Chapter 0113: It's Hard to Raise a 'Son'!

Looking at Guo Tianyou, who was roaring in a low voice and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty light, the corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly, "System, what's going on?" Why doesn't he have intelligence? ”

"Zombies are abandoned by heaven and earth, and they have no intelligence. Of course, under certain circumstances, zombies can turn on their intelligence! ”

"Damn, that is, even if it is a descendant of my creation, it is impossible to give birth to spiritual intelligence?"

"Yes, it's not right!"

"Be specific!"

"Zombies created from the host's essence blood inherit certain gifts from the host. However, a newborn zombie is like a human baby, and it takes a long time for it to turn on its psychic mind. ”

Ye Feng looked at Guo Tianyou in a daze, "In other words, I have to take care of this guy for a long time?" Until he turns on his mind? ”

"Yes!"

After receiving a positive reply from the system, Ye Feng became even more depressed.

In addition, Tianyou was surrounded by corpse qi and let out a low roar, but the gaze that looked at Ye Feng was full of attachment.

Catching up with Guo Tianyou's attached gaze, Ye Feng's goosebumps stood up all over his body.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, !!Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

"Are you hungry?"

Seeing Guo Tianyou circling around him like a coquettish, Ye Feng couldn't cry or laugh, patted his head, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to find blood food!" ”

With that, Ye Feng's nose squirmed, catching the rippling blood in the air.

Soon, Ye Feng and Guo Tianyou found a middle-aged martial artist in a passage.

The middle-aged warrior's blood is magnificent, forming an aura similar to a large cocoon around his body, shocking the unjust souls in the bone palace.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the middle-aged martial artist's footsteps froze, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes, looking at the two figures that appeared in front of him.

"Zombies?"

Staring at Guo Tianyou standing beside Ye Feng, the middle-aged martial artist's expression changed slightly, and he immediately looked at Ye Feng, "Friend, why did you stop me?" ”

In the eyes of the middle-aged martial artist, Ye Feng must be a Taoist priest, the master who controls the situation Tianyou.

"Second-level martial artist!"

Feeling the fluctuations of internal force emanating from the middle-aged martial artist's body, Ye Feng pressed the shoulder of Tian You, who was about to move, and said, "You are not a second-level martial artist opponent yet, let me come!" ”

"Whew!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Feng's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Friend, what are you going to do?"

The middle-aged warrior's face changed greatly, and he quickly retreated, and the internal force of his right hand rolled, as if there were flames intertwined.

"Smack!"

Suddenly!

The middle-aged warrior stiffened, and the internal force that rolled around his body disappeared in an instant.

"Y-Who the hell are you?"

Feeling the palm pressed on his shoulder, the middle-aged warrior's eyes were full of horror.

Ignoring the internal force defense of the middle-aged martial artist's body, his right hand easily pressed on the opponent's shoulder, Ye Feng yawned and slapped his backhand!

"Bang!"

The middle-aged warrior only felt a splitting headache, and his head seemed to be hit by a hammer, and he fainted directly.

"Here you go!"

Casually throwing the unconscious middle-aged martial artist to Guo Tianyou, Ye Feng pursed his lips, as he broke through, the power of the three destructions became stronger and stronger, and the protective internal force formed by the second-level martial artist was like a chicken shell, vulnerable to attack.

"Roar!"

Guo Tianyou roared excitedly, his speed was fast, and he threw down the middle-aged martial artist who was thrown by Ye Feng, Sen Bai's sharp fangs pierced the opponent's neck, greedily devouring the opponent's blood.

Under Ye Feng's gaze, the middle-aged martial artist quickly turned into a dried corpse.

"Hungry, hungry!"

Guo Tianyou, who was lying on the middle-aged martial artist, slowly raised his head, his eyes full of white light were full of longing, and he spoke intermittently.

"Can you talk?" Ye Feng looked at Guo Tianyou with some surprise, and then chuckled, "It seems that you will be able to open your spiritual wisdom soon, then, continue hunting!" ”

……

Quietly in the passage, Mao Xiaofang walked slowly in a startled manner, his body was covered with runes, flashing with colorful luster.

"This place is too evil!"

Looking at the pitch-black walls made of countless bones, Mao Xiaofang shuddered, he couldn't believe how many living beings had died here.

Suddenly!

Mao Xiaofang's footsteps froze, with fear on his face, and slowly turned his head.

"Nothing?"

Seeing that there was nothing behind him, Mao Xiaofang's eyes flashed with doubt, and then his scalp went numb, "This ghost place, you have to be scared to death!" ”

Shaking his head, Mao Xiaofang hurriedly walked forward.

As Mao Xiaofang walked out of this passage, the two figures slowly walked out, and it was Ye Feng and Guo Tianyou.

Yu Guang glanced at Tian You, who was standing next to him and was eager to try, Ye Feng was speechless for a while.

If Ye Feng hadn't stopped him just now, Tianyou would have pounced on Mao Xiaofang a long time ago.

"I mean, you're eating too much, aren't you?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, "You have sucked the blood of sixteen martial artists, why are you still hungry?" ”

Listening to Ye Feng's complaints, Guo Tianyou's face showed a pitiful look and made a whining sound.

Seeing Tianyou's appearance like this, Ye Feng really couldn't cry or laugh, waved his hand, and said, "Forget it, continue to look for blood food!" ”

"Huh?"

As Ye Feng turned around, the relaxed smile on his face disappeared, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Behind him and Guo Tianyou, a figure stood with a knife.

"Fu Hongxue?"

When Ye Feng saw the other party's face clearly, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

At this moment, Fu Hongxue was in an extremely strange state, the magic knife in his hand exuded a strange aura, and those unjust souls hidden in the pitch-black walls were actually constantly flocking to the dark magic knife.

Fu Hongxue slowly raised her head, a bloody light appeared in her eyes, "Mr. Ye!" ”

"The Eye of Data!"

Feeling that something was wrong with Fu Hongxue, Ye Feng couldn't help but cast the Eye of Data.

Primate: Level 3 Martial Artist (Demon)

Power: 51!

Speed: 67!

Physique: 52!

Internal force: 87!

", how long has it been since you broke through to a third-level martial artist?"

A few days ago, Fu Hongxue had just entered the realm of a fourth-level martial artist, but now, the other party had not only broken through to a third-level martial artist, but also his body data was obviously much higher than that of the third-level martial artist who had broken through.

His eyes fell on the dark magic knife in Fu Hongxue's hand, Ye Feng frowned, "Is it because of this magic knife?" ”

"Roar!"

Just when Ye Feng fell into thought, Guo Tianyou, who was standing next to him, suddenly let out a low roar, turned into an afterimage, and pounced on Fu Hongxue.

"Holy!"

Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, and he followed.

"Smack!"

As soon as he clasped Guo Tianyou's shoulder, Ye Feng suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

"Whoa!"

Fu Hongxue, who was standing still, suddenly drew her knife.

Dark!

Endless darkness!

With a knife pulled out, Ye Feng felt that the whole world was shrouded in darkness, boundless, and unable to break free.

In a trance, Ye Feng seemed to see a touch of silver light, cutting through the endless darkness.

In the next second, all hallucinations were gone.

Ye Feng slowly raised his hand and touched the wound on his neck, shocked in his heart.

"What a fast knife!"

The black corpse qi was tumbling, constantly repairing the wound on his neck, Ye Feng slowly raised his head and looked at Fu Hongxue with an expressionless face.