Feng Qinghan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the soul that he had condensed speechlessly.
He didn't understand. This is obviously the energetic Phoenix soul. When did he become a low-level crow?
He took a deep look at Fu Zhen'an, thinking: Is this girl bad in eyesight, or lack of spiritual power? !
In fact, it is not to blame that Fu Zhen'an is ignorant, because since the Phoenix clan was exterminated, she has never really seen the Phoenix Primordial Spirit, especially the one that has been demonized.
"This Forget it, you can just treat it as a crow"
Fu Zhenan gave him a white look, yes it is, what is right.
But she still laughed to herself when she looked at the strange crow soul.
Although Feng Qinghan is good-looking, probably no other monster can match him, but his soul is so mediocre and surprisingly ugly.
Compared with his crow, Fu Zhenan suddenly felt that his pheasant soul was still good, after all, the colored ones were much more beautiful than the black ones
She raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and said, "Don't worry, a good-looking body is king."
Feng Qinghan sighed slightly again, and said in harmony: "Yes"
Suddenly, a cursing voice came from downstairs.
"What kind of inn is this? I slept soundly, and I said next to me that I would die tomorrow. Why, you have closed the inn, and you don't want to ask me who I am?"
As soon as the words fell, Fu Zhen'an seemed to smell the breath of gossip.
She quickly pushed aside the wind blocking the door, walked to the side of the corridor, leaned on the carved wooden handrail and looked down.
I saw a male monster with antlers angrily cursing Mengdie in front of the cabinet.
Mengdie smiled and comforted: "Guest officer, what you said is a unique verse of our shop, and it is a benefit for belonging to the Zhexian clan. If you really heard it, it means that you are the lucky one who was selected, and you are very happy." rare"
After hearing that, the antlers punched the counter directly, roaring: "I want that bad luck! I don't care, you have to pay me, I didn't sleep all night"
Mengdie smiled and said: "Guest officer, that's just a verse, a priceless statement. If you really hear about today's catastrophe, please take care of yourself. It is the best policy to find a solution as soon as possible."
Fu Zhen'an lost interest in what was said downstairs, and couldn't listen to it, because her palms were already sweating.
A word of verse
Last night she also heard
She calmed down, and tentatively asked Feng Qinghan who had no intention of watching: "What kind of gatha is this, is it as magical as she said? I don't believe it Did you hear it yesterday?"
Feng Qinghan shook his head and replied: "No, maybe I'm not the lucky one."
Fu Zhen'an laughed dryly, and then looked at the antlers below who had already started to make trouble.
Suddenly, the antlers suddenly stopped the movement of throwing the stool, and then stood still on the spot.
The monsters around were all around, not daring to go forward, after all, no one wanted to touch that bad luck and get beaten up by him for no reason.
Fu Zhenan looked at the motionless antlers, and his heart began to pound wildly.
She had a hunch that what she was worried about was about to happen.
Sure enough, under Mengdie's tentative touch, the antlers coaxed and lay on the ground directly.
And with his face up, he stared blankly, and with the blood on his face, he gave off an extremely strange aura.
"died"
"Really dead?!"
"Ah! This gatha is actually true, so according to this, I only have three days!"
"You heard that too?"
"I heard that too, I ah! Help!"
Looking at the chaotic scene downstairs due to the death of antlers, Fu Zhenan felt chills all over his body.
If he is true, then his affirmation is also true, then
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