In the small dilapidated house, Zhuang Bi sometimes smirked, sometimes surprised, and saw that Lin Xuanling was a little worried, and thought that there was something wrong with Zhuang Bi's mental state.

"Brother Zhuang, you ...... Are you okay?" Lin Xuanling stepped forward and tugged on Zhuang Bi's sleeve.

Zhuang Bi, who was caught in the system, suddenly came back to his senses, saw Xuan Ling looking at him worriedly, and immediately smiled a little, scratched his head and said: "Hahaha, silly girl, brother is fine, brother is fine." ”

"That's good. ”

Lin Xuanling saw that Zhuang Bi had returned to normal, so she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and immediately said with a smile: "Brother Zhuang, you are hungry, Xuanling will go and fetch you food." ”

After speaking, Lin Xuanling left the small dilapidated house.

When Xuan Ling left, Zhuang Bi entered the system again, and immediately his consciousness entered the pet space.

After the successfully hatched god-level demon beast Lei Ying felt the breath of his master, he instantly turned into a flash of lightning and roared towards Zhuang Bide's consciousness.

"Damn, it's so fast!"

Zhuang Bi's heart was shocked, and at the same time, he was very happy, and then the information about Lei Ying spread out in his mind.

Monster: Thunder Eagle.

Grade: God.

Bloodline: Desolate Ancient Kunpeng Bloodline (Desolate Ancient Kunpeng, one of the ten barbarian ancient beasts, with its wings spread, enough to cover the sky and the sun, with a speed of day by day).

Abilities: Extremely fast, instantaneous.

Ancient Kunpeng bloodline?

Zhuang Bi was slightly surprised, it sounded quite awesome.

Looking at the palm-sized Thunder Eagle, Zhuang Bi was a little questioning, can this little guy withstand his own weight? Obviously, his idea has already put Thunder Eagle in the riding column.

Then he found the figure of a blood ant that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and it can be said that if he didn't look carefully, he almost trampled it to death, which was smaller than a sesame seed.

Monster: Blood Ant.

Grade: Level 1.

Blood:?

Ability: Has a spiritual connection with the host, communicates in a timely manner, and has the means to devour flesh and blood, and lives by sucking blood.

Seeing this, Zhuang Bi said in his heart, no wonder the pain in his body was like this before, and he couldn't help but feel a little cold in his eyes, it seemed that the person who poisoned him wanted to put himself to death.

After twenty minutes, Zhuang Bi thoroughly understood all the functions of the system, and it can be said that now he only needs to complete the tasks of the system, and he can continue to become stronger, and this is probably the only means for him to protect himself in this Heavenly Hell Continent.

Then he recalled the memories that had existed in his mind.

The Heavenly Hell Continent, where the strong are respected, is a continent with different respect and inferiority, where a person with a respectable status can kill a person with a low status at will, but in his memory, Zhuang Bi's identity can be said to be extremely lowly, just a slave, and it can be said that he is not as good as a dog.

Although he was a slave, he was also a disciple of the slave house.

The slave house is a plaything for the powerful, yes, it is indeed a plaything.

And the disciples of the slave courtyard are the pigs and dogs raised by those powerful people, although the disciples of the slave courtyard are also martial artists, but in their eyes they are still a fish and meat to be slaughtered, even if the disciples of the slave courtyard are talented, they still can't change the identity of the slave.

Their only use in living is to be driven by the powerful, and if they disobey, they are immediately killed.

Of course, in the Heavenly Hell Continent, there are also many sects, but the most basic condition for accepting disciples is also required, that is, the status of a commoner, if you are a slave or a servant, you can only enter the sect unless you are pardoned by the powerful slaves or servants.

However, this is simply not possible.

Slave?

Zhuang Bi smiled coldly, Lao Tzu didn't come here to be grandsons of you turtle sons.

As Zhuang Bi, who has the subjective consciousness of modern civilization, naturally doesn't pay attention to this kind of despised old rules at all, it can be said that since he Zhuang Bi came to this world, he didn't want to accept his fate at all, and the system didn't allow it.

"Zhuang Bi, it's not good, it's not good. ”

Suddenly, a rough voice came in from outside, and the next moment, the door was slammed open, and the already shaky broken door was slammed into such a blow, and it was suddenly torn apart.

Zhuang Bi raised his eyes and saw a fat man with a fat head and big ears rushing in.

"Fat Wang, what's wrong?" Zhuang Bi said with a slight frown.

The person who came was none other than Zhuang Bi's sworn friend of the body owner, Wang Fen, who was also called Wang Fatzi because of his wide body and fat.

Wang Fatzi panted and said eagerly: "Xuan Ling...... Sister Xuanling......"

Zhuang Bi suddenly got up when he heard the voice, and said angrily with his eyes, "Xuanling, what's wrong with her?"

Subsequently, he thought of Xuan Ling saying that he was going to cook for himself, because he was too distracted to study the system, he actually forgot about it, and he didn't come back for so long, something must have happened.

Wang Fatzi couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Zhuang Bi's unusually cold expression, this feeling was the first time he felt it, after all, in his impression, Zhuang Bi was very good to Lin Xuanling, and he tried his best not to let people bully her.

But now, although Zhuang Bi's eyes were full of anger, they were more of a terrifying killing intent.

Seeing this, Wang Fatzi said urgently: "It's that Lai Gouzi again, Sister Xuanling was knocked to the ground by Lai Gouzi, I wanted to save her, but the other party was overwhelmed, so ...... That's why I dared to come. ”

"The turtle grandson is tired and crooked!"

Zhuang Bi's face sank, and he immediately rushed out of the house.

Seeing this, Wang Fatzi also hurriedly followed, although he was timid, but he was not afraid of things, but he did not flinch from his good friend Zhuang Bi.

Slave house, canteen.

At this moment, many slave disciples gathered in a circle, and in the crowd, the bowl on the ground was broken, the soup was spilled, and even the white steamed buns were trampled underfoot, only to see Lin Xuanling kneeling on the ground, and the red slap print on her face made people feel distressed.

But that's it, Lin Xuanling still held back her tears and picked up the scattered meals with her hands.

For this situation, all the disciples of the slave courtyard watched coldly, and even watched the excitement with a smile, no one came out to stop it, even the deacon of the slave courtyard only glanced at it, and left indifferently.

"Phew, cheap slave, shameless, my son-in-law asked you to accompany him to eat, that is the blessing that your ancestors have cultivated in their eighteen lifetimes, you dare to refuse, see that the master will not ruin your little face today." ”

After speaking, I saw the slave disciple who stepped on the steamed bun with his feet and the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks smiled darkly, and immediately pulled out a silver dagger from his waist.

"You're looking for death!"

A chilling voice rang out in the crowd.

The next moment, a figure instantly jumped up from outside the crowd, and in the next second, a punch containing strong spiritual power blasted towards the disciples of the Nanu Courtyard.

Rumble!

In an instant, the swept fist wave actually forced the people around to retreat a few steps, and the disciples of the Nanu Courtyard were even more knocked away by this fist force, flying more than ten meters away, hitting the stone steps fiercely, and fainting on the spot.

Who?

Such a fist suddenly made the faces of everyone present change greatly, this spiritual power is simply beyond their cognition, this kind of power is probably at least the cultivation of the martial artist realm, right?

But when they fixed their eyes, they showed even more disbelief, only to see that the other party was just someone about their age.

"I'm a grandma, when did Zhuang Bi become so powerful?" Wang Fatzi, who had just chased after him, was also shocked by Zhuang Bi's punch.

"Brother Zhuang......"

Seeing the familiar figure, Lin Xuanling was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't hold back the humiliation in her heart anymore, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Silly girl. ”

Zhuang Bi immediately helped Lin Xuanling up, looked at Xuanling's cheeks with red palm prints, his heart was like a pinprick, he reached out and stroked it gently, and blamed himself: "Silly girl, I'm late......"

Xuan Ling wanted to say and stopped, she clutched Zhuang Bi's shirt tightly, she didn't want Brother Zhuang to be hurt again for herself.

Just when Zhuang Bi wanted to open his mouth to comfort, a voice that completely ignited the killing intent in his heart sounded in his ears.

"Yo, Zhuang Bi, you cheap slave didn't die?"