"

Lin Changfeng looked solemn: "I am not, I am not, don't talk nonsense!"

Xuan Jing raised her brows slightly and patiently listened to Lin Changfeng's sophistry. Lin Changfeng's mouth was also very sharp: "Now that the world is declining, I am fighting for my life with God. He must not punish me? I have lost a lot of memory, even myself. I don’t remember anyone, but I still remember you?”

As soon as these words came out, the room fell into a brief silence.

Lin Changfeng was about to make persistent efforts to explain how he was in danger, and he suddenly heard Xuansu's yin and yang say: "I don't remember us, but remember to give yourself a cultured name, right? Lin Changfeng Two dogs."

Lin Changfeng: "..."

"Speaking of which, you took strict precautions not to let others know the name. If I hadn't picked up the stone in your yard engraved with the names and taboos of the old men and women on a whim, I'm afraid I wouldn't have found it." Xuan Jing's gaze was like a scanner. Slowly sweeping across his body, "I'm not interested in how you were plotted against by a demon. What I'm interested in is that you are the person you are now, which turns out to be the body of Qiqiao Linglongxin."

Lin Changfeng backed away repeatedly from Xuan Jing's naked and dangerous eyes: "I warn you, don't do anything to me."

Let's say that the three of them are friends, but Lin Changfeng has always been a bit shorter in front of the two of them.

The reason is too simple, that is, if you can't beat it simply, whoever is the best will be the boss.

Feng Wu snorted lightly, glanced at Lin Changfeng coldly and said to Xuan Jing: "Li Yangui saw through Xuan Su's illusion, I'll go back first."

See through?

Xuan Jing was only surprised for a second: "Go back, leave the door in my room, I can go back later."

When Feng Wu turned to leave, he glanced at Lin Changfeng inexplicably. Lin Changfeng felt like a stripped dead duck, and he had nothing to hide in front of Feng Wu.

As soon as his figure disappeared, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you so nervous?"

The scalpel didn't know when it returned to Xuan Jing's hand, and it spun around in his palm, and the afterimage turned into a flower shape. Lin Changfeng didn't feel guilty when facing Xuan Jing, so he would naturally feel more guilty. Confident: "Why am I nervous? I'm just afraid of being burned bald by the Phoenix fire."

"Let me tell you..." Xuan Jing sighed suddenly, with a strange smile on his lips, "Aren't you wondering how Boss Feng found out your real identity?"

Lin Changfeng really wanted to know, but from Xuan Jing's mouth, he didn't really want to know.

After a few seconds of silence, Lin Changfeng was still defeated by his own curiosity: "How did Feng Wu find out?"

Xuan Jing groaned, and blinked under Lin Changfeng's expectant eyes: "I won't tell you."

Lin Changfeng: "...haha."

...

After dreaming one after another, when he woke up this time, Li Yangui couldn't tell whether he was in reality or in a dream within a dream, and then had the same dream that made him die repeatedly.

The shock made him suffocate, like the feeling when he smelled foul air. After waking up, there were still countless cold sweats covering his forehead.

"Sweating so much in the air-conditioned room? What's the matter?" Bai Su asked with concern.

The last time I heard this sentence was half an hour ago, it was Su Liyue who said it.

Li Yangui didn't know if he was still in the illusion, he didn't speak, but looked at the back of his hand, the originally fair skin seemed to be slightly yellowed, not as scary as the old tree bark before he died, but it wasn't so Just be optimistic.

Apparently, the dream was intended to keep him living the nightmare of instant aging and being killed insanely.

Only this time, Li Yangui never wanted to save Lin Changfeng, who had his heart dug out. He sat motionless on the sofa, with the computer turned on in front of him, his pale face reflected on the extinguished screen, and the slightly blurred mirror image seemed to be Bai Su's face beside him was slightly distorted.

Bai Su looked at Li Yangui's abnormal state: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Unaware of Bai Su's killing intent, Li Yangui shook his head, enduring the irritability that slowly surged up from the bottom of his heart, he closed his eyes, and decided to see nothing.

Suddenly, footsteps coming from far and near came from the stairs, and Li Yangui opened his eyes abruptly.

"Boss, you..."

Before Bai Su finished speaking, his body was pushed away by Li Yangui, and he strode towards the man who was going down the stairs. The scene of Feng Wu poking his eyes and piercing his neck is still vivid in his memory, Li Yangui didn't give Feng Wu any chance to speak , under Feng Wu's slightly puzzled gaze, he suddenly grabbed Feng Wu's collar and pushed him against the wall.

Li Yangui was a little shorter than Feng Wu, but at this moment, he was as imposing as [-] meters!

Feng Wu's thin lips parted slightly, but Li Yangui interrupted harshly: "It's just in time, the source of my nightmare."

Holding Feng Wu's collar hard, Li Yangui pulled him straight to his eyes, his two eyes that were about to spit fire were burning with raging flames, staring at Feng Wu motionless.

Li Yangui was afraid that the phoenix would kill him unexpectedly, so he preemptively grabbed his wrists and pressed them against the wall before the other party had time to resist. The two covered their mouths and screamed silently.

Facing such a rude and rude treatment, Feng Wufei was not angry, on the contrary, he adjusted his posture very calmly: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do?" Li Yangui frowned unhappily, "Is my dream still making you jump in it one after another?"

Feng Wu narrowed her eyes slightly: "Your dream? Do you think you are dreaming?"

Li Yangui pressed his body firmly on Feng Wu's body, and nailed him to the wall tightly. After confirming that this person had no power to resist, he still didn't dare to relax: "Although I don't know what kind of monster you are, But Feng Wu will never kill me, so you'd better pray that I don't find out who you are, otherwise when I wake up, the first thing I do is kill you."

"I ordered Xuan Jing to do it." Feng Wu relaxed, looking at Li Yangui who was close at hand, he breathed lightly, "Are you going to kill me?"

You have to pretend to be Fengwu and play with him, right?

Li Yangui's complexion was ugly, and he said with a hideous smile, "I like you so much, how can I not bear it." The next second, his complexion changed, his eyes were gloomy and ugly, "But I like Feng Wu, shut you, a monster what's up?"

Feng Wu's eyes flickered slightly.

In fact, he could feel the repressed anger and fear from Li Yangui, he swept Li Yangui's sweaty cheeks calmly, and said in a low voice, "How long do you want to confront me like this?"

Li Yangui gritted his molars: "Wait until you don't want to kill me and I wake up."

Feng Wu said, "I won't kill you."

"What fart?" Li Yangui scolded, "Feng Wu won't attack me, but you will if you pretend to be him. Since I don't want to kill you who has his face, let's save it and continue to consume."

For Li Yangui, he was very aware of the strength gap between the two.

It's just that he is a mere human being, even in his dream, it is impossible to be endowed with superpowers. The only thing he can do is to preemptively kill Feng Wu's move to kill him. As for the opponent's countermeasures, When to resist, that is the other party's business.

If you can't beat it, you have to try first. Although he is usually afraid of these things, when it's time to work hard, he can't be a salted fish lying motionless on the beach.

What's the difference between that and waiting to die?

What's more, this is just my dream.

Thinking of this, Li Yangui felt Feng Wu's breath hit his face, there was a very intimate ambiguity, he involuntarily raised his eyes, caught off guard 'Feng Wu' eyes, as if looking into an abyss, sinking.

He clicked his tongue, regretfully said: "If you are really Fengwu, I will not waste this opportunity by saying anything."

Feng Wu asked: "What do you want to do?"

Li Yangui said, "Kiss you."