"Ding-you are favored by heaven and have acquired the skill Faceless Man!"
"Ding - The gene is being determined... The thunder gene is 0, you can't use the skill Faceless Man... Ding - The thunder gene is detected to be max, the skill Faceless Man takes effect!"
When Feng Ling heard the system's mechanical beep, she frowned in her sleep and was about to wake up. Bu Zhi seemed to have noticed this, and his semi-translucent hands with a little coolness gently pressed against her eyes.
He said slowly, "Go to sleep, it's safe."
The unhurried deep voice floated into Feng Ling's ears, and the coldness revealed a familiar tenderness, which made Feng Ling's consciousness blur again. Her eardrums were a little numb, and when Feng Ling wanted to scratch them, she felt that there was more on her body.
A familiar cool breath came from an object, and Feng Ling vaguely knew that it should be a piece of clothing.
Pulling it and covering his face, Bu Zhiyin faintly heard a whisper like a dream, "Mom, I've fallen asleep..."
There is a white fish belly rising in the sky, fiery red rolling under the clouds, and a white light is faintly revealed. After sleeping until he woke up naturally, Feng Ling sat up from the sofa fiercely, glanced around with a pair of eyes vigilantly, and then patted himself.
brain.
She seemed to have slept a little too well last night. She had no dreams all night, and now she feels more energetic. Logically speaking, it is impossible to completely relax and sleep in this environment...
Feng Ling noticed that she was still covered with a piece of clothing, a familiar pattern of flowing clouds, and a refreshing and cold aura. Feng Ling immediately turned to look at Bu Zhi, who was sitting not far from her, and found that he was still wearing the same clothes.
clothes.
She suddenly remembered that she vaguely heard his voice last night. Although she couldn't understand what he meant, his cold and low voice was like a lullaby that made her feel safe and allowed her to fall asleep completely.
Feng Ling took a deep breath, not knowing whether Bu Zhi's voice itself had some effect or because she trusted him too much.
Recalling the system sound he heard last night, Feng Ling checked the records and became very curious about this faceless man.
Can Tiandao's skills not make people curious? In addition, looking at the required attributes of this skill... is Bu Zhi of the thunder type?
Can't wait to see the effect of the faceless man, Feng Ling got up. However, feeling his excitement, Feng Ling sat back again, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down his heart. It was strange why he felt more and more excited.
She looks less and less like herself. After all, she has experienced the baptism of countless games, and has been tested in various advanced skills many times. Now she is back to the same mood as when she first started playing games. What is going on?
After calming down, Feng Ling found a tall mirror and looked at her face carefully for a while. She had to admire the ability of this skill to hide her face.
But it's a pity that she can't use this skill at will. But it doesn't matter. Beautiful appearance can't be a help at all now, but may cause trouble. Passersby's face is very good and can't be remembered at all.
He raised his eyes and saw that Bu Zhi was still looking at her, with no expression on his face. No matter when he saw her in embarrassment, when she was beautiful, when she was a bit ugly, or when she was a passerby now, her expression had not changed, her face was paralyzed.
God gave him a good appearance, but unfortunately he gave him the wrong personality. If his personality were not so cold and he loved to laugh, he would definitely charm a lot of people, right?
No wonder some people say that the joy of life is to watch some people's expressions change. Thinking about what other expressions Bu Zhi would have on his face, Feng Ling couldn't think of it.
Maybe Feng Ling was staring at his face too intently, Bu Zhi was also looking at her all the time, and it was hard not to notice, "What's wrong?"
She didn't understand, but it didn't prevent Feng Ling from guessing what he was talking about. She smiled slightly, with a cunning look in her pure black eyes, with an upward curl at the end. Her tone was so sweet that Feng Ling herself got goosebumps, "I'm thinking
You~"
There was a mosaic in front of his eyes. Bu Zhi only saw those smart eyes and heard the words spoken in a deliberately sweet tone. Seeing the cunning look in those eyes, Bu Zhi knew that she was teasing him, but he felt a little throbbing inexplicably.
, there seemed to be some itching in my heart, and the cold voice was the same as before, but a little softer, "Like a little fox..."
Feng Ling packed up her supplies and prepared to continue leveling up after eating and drinking. Bu Zhi, who was following her, was originally full of fairy spirit, but her appearance was stained by the fact that she was holding a pack of biscuits in one hand and milk in the other.
Human fireworks.
Ever since they ate roasted rabbit in the forest last time, Feng Ling liked to pull him along, oh no, asking him to eat together. We would eat breakfast, lunch and dinner together. Feng Xiao was so surprised at first that his jaw almost dropped, and then he silently accepted it.
The fact that Feng Ling had pulled down Tiandao from above to eat with them. But it was different from how Feng Lingfeng ate when he was a child. He was slow and leisurely and had an aristocratic air. Just watching him eat gave me a feeling of great appetite.
Gradually, it became a habit. Before Feng Ling called him, he would spontaneously sit next to her. Feng Xiao could see him. Bu Zhi and Feng Ling both knew that Feng Ling was secretly aware of it.
He didn't know, and thought he was pretending to be good. Every time he secretly peeked at the interaction between the two, the expression on his face would become very serious, but his eyes kept rolling, and every time Feng Ling
When Hebuzhi looked over, he pouted and started talking to himself to cover up, looking very cute.
Feng Ling once tried to tell him about this, but found that there was an invisible force hindering her. She could not tell Feng Xiao anything about Bu Zhi, not even telling Feng Xiao that they already knew that he could see Bu Zhi.
It was also the first time she felt the limitations set.
Settings of the Blessed One
Setting 7: You cannot reveal any information about the way of heaven.
Slowly hunting Zhuohua people in the city, her experience is increasing rapidly. Feng Ling deliberately hunted other Zhuohua beasts, such as Zhuohua dogs and Zhuohua cats, but their numbers were not large, and even after killing a few, none came out.
The soul of turbidity.
The grass and trees in the city are withered and scorched earth is everywhere. Once the beast dies, it will turn into black mist, leaving only a dark body. Over time, the air will be exuded with the stench of rotting corpses, coupled with a gray gloom.
, it is not an exaggeration to say that the city is a dead zone.
Feng Ling kicked a corpse away from her feet and cautiously went deep into the street with the steel knife on her shoulder. During a break, she took a discarded rag and wiped the dagger and found that the blade was curled in some places. She breathed lightly and said, "Look
Came to find new weapons."
Feng Ling left the room and walked on the streets of City Z. Her ears were keen to hear the sounds of human conversation and the bursts of footsteps. She felt a little strange. There seemed to be a lot more people coming to City Z today. Yesterday, she could only see three people on the street.
The four of them were attracting monsters, but it was a lively scene today.