"What kind of fate is that? It's just a surname." Songhe said in a flat tone.
Song Zirui didn't say anything. He looked up and glanced at Lan Zhi again. He found that Lan Zhi was still looking at him with that look. Song Zirui suddenly felt uncomfortable all over. "You...you are not allowed to look at me again!"
"Why?" Lan Zhi actually wanted to pinch the child's face, but because Song He was there, she didn't dare to do it.
Song He said, "There's no reason. As a subordinate, you should be aware of your role as a subordinate. You can't question what Zi Rui says. All you need to do is obey us unconditionally."
"good."
Song He lowered his head and said to Song Zirui, "Now, I will take you to find your kind."
Song Zirui's eyes lit up and he asked in surprise, "Another one of our kind?"
"Yes, but I'm not sure about her personality. It would be best if she is willing to join us. If not..." He didn't say anything else.
Song He led the way, and Song Zirui followed behind him, complaining, "We're walking too slowly. It would be much better if we could find a mount."
Song He paused, turned around and asked, "Zhu Tianmiao, can you turn into a lion?"
Lan Zhi said: "No."
Song He said, "Then you are truly an unqualified subordinate. If you could transform into a lion, you could carry me and Zirui."
Lan Zhi: “…”
Good man, you two ferocious beasts actually want to ride on me?
If you think about it carefully, Song Zirui's true form is a turtle and he can't run at all. It would be better for him to walk by himself than to ride on it.
As for Songhe...
He is so handsome and has a pair of fox eyes. Maybe his true form is a fox?
Lan Zhi guessed randomly. The surroundings were flat and bare, very monotonous, without even a weed. There was no good scenery along the way. After walking for about a few thousand meters, she saw the shadow of a village in front of her. This village was the place where the ferocious beasts Song He and Song Zirui were "reincarnated". The two brothers took Lan Zhi into the village.
All the thatched houses in the village had been demolished. The villagers were diligently repairing the road, and some were carrying stones. All the villagers had a green mark on their foreheads. When they saw Songhe approaching, they knelt on the ground respectfully and said with pious expressions, "Welcome to the great evil master."
The murderer?
This name... sounds just like that, not domineering at all.
Lan Zhi complained silently in her heart and was a little surprised at the same time, because the eyes of these villagers were very enthusiastic, as if they were welcoming their god home.
Songhe didn't even bother to give them a glance. He walked back to his room without looking around and took out a sword. The sword was as bright and sharp as snow. Songhe threw it on the ground. Its size expanded rapidly, and it was more than enough for seven or eight people to stand on the sword.
Song Zirui's face turned pale instantly, and he asked with trembling lips, "Brother, you want to fly with a sword?"
"What else?" Song He asked, then added, "The journey is long, and Zhu Tianmiao, that useless guy, can't turn into a mount. We can't just walk there on our own two legs; that would take days. It's more convenient to fly on a sword."
Song Zirui protested, "But you hit me against a tree last time!"
Song He said calmly, "That was an accident."
Song Zirui said again: "The last time you took me into the river."
Song He remained calm and said, "You are thirsty, aren't you? I just wanted to take you to drink some water."
Song Zirui continued to bring up the past, "The last time before that, you flew me headfirst into the mountains on your sword. We both got embedded in the rocks, and it took a lot of effort to get out!"
Song He said: "You have thick skin and a turtle shell to protect you, so don't be afraid."
"The last time, the last time, you..." Song Zirui was about to say something else, but Song He covered his mouth with his hand, grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him onto the flying sword.
Song He said, "Zi Rui, stop talking. Stand back and hold my legs tightly."
Song Zirui curled his lips and became quiet unwillingly.
As for Lan Zhi, Song He arranged her to stand in front of the flying sword. If the flying sword really hit something, Lan Zhi would definitely be the first to be in trouble.
In response, Songhe explained, "As a subordinate, you should protect me from danger."
Lan Zhi was also a little nervous. "Can you fly slower? I'm afraid I'll fall..."
"Slow down? No problem."
Song He smiled, then he used his spiritual power to activate the flying sword, "Let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the flying sword shot out like a meteor in the sky.
Lan Zhi almost fell down. After all, the flying sword had no guardrail, and she was not the owner of the flying sword, so she could not stand steadily. At the critical moment, a pair of cold white hands rested on her shoulders, helping Lan Zhi to stabilize her body.
The strong wind blew past my ears.
"If you feel cold, I allow you to use fire to protect your body." Song He said. His voice was not as loud as the wind, but it was clearly heard by Lan Zhi.
Lan Zhi didn't bother to be polite with him, mainly because this guy's hands were too cold. The coldness was spreading from her shoulders downwards, almost freezing her into an ice cube.
Lan Zhi controlled the green flame to cover her entire body, and she finally felt a little warmer.
"Wow!" Song Zirui shouted, "It's a fire!"
"You..." Song He was about to speak, but his skill in controlling the flying sword was really not that good. The trajectory of the sword was random and crooked, and the flying speed was too fast, so an accident soon happened and it crashed into a towering tree.
The sharp sword pierced through the tree trunk and was firmly nailed to the tree. But a second before the sword pierced the tree, Song He had already grabbed Lan Zhi's shoulders and flew into the air. Song Zirui hugged his thighs and flew into the air together.
Songhe asked, "Has my sword-controlling skills improved significantly this time?"
Song Zirui said: "How can you say you have made progress? Didn't you bump into someone again?"
Song He said, "You did get hit this time, sure. But before, you either went into the mountains or fell into the water, and each time you were in a mess. But this time, I was able to get you out of harm's way in time, and I was able to use the flying sword again after I pulled it out. Both you and the flying sword are intact. Isn't that progress?"
"If you say so, you have indeed made progress, but you have overlooked one thing. This big tree is so innocent, but you pierced it through..." Song Zirui let go of his hand, jumped onto the hilt of the flying sword, and reached out to touch the tree trunk.
Song He controlled the flying sword to become smaller and let it fall to the ground, but Song Zirui's body was still suspended in the air. He pointed his fingers at the tree and healed the sword hole in the tree.
This is Song Zirui's innate talent, the ability to heal flowers, plants and trees, and he likes to be with flowers, plants and trees.
"We just need to climb over one more mountain and we will reach our destination." Song Hedao.
He enlarged the flying sword, and Lan Zhi consciously walked forward and stood in the front, but this time, Song Zirui said that he wanted to hug a different thigh.
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