danger!My wives are too strong

—Three once captured a pacted fantasy creature.

That fantasy creature was so weak that its contractor couldn't survive the cold winter and became an ice corpse in the wild.

After Three's research on the fantasy creature, the divas all had a general understanding of the contract envoy.

By paying a certain price, in exchange for the power of fantasy creatures.

If a contract was signed between a man and a dragon, both parties would have to pay a huge price.

Humans not only need to pay some kind of price, but also share their life and power with dragons.

therefore.

Dragons rarely sign contracts with humans unless their lives are in danger.

"The contract requires a price? Then what price did I pay?"

Mu Feng looked at himself blankly, neither lacking arms or legs, nor losing basic senses.

So, what is the "price" he paid?

Hearing this, Bo Hong smiled sweetly, and pressed it against Mu Feng's ear, exhaling like blue: "Mu Feng, are you pretending to be stupid?"

While speaking, the thin red index finger pressed against Mu Feng's waist, vaguely pointing to his kidney.

In an instant, Mu Feng knew what the "price" was.

The so-called "price" has already been paid, but it is inconspicuous.

It was evening at this time, and the streets of the small town were quiet and there were no pedestrians.

Mu Feng and the singers looked around and carefully observed the scene of the town.

——The night can barely cover their sight.

After a while, Mu Feng and the singers had a clear overview of the town.

"Mu Feng, what kind of world is this? How does it feel..."

One didn't continue talking, and the other singers also raised their brows as if they had discovered something.

Even though the architectural style has changed a lot, the familiarity that comes from the heart is not fake.

"This is the world you lived in before."

Mu Feng replied with a nod, confirming the conjectures of the singers.

"really......"

One let out a long sigh of relief, "Mu Feng, do you know what time it is?"

After the deaths of the singers, the Federation of the singers is very likely to fall apart.

Regarding this matter, the divas had already expected it.

If it is not too far from the time of their death, the singers might be able to stop the disintegration of the singer federation in time.

Mu Feng shook his head slightly, he didn't know what time it was.

One sighed, and before she could continue speaking, questioning voices sounded in everyone's ears.

"Hey! What do you guys do!? Hurry up and go home, it's curfew time!"

Mu Feng and the singers looked around, only to see a man holding a lamp and glaring at them.

Three raised eyebrows slightly, and asked softly, "Mu Feng...do you want to kill him?"

"Three, don't kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

One immediately stops Three.

Regardless of whether the Diva Federation has fallen apart or not, at least in One's eyes, this man is very likely to be a citizen of the Diva Federation.

"Since Sister One has already spoken, then... I won't do anything."

Three restrained the killing intent in his heart, and leaned lazily against Two, as if he wanted to take a nap.

"Three, cheer up!"

Two shook Three's shoulders vigorously, but couldn't cheer him up.

At this moment, the man noticed One.

After seeing One's appearance clearly, the man shouted: "You, you are... Bishop Wan?!"

"One... Bishop?"

Bo Hong whispered suspiciously, then looked at One, "One, could this be the backhand you left behind?"

One shook his head, showing a little bewildered expression.

After hesitating for a moment, she walked slowly in front of the man, and asked in a deep voice, "Keep quiet..."

The moment One opened his mouth to speak, the man realized something was wrong.

"No...you are not Bishop Wan! Bishop Wan is obviously a man!"

After the words fell, the man quickly took out a disk, manipulated it frantically for a few seconds, and then shouted loudly: "Someone is pretending to be Bishop Wan! Repeat, someone is pretending to be Bishop Wan!!"

Mu Feng and the singers were unmoved and exchanged glances.

Immediately.

Bo Hong suddenly took out the keel sword, put the tip of the sword against the man's throat, and at the same time scolded in a cold voice: "Shut up!"

Whether it was Bo Hong's cold scolding, or the threat of the keel saber, the man immediately shut his mouth tightly.

Seeing this, Bo Hong nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Mu Feng.

"Bo Hong, we need to know the basic situation of this world."

Mu Feng thought for a moment, then slowly reminded Bo Hong.

Bo Hong nodded slightly, then looked at the man in front of her.

The man's face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, with fine beads of sweat appearing.

"Miss Zero, let me come? I happen to have something to confirm."

One volunteered, and at the same time stretched out his hand to press the back of Bo Hong's hand.

Bo Hong glanced at One, and considering that the man seemed to know One, she readily agreed to One's request.

"Then I'll leave it to you, One."

After finishing speaking, Bo Hong let go of her keel saber.

In the next second, the keel sword disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared before.

Before the man could relax, One's cross wheel pressed against his throat, making him tense and restless again.

Chapter 100 Good night, my divas

After a short while, One successfully learned about the current era and the development track of the Diva Federation from the man.

At this time, only seven years have passed since the time when Mu Feng and the singers left this world.

Instead of falling apart, the Diva Federation has become stronger and stronger under the leadership of the "Angel Church".

There aren't many fantasy creatures left in the world these days.

A small number of harmless fantasy creatures are even listed as "protected creatures", and the level of protection is strictly divided according to the remaining population.

In addition, for fantasy creatures willing to coexist peacefully with human beings, the Diva Federation does not refuse any comers, and all of them are classified as "minority groups".

——For example, "elf".

"Sure enough."

A gleam of surprise flashed in One's eyes, as if he had expected this long ago.

Many of the current conditions of the Federation of Divas are the ideal conditions One once described to his younger brother.

One thought that these would only be ideal conditions, but never thought...

The younger brother was able to reproduce it.

Thinking of this, One couldn't help laughing, his heart was full of relief and pride.

"This is simply outrageous..."

The singers may not know what this means, but Mu Feng knows it clearly.

In just seven years in the world, Wan has developed the Diva Federation to such an extent that even calling him a "great man" is not an exaggeration.

"Mu Feng, we can go to our younger brother, we should be able to get his help."

One put away the cross wheel and proposed to Mu Feng at the same time.

As for the man suspected of being the "watchman"...

One didn't kill him, he just waved his hand and let the man stay away from the divas.

"According to your."

Mu Feng nodded slightly, and readily agreed to One's proposal.

Then, before Mu Feng could discuss anything with the singers, Raast suddenly shook his body.

"Mu Feng, someone is coming! There are a lot of people!"

"It should be the person who called just now... Maybe it's the Kingdom Army?"

"Oh...maybe. Are we going to go on a killing spree?"

"No, that would only cause riots."

Mu Feng glanced at the direction in which the man was leaving, and then left with the singers.

Mu Feng and the singers are not ordinary people, even if the army has the means to track them, they cannot continue to track them.

Not long after, Mu Feng and the singers got rid of the army's pursuit and got into a dense forest outside the town.

......

That night.

The wind blows and the insects sing.

Orange flames danced in the center of the bonfire, leaving shades of light and dark on everyone's faces.

For Bo Hong, who has been wandering for several years, it is not difficult to create a bonfire with bare hands as long as she is supplemented by a singer.

When Bo Hong was making the bonfire, the other singers were not idle, either felling trees or processing wood, and built a temporary residence near the bonfire.

The temporary shelter is not big, but enough for everyone to curl up in.

crackle!

The wood was burning in the bonfire, bursting out from time to time with a crisp crackling sound, as well as scattered sparks.

Before most of the sparks fall to the ground, they lose all light and heat and are reduced to ordinary ashes, embers.

The few sparks that fell on the grass by chance will be ruthlessly erased by Mu Feng before they start their second lives.

—he didn't want this temporary home to catch fire.

Every time the flames splash, a lot of heat will be emitted from the campfire, which will dissipate some of the low temperature at night.

Whether it is Mu Feng or singers, they are not afraid of the low temperature at night.

However, the heat emitted by the bonfire will bring them a warm and comfortable feeling, and people can't help but immerse themselves in it.

Mu Feng casually stuffed a piece of wood into the campfire, and immediately looked at the singers beside him.

Although the singers are all taking a nap with their eyes closed, their movements are not the same.

Bo Hong held Mu Feng's right arm, and put her cheek on Mu Feng's shoulder, revealing a peaceful sleeping face.

And on Bo Hong's right hand side is the contented Four.

Five hooked Mu Feng's neck with one arm, pressed his body against Mu Feng's back, and did not forget to smack his mouth while sleeping.

In comparison, Two and Three seemed much kinder and did not put any pressure on Mu Feng.