"Wei Xun, come here."

Seeing that Director B did not go inside after getting on the bus, he went around and called Wei Xun's name to get off. Wei Xun raised his eyebrows and got off the bus without saying anything. The passengers on the bus had different expressions. Miao Fangfei and the others were a little bit

Unfortunately, it doesn’t matter when you pass the scenic spots, or between the scenic spots

Director Bing has always been very active in participating in discussions between passengers. Miao Fangfei had been pondering over the analysis before and wanted to work hard to express herself during the discussion. Director Bing’s eyes fell on her for a while, which would cheer her up.

Eat a few more bowls of rice at noon.

Now I feel like a student who has prepared his answer but the teacher doesn’t call him. I feel a little melancholy.

Tang Xiang and the others looked as usual. After so many years of traveling, no tour guide had ever participated in discussions with tourists. They were all used to it. Especially now that their memories had been restored, they were naturally wary of tour guides. Although Bingyi was very good, but

This has become a conditioned reflex. When the tour guide is next to you, he will be nervous as if he is surrounded by tigers and wolves.

Director B did not come up, but instead asked people to go down. This was similar to the previous journeys, but it made people feel relaxed. Only Werewolf Walker snorted and muttered like a complaint: "Oh, I smell the stench of the Joint Guide Brigade again.

, it’s really unbearable.”

"Who cares whether you can bear it or not? I'm not your tour guide."

Lisa choked, "It is rare for tour guides to connect with each other in the East District, and it is also rare in the West District. Although most of the tour guides in the West District are employed by the alliance, except for the butcher, there are not many who deliberately lead the group to destroy, so the relationship between the guides and tours is not so good.

Nervous. But with the employment situation, there are fewer real guides and tours connecting. After all, if the tour guide dies and the whole tour is wiped out after the connection, no one wants to take this risk. Hiring a tour guide can almost meet the needs of the journey.

On the other hand, there are tour guides who seek stimulation and deliberately connect with tourists, taking full control of their spirits. They act as sugar daddies and sugar mommies, which is similar to being a nanny. There are also tourists who seek protection on their own initiative and dominate under the tour guide's power, making some

Western District tourists are not ashamed, and it is difficult to speak in private

Listen, Werewolf Walker is particularly disgusted with this, mainly because their werewolf mercenaries have an alliance with the Werewolf Alliance, a famous butcher alliance in the West District. Both forces are dominated by werewolves, and they naturally have the instinct to cluster. Their relationship is better than other brigades and Werewolf Alliance.

The relationship between the tour guide alliance is better.

It's just that the relationship is too close, which makes people jealous. There were many rumors before that the werewolf mercenaries were wolf cubs raised by the werewolf alliance guides. One by one, they all accepted the werewolf guides as sugar daddies and sugar mothers. When they met the guides

The tail was raised, and there were even more vulgar and disgusting words. Werewolf

Walker and Blood Wolf Rex teamed up to destroy several brigade alliances and suppressed these rumors. Although they knew that someone behind the scenes did not want to see their two forces join forces, Werewolf Walker has since then become interested in various alliances.

The tour guides were very disgusted and rarely went to drink with Blood Wolf Rex.

Now that I see Wei Xun, a pretty good young passenger, getting off the car docilely when Bing Yi calls me, and remembering that before I regained my memory, I secretly wanted to exclude Wei Xun and compete with him for favor, Werewolf Walker is so disgusted with the cold that he can't bear it.

He kept jabbing a few words. Hearing Lisa sneer at him, he also sneered a few words, but neither of them had any intention of taking action. Although they were quarreling with each other, their bodies remained honest in their seats.

One is because the Devil Merchant was thrown into the car. Bingyi and Wei Xun who got out of the car were obviously going to travel around the world. Mental relief is a very private matter and there is no room for other tour guides. Werewolf Walker is a good face.

Big tourists don’t want to argue and make jokes to the tour guide. The second reason is that the rest time is short and mental pollution cannot be relieved by sleeping. Anyone who doesn’t cherish it is a fool.

Oh, except for tourists connected by tour guides. Their mental pollution can only be solved by using various precious props and repeated rest. I am afraid that Bingyi outside can dust off Wei Xun's spirit and it will take less than a few minutes. Werewolf

Walker felt a little sour and fell asleep noisily. However, in fact, the development outside the snowmobile was completely different from what the werewolf Walker thought.

Instead of calming Wei Xun's mind, Bingyi lost all his own pollution - mainly the restless and vigorous excess energy in his blood. Although Tong Hege suggested that Bingyi find Wei Xun, a fast shooter, to vent, but Bingyi

If he doesn't plan to do this, he has no interest in puppets. The parking lot is ice and snowy and has no style. The most important thing is that the time gate is too short and he doesn't want to rush here.

If you can't use this method to vent, then find another one. When Wei Xun got off the car with him, Bingyi kept communicating with him mentally, directly mentioning his recent slow improvement in strength, but not talking about puppets. An Xuefeng came in with puppets

He must be wary of hotels. Bingyi never talks about this openly, and rarely talks about it when he is spiritually connected. After all, the 'higher authorities' can reward him with a willow leaf light knife that can cut his spirit. Who knows if they can eavesdrop on spiritual conversations.

Although he didn't say it clearly, An Xuefeng was very wise. He knew it as soon as he saw the golden needle Tong Hege inserted into him. The two briefly exchanged a few words before An Xuefeng grabbed Bingyi's hand and held his.

He cut his fingertips with a murder knife behind his sleeve,

Suck the blood from his fingertips. In fact, heart blood does not refer to the blood in the heart. As the old saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart. Fingertip blood is also regarded as a type of heart blood. In many mythical legends, fingertip blood has the most yang energy.

, that is what is said.

Bingyi narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that the hot and unventable fire in his body gradually calmed down with the flow of blood, just like eating a bite of iced watermelon on a hot summer day, it was so comfortable that people wanted to sigh and groan.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Wei Xun. When they first entered the journey, they were almost the same height. However, Wei Xun always stood with his shoulders straight and his back like a green pine. His posture was excellent and his momentum was strong. He looked taller than others.

But later, after Bingyi awakened the extraordinary power of demons, it was like he had a second development. At least he was very tall when he was in the demon state. Although he has not turned into a demon now, there is too much energy boiling and surging in his blood, which makes him

From time to time, he has some auditory and visual hallucinations. When he is in a bad state of mind, Bingyi's body will naturally start to show some demonic characteristics, so he is much taller now, and he can be regarded as overlooking Wei Xun when he looks at him.

His time gate is shorter and his stature is shorter than him.

As soon as Bing thought about it, no matter how many shortcomings he had, Ah Feng did not ask anything or say anything, and earnestly helped him share the excess blood energy. He did not hesitate to decide whether drinking the blood would affect him or not.

Bing felt comforted in his heart. Although he thought rationally about Wei

Xun is just a puppet. Maybe no matter what happens, An Xuefeng will not be fed back to An Xuefeng, so he is so decisive. But rationally, he thinks that this is not just a puppet. There is definitely something special about being able to hide from the hotel and become a guest.

, I’m afraid it’s really closely related to Ah Feng.

It really doesn't look like a human being. The human mouth should be very warm, but B's finger felt like it was stuck in a snow nest. It was ice cold and had no body temperature, just like him. But it

It also looked like a living person. Feeling the slight movement in his hand, Ah Feng raised his eyes to look at him as a sign. His eyes looked at him from bottom to top, and there was a little bit of his blood on the corners of his lips. His pale lips were stained with blood.

The red color was so intense that it almost made Bingyi's blood, which had just calmed down, become hot again.

"I'll cut him in the heart."

Bingyi calmly changed his stance, and couldn't help but suggest that the blood will come out faster like this, how long will it take to suck blood so slowly? Although the tour guide's cloak is very loose, Bingyi is such a good-looking person and doesn't want to make a fool of himself at all.

.

'Don't move, it will be fine in a while'

Holding his fingers in his mouth and making it difficult to speak, An Xuefeng directly scolded him mentally: "Don't keep thinking about pricking your heart. The more you do this, the more active you will be."

Sensing Bingyi's mood swings, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: 'What, are you suffering from mysophobia? I brought a bottle of mineral water down and will rinse your hands later.'

If this was his true form, he would have bitten his upper teeth. An Xuefeng thought regretfully in his heart. God knows how difficult it would be for him to keep his teeth and tongue in place according to the rules and not touch Wei Xun except sucking blood. Wei Xun's blood is pure.

The energy that is so powerful that it can be called pollution is not only impacting and transforming this body, but also impacting his spirit. Now it is An Xuefeng's spirit controlling the clay puppet, and the pollution is naturally impacting his spirit, which is tantamount to relieving the spirit of the tour guide.

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Although this puppet's body is as impulsive as the old one, its spirit is unrestricted. Normal tour guides and tourists must be pure when they are mentally relieved, but An Xuefeng, who has eaten meat, can't help but want to be mentally rejuvenated.

He and his body are all pulling towards him. He has been here for decades.

He has been on the verge of mental collapse for many years after being sliced. Who would have thought that he would now look like an angry adolescent, especially when he heard Wei Xun talk about being heartbroken and thought of his return.

Thinking of all the secret relationships between him and Butterfly, An Xuefeng felt a twisted sense of urgency in his heart.

It was as if a wild beast was imprisoned in his heart. He wanted to seize every minute and every second before going to the battlefield to confine his partner by his side and vent his madness. Maybe he was already crazy when he sliced ​​himself into pieces, but An Xuefeng knew very well that he had lost his memory.

Bingyi is so suspicious and cautious, he carefully suppresses his dark and strong emotions and does not reveal any of them, and changes the subject.

But Bingyi obviously didn't think about mysophobia. Why was he talking to a puppet about being clean? After pondering for a moment, the hot and impatience of blood boiling gradually disappeared, and the comfortable and comfortable feeling of relaxation relaxed Bingyi's tense spirit.

, finally couldn't help but asked curiously: "How tall are you?"

'As tall as you'

Just like me... Bingyi thought about his height when he turned into a demon, and finally felt a little satisfied. An Xuefeng should be at least this tall. He couldn't help but jokingly asked: 'How big are you?'

‘Not very big, just as young as your brother’

An Xuefeng avoided the important point and said it lightly, but he didn't expect that there was an uncontrollable chuckle from the tour guide's cloak, and Bingyi looked very happy. Sure enough, no matter what happened to his brother, it would be no big deal. An Xuefeng

I thought about it easily and couldn't help but smile when I saw how happy he was.

So honest, he answered such flirtatious words so seriously, Ah Feng must be a virgin. Bingyi couldn't help but laugh and thought with satisfaction, as if his mysophobia was satisfied, his heart was more tolerant towards Ah Feng, the virgin time gate

It's normal to be short, and you can always exercise in the future. But in terms of age... Although he doesn't remember much about his brother, Bingyi vaguely remembers that there is a big age difference between him and his brother, so A Feng must be in his thirties?

Still a virgin in his thirties... Bingyi's expression was a little subtle. He had doubted his brother at the time, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried now, but this can be verified later. As long as they can leave Iceland alive, they will always have a lot of time together.

Door.

"alright."

An Xuefeng let go and took out a bottle of mineral water for Bingyi to wash his hands. The mental relief from the joint tour guide was always very fast. He cleaned up all the pollution in Bingyi's mind and the pollution in his blood.

Absorbed them all. An Xuefeng clearly felt the surge in 'strength'. The puppet transformed after possessing a large amount of C-1 blood. The connection between the two became closer and closer, but it also became more hidden and difficult for others to detect.

An Xuefeng could even vaguely feel that the title Wei Xun possessed and the power of awakening in the body were almost all possessed by this puppet. It could be said to be an increasingly perfect half body. If the puppet's wrist was opened at this moment, it could even flow out with Wei Xun.

Almost the same blood. The specific changes will have to be carefully checked by Zhang Xingzang after he returns. Now An Xuefeng estimates that Wei Xun's improvement in strength will also lead to an increase in the puppet's strength. It will be enough to deal with the entire warm-up match.

"Thank you."

Bingyi felt the calming blood and felt satisfied. He whispered to Wei Xun about the tooth hunter. Although the tooth hunter was always by the side when Bingyi and b1 went to pick up the tickets, but after picking up the tickets,

The fang hunter was called away by an Icelandic native. It was Bingyi who kept him for a while after talking about Fenrir wolf, but after saying that, the fang hunter left again, obviously something was wrong.

"Do you suspect that the rune tablets are all on him and he wants to pass them on to others?"

An Xuefeng and Bingyi have the same mind and know what he is thinking.

"It depends on how much he listens to what I said."

Bingyi smiled. Of course he suspected that Miranda and the three rune tablets were in the hands of the fang hunter. It was precisely because of this that he got out of the car and used the Fenrir wolf to lure the fang hunter before he acted alone. Rune

The character tablets were important to him, not only because they related to wisdom authority, but Bingyi also had no idea of ​​stalking the fang hunter.

If the fang hunter really wants to hand over to Odin and other gods, will he follow the sheep into the tiger's mouth rashly? It's better to bet on the importance of Fenrir wolf to the fang hunter. Even if the bet loses, it doesn't matter. Most of the slates are currently

In Bingyi's hands, based on his knowledge of Odin, this cunning god will most likely choose to use those three stone slabs as bait to fish instead of taking them away directly - doesn't this prove that he is worried about Loki?
To be continued...