The white light in Feng Tao's eyes flashed, the master-servant contract had been completed, and Wang Feng's wisps of divine thoughts were controlled by him in the dantian, and he could control Wang Feng's life and death at any time, or make Wang Feng unhappy. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In order to verify the effect, Feng Tao controlled the spiritual power in the dantian to rush towards the obtained divine thoughts, and in an instant, the divine thoughts were surrounded.

At this moment, Wang Feng gasped violently in pain, and the pain in his body and mind made his mind blank.

Seeing this scene, Feng Tao stopped, the master-servant contract of this sect was unsatisfactory, he nodded with satisfaction, and used his divine thoughts to communicate with Wang Feng and said: "Remember, I am your master, and you will be called Wolf San in the future." ”

Wang Feng's eyes were blank and he was still panting.

People don't understand the language of beasts, and ordinary monsters don't understand human language, and the connection between the master-servant contract can allow the two sides to communicate their divine thoughts.

Because Wang Feng has the memories of his previous life, he can understand human words, but he can't speak people, unless his strength reaches the level of the solid foundation stage and refines the obstacles of the throat bone, he can only speak people.

If the demon beast wants to speak, it must reach the solid foundation period.

Then, Feng Tao took out a healing pill and poured it into Wang Feng, he muttered with anticipation: "Talent skill, at the beginning of awakening, you can also sense the spirit grass that is more than twenty years old." ”

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The next day, in the mountains of the ten directions.

A gray wolf was walking with difficulty in the jungle, and his four legs were extremely weak, but he was seen with his head down and his tail down, and it was Wang Feng.

"Wolf three, you have to figure out what spirit grass is, don't let it go." Feng Tao stared at Wang Feng coldly, urging with his thoughts.

Wang Feng was unmoved, still maintaining his own pace and moving forward.

Feng Tao frowned, since the contract was formed, this wolf has not had any communication with him, but don't be a stupid wolf, if that's the case, this wolf must not understand what the master means, then it will be a waste of time, thinking of this, a trace of killing intent rose in his heart.

"Tell me, do you understand what I mean?" Feng Tao communicated.

Wang Feng's footsteps stopped slightly, he clearly felt the killing intent brought by the young man, and at the same time, his mind crossed the thought: "This young man wants to kill me, no, no, things have come to this point, if you want to live well, you can only stabilize this young man first." ”

Wang Feng thought, he can't be too stupid, otherwise it will definitely be bad, owners like pets to be smarter.

"What do you ask?" Feng Tao's face remained unchanged, he shook the folding fan, Wang Feng paused just now, he definitely heard his divine exchange, but he didn't reply to himself immediately, what is the spiritual wisdom of this spirit wolf? How much can the master understand?

Wang Feng turned his head, his face was tired, and the thoughts in his mind were conveyed: "Master, I understand, the breath of the spirit grass belt is very strong, and the smell is pure. ”

Hearing this, Feng Tao's heart was relieved, the idea expressed by this spirit wolf was clear, he was not a stupid wolf, he would also grasp the characteristics when he looked for spirit grass, and this spirit wisdom was quite passable.

"What's the range of your perception?" Feng Tao then asked.

Wang Feng was a little stunned again, should this question be answered truthfully? Will it be difficult to answer truthfully? The greater the ability, the more things you have to do, but if you don't have the ability, what's the use of people keeping you? After thinking for a while, Wang Feng decided to answer only half of the answer.

"The sensing range is five meters." Wang Feng drew a mark on the ground with his claws, and then walked forward five meters away and drew a mark again, indicating a distance of five meters, revealing a sense of intelligence.

Looking at Wang Feng's movements, Feng Tao was overjoyed, the distance of five meters was definitely a natural skill. According to the books, the skill judgment of the demon beast is either judged by the perception range, or the attack range, and some are judged by the number.

When you first awaken, being able to perceive three meters is a low-level talent skill, perceiving six meters is already a mid-level, perceiving nine meters is a high-level, and twelve meters is a supernatural power. As time progresses, the perceptual range slowly increases.

Seeing Feng Tao's face, Wang Feng swallowed his saliva, his fate was saved, and this human being was very satisfied.

At this moment, Wang Feng can be regarded as living and understanding, since he has become a wolf, he must have the consciousness of a wolf, and the first task now is to figure out the temper of this teenager and try his best to meet the requirements of this teenager, otherwise it will be self-inflicted.

"If you can't find a spirit grass that is more than 20 years old today, you will have your good fruit to eat when you go back." Feng Tao put down his cruel words, but he jumped on the tree to take advantage of the cold, and his words were full of confidence in Wang Feng's ability.

Wang Feng lowered his head and walked forward, his figure looking a little lonely and depressed.

A day passed quietly, and I searched most of the mountain, but found nothing.

Wang Feng, who was already injured, searched for a day, and his limbs trembled when he stood at this time, and the gray hair on his body looked colorless after being exposed to the sun for a day.

With a plop, Wang Feng fell to the ground tiredly.

"Nothing was found, and you still have the face to lie down and rest." Feng Tao's cold voice suddenly appeared, and the figure was already in front of him.

After only hearing a few snaps, Feng Tao took the leather whip in his hand and slapped Wang Feng fiercely, and the place where he was pumped was already peeled open in an instant, and Wang Feng was so painful that he dodged everywhere.

"Evil beasts, they still have the strength to dodge."

The calmness on Feng Tao's face in the past disappeared at this time, the ruthless color on the corner of his mouth was really angry, and he didn't see him make any moves, and the dantian spiritual power pointed directly at the divine thought that he had obtained, but Wang Feng began to roll on the ground in pain.

The wailing sound showed Wang Feng's embarrassment, and the wound that was originally made by the leather whip rubbed on the ground like this, Wang Feng fainted in a moment, and there was despair in the moist corners of his eyes.

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Night.

When Wang Feng woke up, his sight was still the cave, the cave was pitch black but could not block the wolf's vision, and the wicked man who was called the master was cultivating inside.

The sound of insects everywhere and the bright moon in the sky should have been a leisurely and comfortable moment, but Wang Feng was like facing the battlefield of life and death, he wanted to escape but did not dare to escape, although there was no iron cage to shackle, but the power of the master-servant contract was not a one-time comprehension.

The master dies, the beast pet will die, and the master wants you to die three watches, and you will definitely not survive the four watches.

Thinking about the current situation, Wang Feng licked the wounds on his body, and the shadow of his girlfriend seemed to appear in front of him again, telling him that he still had unfulfilled wishes.

Wang Feng's naturally red eyes stared at Feng Tao in the cave, hateful, murderous, unyielding, and all kinds of emotions surging in his heart.

At this moment, Wang Feng is extremely calm, since the day he was born, he has never been so calm. I saw him lower his head, bite the mud and sand on the ground fiercely, and chew again and again, the frequency of chewing was very slow, and some of the mud and sand fell down his cheeks between chewing, making a slight 'rustling' sound.

"Gollum, Gollum." Swallow the sediment.