The place was empty and there was nothing, but he was very impressed.

Accompanied by the sound of landslides and cracks, they returned to the peaceful world.

The night sky is still ink-colored, vast and boundless, and the "spider" is already divided into pieces.

Tan Zhen, who was carrying Lantern Festival, suddenly stopped and vomited a mouthful of blood. The fishy and sweet red circled in his throat, and he clenched his teeth tightly.

When he received the letter, he wondered what kind of monster he had encountered and asked Ah Xing to write a letter to ask them to go back.

Unlike my brother, that guy Ah Xing has never taken them seriously.

If that doesn't matter, he won't think of Lantern Festival and himself.

While thinking, he moved quickly. Two "cough cough" sounds, Tan Zhen vomited another pool of blood.

Even if they are not humans, their blood looks exactly the same as humans.

It's ridiculous.

Is this red color because of the ten directions or because of the human world?

Both humans and demons have red blood.

But they, neither.

The cold wind in Jiangcheng was blowing, and Tan Zhen turned his head and looked at the Lantern Festival leaning on his back.

Without Brother, there would be no one. It was the reality he first recognized. But they were born from Brother, and they are different from Brother.

My brother is the only half demon he has ever seen.

Although half of the people are not real people.

Half of the monsters are not real monsters.

But no matter what, my brother has his own place to go.

Whether it is the human world or the ten directions, he has half of his kind in the end.

Unlike them, nothing is.

The rapid night wind slashed across the cheeks like a knife.

Tan Zhen slowed down.

That fox—it really deserves to come from the ten directions.

The real monster is not exactly the same as the monster in the story of my brother.

I have never seen a brother from Shifang. The monsters I remember are actually all insignificant minions, right? So, those one or two will easily die at the hands of the demon-eliminating master.

After all, it is not very powerful to say that the demon-removing master is powerful. Didn’t my brother have killed several of them when he was a child?

Tan Zhen grinded his teeth and put down the Lantern Festival.

If you cannot form an alliance, you are the enemy.

They couldn't wait for the fox to recover his demonic power.

Kill him, as usual, the best way to let his brother eat him.

It's a pity to think about it.

The foxes in Luofu Mountain are not little monsters that you can easily encounter anywhere.

After patting Yuanxiao's face, Tan Zhen shouted: "Lanxiao, wake up."

If there is no fox that is present tonight, but only half of the demonic power, it is really not to be afraid. However, why is the impermanence of Du Lingsi, the god in white clothes like a bean, want to be with the monster?

And the girl holding the god... Who is it?

Tan Zhen shouted twice, but Lantern Festival still didn't look like she was about to wake up.

Blood was still oozing from the wound on his body.

Tan Zhen reached out to cover her and sighed silently.

At this time, what came to his mind was all about the past.

The first face he saw in this world was Lantern Festival. The cute and smiling young man's face seemed to be not very smart.

Seeing him open his eyes, Yuanxiao grabbed a piece of horseshoe cake in his hand and reached out straight: "Will you eat it?"

He sat up and bit it.

There was nothing like "not wanting", "not wanting", and "no" in his mind.

The translucent tea-yellow pastry broke between his teeth.

Yuanxiao came up, her nose almost hit his, and she blinked and asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

He swallowed the horseshoe cake whole: "It doesn't taste much."

"No taste?" Yuanxiao shouted exaggeratedly and took a step back, "How is it possible? It is obviously fragrant and sweet, how can it have no taste?"

He frowned and licked his teeth.

Have he eaten such pastries in the past?

It seems that there is no.

But the taste - it seems to be sweet indeed.

In a daze, Tan Zhen saw Yuanxiao reaching out his hand again, and a hard thing was stuffed into his mouth by Yuanxiao.

Is it a stone?

He bit hard and the thing broke.

Yuanxiao asked anxiously: "How? How?"

He swallowed all the slags, how about it? What can I do?

Lantern Festival asked: "Is it sweet?"

He still frowned: "What is sweet?"

When the boy opposite heard this, he showed a terrifying expression of being struck by lightning and shouted: "Second! Come and see what happened to him!"

"Something seems to be wrong-"

The teenager's voice sounded a little harsh.

He sat on the bed and reached out to cover his ears.

Thumb, even though he covered his ears, he still heard loud footsteps.

Someone walked in from outside, opened his mouth and said, "Is it a guy like Ah Xing?"

"No!" Yuanxiao pointed at him and said to the people with him, "Look, he seems to be a fool!"

“…”

The room was quiet for a moment.

The young man who had just entered the door raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

He seemed to be in a bad mood, and the green shadow was as heavy as ink strokes.

"How could it be stupid?" He curled his lips, put down his hand, and glanced at Yuanxiao, "How could a fool have such a look?"

Yuanxiao was stunned, then rushed back to the bed, looked carefully and said, "That's true."

Bright eyes, black and white, look very clear.

"But if it weren't for a fool, why didn't he even know what sweetness mean?" Yuanxiao turned around and looked at the person beside the screen and asked, "Dragon, think about it, even when we woke up, even if we couldn't figure out the situation, we still knew about the sweet and bitter things, right?"

As the screen moved, the person next to him walked forward and frowned and said, "You really don't know what sweetness is?"

Tan Zhen shook her head.

He Wanwan's expression is ugly.

Yuanxiao said: "Look at it."

I don't know if it's regret or excitement.

He Wujin sat on the edge of the bed with a strange expression, leaned his head close to Tan Zhen, looked at it up and down, left and right.

"Wait, you don't know, what kind of thing is it?"

Yuanxiao was stunned: "I don't know, but I don't know, which one else?"

He Wujin waved his hand and told him not to speak. He stared at Tan Zhen and asked again: "Do you don't know what sweetness is? Or do you don't feel the 'sweet' when you eat, so don't know?"

Tan Zhen lowered her head slightly, and her long scattered hair fell down, covering his face: "So that's it."

Yuanxiao stood beside the bed and was anxious when she heard this: "Why is that so? What is it?"

Tanzhen said: "I don't have a sense of taste and can't taste the sweetness you said."

Yuanxiao said "ah" and jumped onto the bed, saying in surprise: "No! This is too miserable!"
Chapter completed!