Quick time travel guide male supporting role

Chapter 86

Feng Zheng added another handful of dry firewood to the bonfire, and seeing Zhang Manqing next to him gnawing on an apple like a mouse who stole rice, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Manqing, I have something to say to your elder brother, can I avoid it first?"

"Cut. I don't." Zhang Manqing grumbled dissatisfiedly, and left unhappily after seeing Jiang Tianyu's serious expression. "Forget it, I'll leave and let you talk."

"What's the matter?" Feng Zheng smiled very elegantly.

It wasn't until Zhang Manqing was out of sight that Jiang Tianyu said unhurriedly: "It's impossible for you and the eldest lady, I advise you to restrain your thoughts."

"Cough cough." Feng Zheng, who was biting the fruit, heard this, the flesh got stuck in his throat, and he either swallowed it or spit it out.

Hearing the sound of coughing, Shen Yao turned around, noticed Feng Zheng with her eyes, looked at it for a while, and then retracted.

"You said I like that woman! Did you make a mistake?" What kind of demeanor, the image was all thrown into Java.Feng Zheng jumped up, "How could I like that, that woman is so cruel, she doesn't look like a girl at all except her appearance."

I like girls who are as gentle as water.

"I'm just saying, you need to be so excited." Jiang Tianyu bit the apple "click click", said bluntly: "Besides, you don't even like it. A mere undead dares to have blasphemous thoughts."

"What is a mere undead."

Before Feng Zheng could get angry, he heard an emotionless voice remembering.Not knowing how Shen Yao came here, Feng Zheng saw Shen Yao with a pale face.

"Clap."

The apple in Jiang Tianyu's hand fell down, and a lot of anger welled up in his brows, "You actually hit me for an undead?"

Shen Yao slowly withdrew her hand, "If even we can't understand the sorrow of the undead, then who else can understand their sorrow? What is the purpose of our existence?" She glanced at the man who was a little dazed, Jiang Tianyu Undead lost their father, it can be said that they hate the undead, but in order to achieve the goal, Shen Yao can only say: "It is for those sad undead, for the rest of the dead, and for the happiness of the living."

"The next time I hear you say something like this, you don't want to be a spiritual master."

Feng Zheng's heart was shocked as if it had been twisted by a meat grinder.Immediately thinking of the identity of this woman, he couldn't help but sneered.

"How can a god understand our sorrow."

Feng Zheng, who hadn't spoken for a long time, spoke slowly after a long time.Shen Yao turned her head back, Feng Zheng was still wearing the robe she gave him, and when matched with the suit inside, it looked a little nondescript, but the man was slender, with handsome eyebrows, and he seemed to have lightened in the sun. Gold, radiant.

"I understand." She lowered her eyelashes lightly, and her long and narrow black eyelashes drew a graceful arc in the air.Feng Zheng didn't know, even the mother of this body didn't know that the original owner's father had traveled to many places, seen many scenery, and of course let her see many undead.Some undead, who obviously had no fault at all, were beaten to death by the group of spiritual masters, and some undead, who had no intention of harming others, couldn't restrain their instinct to eat their own kind. She saw them shed tears but could only wallow in Instinct.

She slowly closed her eyes, how sad the undead are.

(End of this chapter)