"Go, where are you going? I've been waiting for you for a long time! A figure suddenly appeared in front of Lin Feng, blocking Lin Feng and Ma Xiaoru's pace.

Finally cleaned up the surging zombies, Lin Feng originally thought that he could leave this enchantment smoothly, but he didn't expect that there was something blocking him. And, the speed of this thing is very impressive.

"Corpse King?" Lin Feng looked up and saw a figure with a smile on his face.

To be honest, the zombie in front of him doesn't look as terrifying as an ordinary zombie, it actually has a warm smile on its face, and it looks very gentlemanly.

"Red-green-orange-gray-white, gray eyes, you're a fourth-generation zombie!" Ma Xiaoru let go of Lin Feng's hand, covered her mouth and let out an exclamation.

The four generations of zombies, which already have their own consciousness, and can cultivate independently, and their strength is not known to be many times stronger than the lowest-level five generations of ordinary zombies.

Kitchen knife in hand, I have it in the world! Lin Feng held the dragon slaughtering kitchen knife, and felt a little relieved in his heart. As long as you have the dragon in hand, then you have confidence and dependence.

"Corpse King, hehe, I'm not a Corpse King! The real corpse king must be a second-generation zombie with green eyes! The zombie said calmly, he waved his hand lightly, thinking that the five generations of ordinary zombies that Lin Feng pounced on dispersed, and became aimless again.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you!"

The zombie's polite appearance is no different from that of a normal person, except for the color of the eyes! It doesn't have stiff limbs like other zombies, and its entire body moves smoothly.

"What do you want?" Lin Feng didn't think that the other party had left him behind to talk about his heart.

Ma Xiaoru stared at the zombie opposite with a solemn face, she was not good at learning, this kind of fourth-generation zombie was not something she could deal with. A fledgling three-legged cat exorcist like her has no pressure to deal with ordinary fifth-generation zombies, and as for stronger zombies with sanity, they can only ask for more blessings.

"I don't want to do anything, I said, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" The zombie was expressionless, and glanced at Lin Feng with a little vicissitudes.

"Wait for me?" Lin Feng glanced at the zombie on the other side strangely, he had only been back to Earth for a few days, how could the other party wait for him?

No way!

"Yes, you're the one you're waiting for, Mr. Cultivator!" A stiff smile appeared on the zombie's face and said to Lin Feng.

Mr. Cultivator!

With these five words, Lin Feng's face showed a great shock, and the man's heart was full of turmoil.

This is the first time that I have heard the three words of cultivator on earth, and these three words are spoken to me by others. No, it's not people who say it to themselves, it's a zombie who says it to themselves.

With a look in his eyes, Lin Feng's face showed a trace of coldness. The things in the cultivation realm are their own secrets, and the three words cultivator can also be said to be taboo, and no one on the earth should know about it.

When the other party said the word cultivator, it was tantamount to touching his own secret, and anyone would subconsciously guard against it. Lin Feng was no exception, when he heard the other party say these three words, the hairs on his whole body suddenly stood up, and the hand holding the kitchen knife became even harder.

"Who are you!" Lin Feng's other hand immediately held Ma Xiaoru's hand, and the kitchen knife emitted a ghostly light, because the trace of true qi that he had just recovered with the Tianyuan Qi Alchemy Technique had already been transported to the kitchen knife.

"You don't have to be nervous, I have malice towards others, but I have no malice towards you!" The zombie stretched out a dry palm with a scorched scar on the palm.

Lin Feng's eyes lit up, and he could tell that this was burned by real fire. As for the real fire of several yangs, Lin Feng couldn't see it. Of course, it is absolutely impossible to be Jiuyang True Fire, let alone Pure Yang True Fire.

"The real fire burns, you are burned by the real fire?"

The zombie nodded, still unable to see the expression on its face, but Lin Feng saw a touch of helplessness in its orange eyes.

"Yes, it's true fire, the true fire that only cultivators can have!" The zombie's face was pale, apparently it was not only a scar on its hands, but a scar on its heart.

Ma Xiaoru looked sluggish, this little girl likes to read novels when she is bored, what is the president's black belly, what she saw was a fiery passion. But then I got tired of seeing it, so I started to watch the fantasy city cultivators that boys like to watch, as long as it was a novel, she read it, and she was fascinated by it.

What is breaking the sky, punishing immortals, immortal rebellion, and even the ancient ethereal journey, she has seen it word for word.

The three words of cultivator, this girl understands it clearly, although she understands it from novels. Hearing Lin Feng's conversation with the zombie, her eyes were glazed at first, but then her face was full of shock.

"What do you say? Repair...... The real one? Ma Xiaoru opened her mouth wide, and her eyes widened.

"Lin Feng, you are a cultivator!!"

Anyone who likes to read novels will not be calm when she hears that a cultivator appears in front of her!

Lin Feng ignored Ma Xiaoru's shock, he stared at the zombie solemnly, and said, "So you've been waiting for a cultivator to appear?" ”

The zombie nodded and agreed with Lin Feng's words.

"Well, then I can understand your behavior." A hint of abruptness flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and he continued, "But, why do you say that I am a cultivator? ”

"My cultivation is not as good as some worldly martial arts masters, why do you judge it like this?" As he spoke, Lin Feng stared straight at the zombies opposite, wanting to see through the other party.

Even in the cultivation realm, with such a small cultivation of oneself, no one will regard themselves as a cultivator.

"Huh." The zombie smiled.

"Let me introduce myself first, my name is Jiang Pai, and I was originally a second-generation zombie! It's a pity that the foundation was injured by the Qiyang True Fire back then, so he could only hide here and heal silently. ”

"But I underestimated the horror of the Seven Yang True Fire, even after six thousand years, my injuries still haven't improved, and my strength has slowly declined, from the second generation of zombies directly to the fourth generation of zombies, and I was almost wiped out! In a thousand years at most, the remaining trace of the power of the Seven Yang True Fire will be able to wipe me out! ”

Lin Feng nodded, he understood.

"You want Ice Spirit Water, this is the only thing that can heal your injuries!" The corners of Lin Feng's mouth suddenly hooked up a smile, and the smile was very evil.

"As long as you promise me one condition, I can help you get the Ice Spirit True Water!"