"What a good name?" Hughes in the consciousness space said with a slight smile when he heard Zhang Xiaofeng's words.

"I didn't expect me to have a magic weapon, hehe...", the more he looked at the blood-red crystal magic beetle in the palm of his hand, the more Zhang Xiaofeng liked it.

"Okay, don't say more, let's go see that purple fruit", at this time, Hughes reacted and smiled at Zhang Xiaofeng, a magic weapon is enough to improve Zhang Xiaofeng's combat effectiveness a lot, but he has just entered the marquis period, with the power of the magic weapon, even if it is the middle of the duke, or even the late stage of the blood clan is not necessarily his opponent, even in front of the prince-level blood clan, it will not be as embarrassed as in the hands of Nord Xiu, and he may be able to retreat with his whole body.

Prince-level, that is a strong man with millions of energy points, with Zhang Xiaofeng's only more than 10,000 energy points, he can actually retreat with his whole body, which shows how terrifying a magic weapon is, although a large part of the reason for this is because Zhang Xiaofeng has the qualifications to challenge the strong by virtue of his Gouyue itself, but 10,000 to million, this ratio makes people feel frightened just thinking about it.

"Oh, by the way, now is the time for a bumper harvest", hearing Hughes's words, Zhang Xiaofeng also reacted instantly, and said in a tone that he couldn't hide a trace of excitement, one by one the benefits came one after another, and one by one the oversized pies were smashed desperately, this kind of dizzy feeling of being smashed by the pies was so cool.

"Let's go, go and see that purple fruit", putting his demon beetle in the palm of his hand and playing with it, the bat wings behind Zhang Xiaofeng shook violently, and flew towards the direction of the mountaintop altar like lightning, and at the same time muttered in his mouth: "My intuition tells me that the purple fruit must not be simple...".

"What is intuition?", hearing Zhang Xiaofeng's words, Hughes's tone in the consciousness space sounded disdainfully: "Look at the appearance of that giant Jiao guarding that purple fruit, I can know that it is not simple to think with my toes, right?"

Hearing Hughes's disdainful words, Zhang Xiaofeng was slightly stunned, and then reminded Hughes: "Dear Prince Hughes, you have to pay attention to your demeanor, as a noble blood clan, you see where you still have the demeanor that a blood prince should have?"

"Manners?", hearing Zhang Xiaofeng's words, Hughes said lightly: "Isn't that kind of thing a waste for you? Manners is this kind of thing, it is for those young and beautiful little girls, and now it is for you, do I have to maintain my demeanor?"

"Young and beautiful little girl?", thinking of Hughes's thousands of years, Zhang Xiaofeng pursed his mouth, his heart was cold, and his tone was full of disdain, "You are really a super big, even if the old cow eats tender grass, there is no such thing as you, thousands of years old, and you still seduce those girls who are only in their teens and twenties."

"What do you say?", hearing Zhang Xiaofeng's words, Hughes said defensively: "What do you know? Do you think I am like you? I am a natural pure-blooded blood, and I have an instinctive pursuit of the sweet and delicious blood in my body, what do you think? In my eyes, they are just a bunch of delicious food, a bunch of beautiful and delicious food, oh, Satan is above, for us with infinite life, there are such things in the world that make the world more wonderful."

For Hughes's words, Zhang Xiaofeng will not express his opinion for the time being, although he has been a blood clan for six years, but until now, he has just sucked a huge Jiaolong alive, and he has not eaten the blood of a living creature once, let alone bitten people.

"It's here...", at this time, Zhang Xiaofeng could already see the altar on the top of the huge mountain peak, and seven colored bands of light bloomed from the purple fruit, straight up to the sky, like a towering pillar of colorful light, and like an upright rainbow.

The batwing is constantly vibrating, and Zhang Xiaofeng, who has evolved, has changed greatly in the process of evolution, coupled with the tempering of the residual menstruation just now, Zhang Xiaofeng now feels that he has become a lot stronger, a lot

The transformation of the body during evolution, a great tempering of the residual menstruation, coupled with the immersion of dragon blood, the three are combined, and the physique has undergone earth-shaking changes, coupled with the fact that Zhang Xiaofeng has been refining his physique day and night in the past six years, and after a long period of accumulation, Zhang Xiaofeng's physique has surpassed the contemporaneous people too much, and now Zhang Xiaofeng, who is in the early stage of the marquis, even dares to assert that his current physique is stronger than the blood werewolf who is also a fifth-level powerhouse.

Slowly descended, Zhang Xiaofeng's eyes were firmly fixed on the purple fruit, and an indescribable fragrance filled the air.

Looking at it closely, I looked more carefully, the purple fruit, fresh and dripping, the indescribable fragrance, made people can't help but move their index fingers.

"What are you doing?", just as Zhang Xiaofeng stretched out his hand towards the fruit, suddenly Hughes in the consciousness space shouted, causing Zhang Xiaofeng's hand to stop there.

"Of course it's to pick the fruit, what else can you do?", hearing Hughes's roar in the consciousness space, Zhang Xiaofeng was slightly stunned and asked suspiciously.

"Are you sure you can pick this fruit now?", hearing Zhang Xiaofeng's natural words, Hughes asked rhetorically: "Generally, these natural treasures cannot be picked when they are not ripe, otherwise, countless years of growth may be ruined, otherwise, why is that giant Jiao just watching from the side, but not picking it by itself?"

Hearing Hughes's words, Zhang Xiaofeng hesitated slightly, and then reluctantly took his hand back, yes, if it can be picked now, then why didn't the giant Jiao pick it himself?

"However, now that I have this fruit, I can't pick it, which makes people very depressed, right?", Zhang Xiaofeng, who took his hand back, still looked at the fruit in front of him with nostalgia, and said unwillingly.

"Hehe, don't worry about this", hearing Zhang Xiaofeng's words, Hughes in the consciousness space laughed mysteriously, and said: "After all, I have lived for thousands of years, and I still have knowledge, although I can't pick this fruit now, but I can guarantee it."

Hughes didn't say any more here, but Zhang Xiaofeng was helpless, it was this trick again, and he didn't say it when it was critical, waiting for himself to ask, helpless Zhang Xiaofeng, but for the sake of the purple fruit, Zhang Xiaofeng had to ask helplessly: "What can you guarantee?"