danger!My wives are too strong

He didn't let go of the black dragon until he didn't move any more.

The mouth was full of the blood of the black dragon, hot and bloody, which made it difficult for him to adapt.

Flames soared into the sky, igniting the thick night.

The red dragon disappeared in the flames, leaving only Mu Feng burning with red flames.

Stepping on the black dragon's body, Mu Feng panted slightly.

The bloody smell in his mouth lingered for a long time, mixed with the outside air, and crazily drilled into his alveoli.

Pungent, unpleasant, and fishy.

"Oh... a good fight. Mu Feng, you can be called a qualified "ant"! "

Raast's voice sounded at the right time, bringing Mu Feng's thoughts back to reality.

"Shut up, Raast! In the situation just now, can you stop the dragon?"

"Eh...should, maybe, maybe? But I can kill the dragons and avenge them!"

"...you'd better climb."

"I'm a scythe now! Without hands and feet, I can't climb—Mu Feng, it's you who should climb!"

Mu Feng:? ? ?

Raast is going to turn the world upside down?

After thinking for a few seconds, he threatened in a deep voice: "Raast, I'll give you a few seconds to think, you'd better reorganize the language."

"Er...I mean, I'm a scythe, I can't climb."

Raast put down his arrogance without hesitation, and calmly changed his explanation.

Mu Feng couldn't help laughing at this, but he didn't continue to threaten Raast.

——It was a threat that was close to a joke just now.

Immediately.

Mu Feng held his right hand empty, and the threatening flames raging all around jumped into his palm one after another, turning into a docile and well-behaved "lamb".

"The black dragon is dead."

Mu Feng murmured softly, and then crushed the fire ball in his palm with all his might.

The moment he killed the black dragon, he clearly felt the changes in his body.

Muscles and bones have become much denser.

This strengthening may not be great, but the advantage is permanent.

Mu Feng lowered his head and stared at his right arm, suddenly condensed void energy Kunai in his left hand.

He gestured silently a few times, but in the end he didn't die, and dispelled the Void Energy Kunai.

Thinking about it carefully, no matter how much defense is enhanced, a single enhancement cannot make him fearless of swords.

Moreover, the level of medical care in this world is extremely low.

It's fine if the wound isn't infected, but if it is...

Mu Feng could only resist with his body.

If it is light, you can touch the fish and lie flat, if it is serious, you can go home directly.

Unless he is willing to use Silas's ability to kill, or let Raast kill, wound infection is an unsolvable problem.

Thinking of this, Mu Feng restrained his thoughts and walked slowly towards the singers.

The divas were unscathed.

There is no doubt about that.

......

"Mu Feng, you, how did you become..."

Bo Hong hesitated to speak, as if she couldn't believe what happened earlier.

Although the rest of the singers did not ask, their brows were full of doubts, and they were obviously deeply puzzled by this.

"Don't worry. This is one of my Void Scars, which can temporarily transform me into a dragon."

After all, Mu Feng seemed to feel something was wrong, and added another sentence.

"The dragon I incarnate is not a dragon of this world, and will not have a strong desire to devour the flower of the world."

Hearing this, the singers all gathered around Mu Feng while heaving a sigh of relief.

—They were asking what it felt like to be a dragon.

Mu Feng hesitated and hesitated, making it difficult to give a definite answer.

After transforming into a dragon, he actually didn't feel any strange.

Natural and familiar.

As if he was originally a giant dragon.

Mu Feng knew that this was not an illusion, but the instinct of "Dragon Blood Warrior" Shivana.

"By the way...if you die in this world, what will happen to you?"

When she asked this sentence, Mu Feng couldn't help becoming nervous.

If the divas were really going to die, he would have kept them out of the fight.

During the time when his kidneys were overdrawn, he felt bittersweet, but he lived comfortably.

therefore.

Mu Feng has already tasted the marrow and taste, so it is naturally impossible to allow the singers to be forcibly sent back to the real world.

Now that things have happened, the single-player sports of the past can never go back...

"same as you."

Bo Hong simply explained.

The singers are exactly the same as Mu Feng, they will not really die in these game worlds.

And no matter how long the singers have been in the game world, the real time is always fixed at one second.

There is only one difference from Mu Feng——

When Mu Feng dies, the singers will directly return to the real world and cannot continue to participate in the game world.

"That's good......"

Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, the divas looked at each other.

All communication is reduced to simple eye contact.

In an instant, the divas were ready to move.

They either held Mu Feng's arm, or wrapped their arms around Mu Feng's waist, surrounded Mu Feng and walked to the river.

At this moment, Mu Feng suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"What do you want to do?"

"Mu Feng, isn't there a common saying on the Internet?" Bo Hong smiled sweetly, "There must be supplies before the battle, and there must be a rest after the battle."

Hearing this, Mu Feng immediately realized something was wrong.

Before Mu Feng struggled and resisted, the singers pulled him into the river and began to pull his clothes.

"Mu Feng, let us help you take a bath? You can do whatever you want..."

"Wait—don't! Can you give me a few more days off?"

"That won't do, you've had two days' rest—enough."

......

The night passed quietly.

Mu Feng was wrapped in a cloth towel and sat tremblingly by the campfire.

Although the heat from the bonfire can warm the body, it cannot warm his depleted kidneys.

The bonfire crackled.

Mu Feng played back what happened earlier in his mind.

This should be an extremely joyful thing, but if it is based on oppression, it will not be joyful at all.

The divas went to sleep contentedly.

But Mu Feng still has to keep watch at night to avoid attacks by wild beasts and fantasy creatures.

"Uh...Mu Feng, are you alright?"

Raast floated to Mu Feng's side, and asked a slightly worried question.

Mu Feng shook his head, silently adding wood to the campfire.

The night is still long.

Mu Feng is not going to be idle.

The summoner skill "Healing" has not yet been learned, and the previous summoner skills have not been condensed into Void Scar.

——He still has a lot to do.

If Wan is unwilling to admit to One, what should they do?

Kill Wan, and then seize the Diva Federation?

Or hide their names and wait for the situation to develop in the church city?

No matter what, Mu Feng must be fully prepared.

"Raast, how many dragons do you think there are in this world?"

"Oh...Mu Feng, I don't know about this kind of thing, I'm just a sickle...an old sickle."

"That's right. Speaking of which, it seems that I haven't taken you to KTV yet?"

"Mu Feng! I almost forgot about this - when will you take me to KTV?!"

Mu Feng glanced at Raast, and asked tentatively and suspiciously, "Just to see?"

"Uh... If it's interesting, then of course you have to relax."

"Okay. After this world is over, I'll take you to KTV."

"Will that make me watch a few more movies? There seems to be a new movie coming out recently."

"It's not dawn yet—Rhaast, go to sleep now, there's everything in the dream."

"Oh...well. Good night."

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Three days later, in the afternoon.

The carriage drove into the town in a hurry.

Since it took half a day for the singers to process the black dragon's flesh and blood, their schedule was delayed.

It was supposed to arrive in this small town in the morning, but now it was postponed until the afternoon.

——The dragon skin wrapped the black dragon's flesh and blood, and hung it on the back of the carriage.

Mu Feng yawned sleepily, and at the same time drove the carriage, wandering around the town.

The singers hid in the carriages, their curious eyes jumped out of the windows and rushed to the outside world.

This town is similar to the previous one.

But in contrast, most of the residents of this small town are former pink eye patients.