Chapter 73

After returning to the dormitory, the first thing Cen Xun did was to throw the coal bird into the bathroom and rinse it with the shower head. The bird hid at first, but later gave up struggling and stood still in the shower water. No matter how Cen Xun washed it, it remained motionless, as if it had become a lifeless stone sculpture.

While cleaning, Cen Xun turned over his feathers and took a look.

The energy of the defense net can easily kill low-level followers, but it should be far from fatal to Feng Jihan.

Therefore, when Cen Xun found that Feng Jihan's feathers were only blown black and there were no major injuries on his body, he was not too surprised.

The dirty water mixed with burnt ash flowed into the sewer. The originally black feathers remained black, but the white feathers did not completely return to their original state. Not only did they become gray, but the ends of the down feathers also curled up, making them look particularly rough.

The bird turned its head and tried to use its beak to comb its messy feathers, but no matter how it combed, it couldn't press down the curled parts, so it became even more withdrawn.

Cen Xun tugged at his long tail feathers. "Don't pretend. You're not injured. Why are you so withdrawn? Do you still have image concerns?"

Niao Youyou glanced at him, and walked out with wet feathers. Cen Xun followed slowly. When he walked out of the bathroom, he saw Feng Jihan, who was dripping with water, opening the cabinet door and rummaging through his wardrobe without any hesitation. He found a blue towel from somewhere and covered his head with it.

Feng Jihan wiped the water off his long silver hair, his face cold and indifferent: "Where are those crazy fans you mentioned? I'll treat them and leave."

"They're all over the school. How can you expect me to find them for you in a short time?" Cen Xun walked to his side and scanned his body calmly.

Feng Jihan seemed to have come in a hurry today, wearing only a simple white shirt and gray pants. Upon closer inspection, the V-neck long-sleeved shirt seemed to have very light light blue stripes on it, a bit like a hospital gown?

When wetted by water, the fabric adheres tightly to the skin and flesh, clearly outlining the direction of the muscles.

Feng Jihan didn't know that he looked even more lustful with wet clothes on, his long hair sticking to his face, and a cold expression on his face.

Monsters are creatures of desire, and most of them only have an appetite for humans, but Cen Xun is different. Before he became addicted to the taste of human blood, under the guidance of Feng Jihan, he first tasted the human body.

Seeing Feng Jihan still wiping his hair with a cold expression, as if he had no idea how tempting his action would be, Cen Xun's eyes changed a little. He looked at Feng Jihan silently for a while, then said abruptly: "You came here on purpose to seduce me today."

Feng Jihan paused while wiping his hair, and finally looked at him. His emotionless eyes were filled with a hint of anger. "What?"

Cen Xun pushed him in the chest, and Feng Jihan staggered back a step, his back hitting the cabinet door.

Cen Xun took the towel from his hand and threw it on the ground: "You're using my towel and getting yourself wet. We've been married for so many years, why are you pretending to be innocent?"

Feng Jihan was so angry after being accused by him: "What's wrong with using your towel? I wanted to get wet. Can you please not always have such dirty thoughts?"

"You are not allowed to use it." Cen Xun stepped on the towel, stared at him, and said in a deep voice: "You are not allowed to use anything without my permission."

Feng Jihan pushed him away and curled the corner of his lips: "You didn't ask for my permission when you killed me, so I don't need to ask for your permission to do anything I want to do."

As he spoke, he opened the cabinet door again, took out a coat and put it on in front of Cen Xun.

Cen Xun said quietly behind him, "So, you really just want to collect my clothes, Feng Jihan, what's the difference between you and those crazy fans who steal my clothes?"

Feng Jihan: ""

Feng Jihan took a deep breath and tried to keep his expression straight: "The difference is, I can take it if I want to, and you can't stop me."

Feng Jihan used a little force and was about to close the wardrobe door when he was suddenly pushed from behind by a strong force and thrown into the wardrobe. Feng Jihan reacted very quickly and turned around, wrestling with Cen Xun who was bullying him.

The two of them were angry because of the lack of communication and some historical issues. They exchanged a few moves in the narrow space. Cen Xun's puppet thread was suppressed by Feng Jihan's godless domain and he could only fight with some boxing and kicking skills. However, Feng Jihan had received professional fighting training since he was a child, so he was naturally far better than Cen Xun in terms of boxing and kicking skills.

In the chaos, Cen Xun's waist hit something and he let out a suppressed groan. Feng Jihan, who was about to pin him down, paused and Cen Xun instantly found an opportunity to counterattack.

Cen Xun rode on him, panting as he pushed aside the clothes that were in the way in the closet: "Are you convinced?"

Feng Jihan leaned against the cabinet wall and said in a muffled voice, "I don't accept it."

Cen Xun wanted to say something sarcastic, but when he heard that he was in a bad mood, he stopped talking for the time being. He reached out to smooth away his half-wet hair, and with the help of a little light, he could see his slightly red eyes.

Feng Jihan has thin eyelids and fair skin, so when his eyelids turn red, it becomes particularly noticeable, like the blush on the tip of a lotus flower, which is very endearing.

"What's wrong?" Cen Xun's tone faded: "Were you bullied outside?"

Feng Jihan turned his face away slightly and whispered, "Apart from you, who else would bully me?"

Cen Xun looked him over for a few seconds, then calmly replied, "The mission failed, and you were punished by the Heresy Monitoring Bureau?"

Feng Jihan tried to push away Cen Xun who was sitting on him: "No, don't guess blindly."

Cen Xun stood still: "That's the research institute."

His movements suddenly became gentle again, gently caressing Feng Jihan's face, but his tone was as cold as a cone: "Did they experiment on you again?"

Feng Jihan didn't hide from his hand this time, but still denied it: "No."

Cen Xun moved closer and looked him straight in the eyes: "No? Then what are you sad about?"

The reason they had come to this point was because of their different ideologies. Since they had both accepted the reality, there was no reason for Feng Jihan to be sad about it anymore.

This person is stubborn and stupid. Once he makes up his mind, he will never turn back. He will only show such a fragile expression when something he cares about is shattered.

Years of getting along had already made them understand each other very well. Cen Xun casually guessed what had happened: "Those humans broke your heart again, didn't they?"

"Whoever did this, I'll kill him." He slid his hand down from the edge of Feng Jihan's face, and through a layer of warm skin, he touched his heart. He couldn't suppress the anger in his eyes and eyebrows: "Only I can break your heart, and your tears can only be shed for me."

"Why are you always so overbearing? You have to care about whoever is sad." Feng Jihan reached out and held the finger he was holding on his heart. He lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I can handle my own affairs. You are not allowed to kill anyone."

"You're not allowed to kill anyone all day long. Is that all you can say?" Cen Xun looked down at him and said with a hint of malice, "Repeater."

Feng Jihan was originally in a bad mood, but when he heard his words, he couldn't hold it back any longer: "You..."

He had just said one word when the rest of his words came to an abrupt end because Cen Xun lowered his head and bit his lips hard.

Feng Jihan was shocked and immediately reached out to push Cen Xun, but couldn't.

Cen Xun rarely closed his eyes when kissing. He preferred to take the opportunity to appreciate his prey's struggle and confusion. So Feng Jihan opened his eyes in pain, and what he saw was Cen Xun looking at him calmly with his eyes open, but his slightly cold hand had already reached under his wet shirt.

Feng Jihan's waist and abdomen suddenly tensed up, and it took him a long while to finally find the opportunity to speak. He hurriedly held Cen Xun's hand and said in a strong tone: "I said I wouldn't do it."

The long-haired beauty with red eyelids looked truly alluring, so Cen Xun coaxed him, "I promise I won't use the Fantasy World this time."

"Even without the Fantasy World," Feng Jihan firmly rejected the temptation: "We shouldn't have an improper relationship again."

Cen Xun hated his sanctimonious appearance the most and looked at him indifferently: "Then don't be so tough."

Feng Jihan: ""

Because Feng Jihan resisted particularly strongly today, it didn't work out in the end.

Originally, Cen Xun didn't have to do it. He just felt upset when he saw Feng Jihan was depressed because of others, so he wanted to make him cry.

Later, Feng Jihan was forced to say some soft words, and Cen Xun calmed down and let him go.

Feng Jihan's head was buzzing because of Cen Xun. After leaving the closet, he took a long time to relax before he could remember the important matter. "Where is your crazy fan?"

In fact, Feng Jihan had originally planned to quietly heal those fans and leave this time. He never expected that his whereabouts would be exposed by the defense network and blown into a black state, allowing Cen Xun to see him.

The more I thought about Feng Jihan, the more annoyed I became.

The bird gene incorporated into his DNA was very special, coming from a rare, extinct bird of prey. In this bird species, males had to be extremely good-looking to successfully court a mate. Being blasted to a black coal in front of their mate would be a catastrophic sight, and they would be pecked and then mercilessly abandoned by their mate.

In Cen Xun's opinion, this may not be a big deal, but for Feng Jihan, his self-esteem as a male bird has undoubtedly suffered a huge blow.

It's hard not to shut yourself in.

Coupled with the things happening at the research institute, his mood became even lower.

But after what happened just now, his mood inexplicably improved.

This bird is really weird, at least it's not the bird itself that's weird.

While Feng Jihan was lost in thought, Cen Xun wiped the water off his body and said casually, "Most of the freshmen are in class at this time. Let's go to the teaching building and try."

They went to the rooftop of one of the teaching buildings. Feng Jihan spread his black and white wings, and each feather emitted a faint halo. With a light flap, countless illusory feathers flew out from under his wings and flew spontaneously in all directions.

Cen Xun leaned against the fence and stretched out his hand to stop one of the flying illusory feathers, but failed. The feather passed directly through his palm without leaving any feeling.

Cen Xun looked at the palm of his hand: "Is this all right? No need to specifically look for a target?"

"They will automatically lock onto the person with the highest contamination value within the specified range and provide treatment." Feng Jihan retracted his wings: "Okay, I'm leaving."

"You want to leave before you even finish your sentence?" Cen Xun raised his leg to block him. The wind from the rooftop ruffled his hair on his forehead. "You really don't want to talk about the research institute?"

Feng Jihan didn't know how Cen Xun locked onto the research institute, even though he had clearly said it wasn't their name. Feng Jihan had to admit that perhaps their daily interactions had left such a deep impression on each other that as soon as he relaxed a little, Cen Xun could keenly find clues from his micro-expressions.

Feng Jihan did not deny it anymore, and only said: "There is nothing to say. The research institute has been conducting human experiments for a long time."

"It's just an ordinary human experiment, it shouldn't make you so sad." Cen Xun pondered for a moment, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Did they use ordinary people for the experiment?"

Feng Jihan glanced at him and said nothing.

Cen Xun understood: "Ah, no wonder."

"You can't stand this, can you?" Cen Xun kicked his trouser leg with his toes. "What's too much to bear?"

"Don't worry, Teacher Cen. I'll take care of it." Feng Jihan calmly took a step back and asked in return, "A Territory Lord has set his sights on Nightmare University. With so many wolves surrounding us, how can we tolerate this?"

"Well, I can't stand it." Cen Xun said lightly, "So in a few days, it will be their memorial day."

"When dealing with enemies, we must eradicate them completely and show no mercy," Cen Xun said slowly. "If I were you, do you know what I would do?"

Feng Jihan placed his hands on the fence and gazed aimlessly into the distance, as if asking him, or perhaps asking himself: "What would you do?"

Cen Xun coldly spat out a word: "Kill."

"Those who conduct human experiments will be killed."

"Those who don't value human life will be killed."

"Those who abuse experimental subjects will be killed."

"Until no one in the entire institute dares to disobey me."

Cen Xun sneered, "Only when humans die will they truly be honest."

Feng Jihan shook his head: "Humans are social animals. Various interests are intertwined and complex. A single move can affect the entire body. The problem cannot be solved by simply killing a few people."

He leaned against the fence and sighed, "I really have to go."

Cen Xun whispered, "There is no change without bloodshed, Feng Jihan, you have to learn to accept it."

Feng Jihan looked at him and saw Cen Xun's amber eyes looking at him deeply, as if he had seen through his thoughts.

Under his gaze, Cen Xun suddenly straightened up, walked in front of him, and suddenly asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Feng Jihan didn't react: "Huh?"

Cen Xun didn't say anything else and took action directly. He grabbed Feng Jihan's collar and forced him to lower his head.

Feng Jihan's Adam's apple rolled subconsciously, and as he looked at Cen Xun's approaching face, his iron willpower began to waver again.

Finally, he stretched out his hand with difficulty and put it on Cen Xun's shoulder. Just as he was about to push him away, he suddenly heard a buzzing sound in his ears.

Feng Jihan turned around and saw a drone carrying a camera slowly rising up. The black camera was not concealed at all and was staring at them.

Feng Jihan's head buzzed and he pushed Cen Xun away in a panic.

Before Cen Xun could come to his senses, all that was left before his eyes was a swaying, slightly burnt bird feather.

""

Cen Xun held the bird feather in his hand and looked coldly at the camera.

The drone flew away as if fleeing under his murderous gaze.

Downstairs, Tong Ming frantically punched the forward button: "Ahhhhh! This is too much! Run, run!"

However, before his drone could fly far, the image on the screen suddenly turned black. Tong Ming's heart skipped a beat and he knew that he was doomed.

Qin Xiu appeared silently beside him and sternly wrote down: "Dean Tong, you broke an unmanned camera. Your salary will be deducted by 100 yuan."

Tong Ming was furious: "What does this have to do with me? It was clearly the principal who broke it!"

Wusa quietly appeared on his other side, carefully took out his tablet and wrote another note: "Dean Tong secretly photographed the principal's private life, and his salary will be deducted by 10,000."

Tong Ming's pupils trembled. "What school rule is this? Wasn't there one before?"

Yaxu pulled up a page of the school rules and showed it to Tong Ming, "Unfortunately, I just got pregnant."

Tong Ming: “”

"Damn it!" Tong Ming cried out to the sky in pain and indignation, "I will always hate young lovers, forever!"