"Oh, yes, white wolf. Ye Chen suddenly thought of something, and asked the white wolf suspiciously, "Do you think it will be left over from the battle between the saints of the Dao Palace and the saints of the Xuanjian Sect?"

Ye Chen suddenly remembered what Lin Dong said. At that time, it was the saints of the two factions who led their own teams to enter the cemetery together, and it was not impossible that there would be a great battle during this period. And if it is to snatch the Phantom Flower again, the probability of the two great saints fighting is even greater.

"No!"

The white wolf replied: "The two great saints did have a battle, and it was the saint of the Xuanjian Sect who won, but when he left here, he encountered something else and fought with it." ”

The white wolf frowned, as if he had discovered something terrifying.

"Huh?" Ye Chen was startled, he encountered something else?

"Could it be that there are other people in this saint's cemetery?"

"People?" said the white wolf with a disdainful smile, "That thing, it's not a human. ”

"Not a person?" exclaimed.

Ye Chen's face became a little pale, in this gloomy and terrifying cemetery, hearing the words of the white wolf, Ye Chen felt panicked.

"Could it be a Yin soldier?" Ye Chen immediately thought.

"No, this thing is much scarier than the Yin Soldier. The white wolf said slowly.

As he spoke, the white wolf bared its snow-white teeth, sneered at Ye Chen, and then lowered its head and used its sharp claws to roll up a handful of red hair on the ground.

"Look!" the white wolf motioned to Ye Chen to look at the handful of red hair in his hand.

Ye Chen was puzzled, took the hair from the white wolf's claws, and after carefully examining it, he asked the white wolf suspiciously, "Is this your old good hair?"

Hearing this, the white wolf's sneering face suddenly twitched, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Damn, white wolf, you're heavy!" Ye Chen shouted.

Then he patted the white wolf with his hand, and said in a very relieved tone: "I have time to introduce you." ”

"A she-wolf with red hair, is that a red wolf?" Ye Chen pondered, then looked at the white wolf, and said suspiciously: "But you are not a gray wolf! But..."

"Get out!"

The more Ye Chen spoke, the more energetic he became, completely forgetting that he was still in danger now. Just as he was about to continue, he was stopped by the white wolf's cheers.

The white wolf glared angrily, really wanting to swallow Ye Chen whole. What is the red wolf, the gray wolf, and the little white wolf?

The white wolf didn't know that the red wolf and the gray wolf that Ye Chen said were well-known figures among Chinese children. Not only children, but even some middle-aged people are fascinated by it.

"Boy, I'm warning you again, don't give me a name, I'm a wolf, a noble wolf. The white wolf roared, very angry.

Then, the white wolf continued to add: "Also, I don't have an old friend, even if I want to find an old friend, at least I have to be at the level of a divine beast to match me." ”

The white wolf roared angrily, then raised his head and put on a posture of empty eyes.

Hearing this, Ye Chen was suddenly taken aback, and said in surprise: "Damn, white wolf, do you like hybridization?"

"Roar!"

As soon as Ye Chen's words fell, the sharp fangs of the white wolf directly bit Ye Chen, and roared angrily: "Boy, are you taking Uncle Ben to brush up, right? ”

"Shhh

Ye Chen was in pain, and then shouted: "Dead wolf, let me go, don't you want an antidote?"

Ye Chen used his killer move.

Sure enough, the white wolf was stunned when he heard this, so he could only glare at Ye Chen hatefully, and then let go. When the white wolf relented, Ye Chen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that the white wolf would fight him to the end. Then he really loses more than he gains, only Ye Chen himself knows what the so-called antidote is all about.

Ye Chen settled down, and his gaze turned to the handful of red hair in his hand again. When you look at it, it's no different from ordinary hair, just a little rough.

"White wolf, what kind of hair are you?" Ye Chen asked softly.

It can be seen that this should not be some kind of animal hair. Although it looked ordinary at a glance, Ye Chen could always feel an aura of disgust from this red hair. I can't tell what's going on, but I feel disgusted, disgusted by this hair, it's a feeling from his blood, it's very peculiar.

"Ghouls!" said the white wolf.

"Ghouls?" Ye Chen was puzzled, and then asked, "What is this ghoul?"

"Ghouls, a thing that manifested after the death of a generation of powerful men. Half-human, half-corpse, with intelligence, extremely difficult to deal with, more terrifying than a Yin soldier. The white wolf said.

"The Yin Soldier is the resentment of a generation of strong men after their deaths. And the ghouls are the obsession of a generation of strong men after their deaths. ”

The white wolf said, his expression was very serious, and he continued to add: "The obsession of a generation of strong people, that is the obsession with the world and relatives, can not be forgotten until death. No matter how strong you are, how long you live, suddenly looking back, the Iraqi people are only afraid that they have been buried in the loess. ”

"When I live, I don't know how to cherish it, and when I die, I suddenly look back, but I can only sigh and cry, leaving this trace of obsession. The white wolf whispered.

When Ye Chen heard this, he was a little sluggish, and his heart was touched. A trace of obsession, but it speaks out of his heart, the years of a cultivator are long and indefinite for ordinary people. Ye Chen didn't know how long he could walk on this road, and he didn't know when he would fall, and now he was supported only by his relatives on the earth.

Ye Chen was afraid, he was afraid that time would pass, even if he came to the end of this road, when time faded away, how could he see his parents? Perhaps, at that time, he will also have a trace of obsession and wander the world!

While Ye Chen was thinking, the white wolf said impatiently: "Hey, what is the kid in a daze?

Ye Chen woke up and immediately caught up with the white wolf.

"By the way, white wolf, is this ghoul difficult to deal with?" Ye Chen asked.

"The ghoul is the embodiment of a trace of obsession of the deceased before his death, and has nearly eighty percent of the power of the deceased during his lifetime, do you say it is terrible?" the white wolf replied angrily.

When Ye Chen heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Then you still have a hair, isn't it just looking for death when you go inside?"

You know, this is a saint's cemetery, and there are saints buried in it. That ghoul has eighty percent of the power of the deceased during his lifetime, that is to say, he has the eightfold power of a saint, isn't it just looking for death when he goes in?

"If you go out, you'll die!" The white wolf replied angrily.

It came in from the outside in the first place, and the outside wasn't much better than the inside. Before, the white wolf relied on a powerful forbidden spell and its eyes that could see through the essence of objects. But now, its eyes are not used at all, and when it goes out, it is better to continue to walk forward, and there may be a glimmer of anger.

Moreover, the white wolf thought and secretly glanced at Ye Chen, there were still some things to find the answer to in Ye Chen.