"Hull, woo......" The half-wolf's mind is flying, it is the king of a bloodthirsty two-headed wolf, that is, the wolf king, he has a strong human torso, but the limbs and head are like a wolf, so it is inevitable to be extremely rough, which is why Zhuo Feng does not like to come to this place very much, but he can't help but come, in order to get more powerful power, he has given up his human dignity and is willing to become a human slave to serve this wolf king. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This wolf king was "recognized" by Zhuo Feng after kicking Zhuo Wen off the Broken Dust Cliff, but fortunately, his painting spirit is a wolf, and he has a certain ability to communicate with wolves, otherwise with the situation at that time, if he didn't make a slave contract and become the wolf king's favorite, it is estimated that he would become the food of this wolf king, and he would not have a choice.

Fortunately, this wolf king has just transformed and is very interested in humans, otherwise Zhuo Feng will not be able to easily "negotiate conditions" with the wolf even if he has the ability to communicate with the wolf.

In fact, where is the so-called "inheritance of the sages" on Zhuo Feng, the reason why he can upgrade so quickly is just because after serving the wolf king, he received his "gift", once a week, the strength rises and the boat rises is also this reason, after all, he is also a wolf king, right?

Originally, with the level of the wolf king, it was far from the qualification of the transformation, which was a situation that only the wolf emperor could comprehend, but it was lucky, and it coincidentally ate a thousand-year-old transformation grass during the beast tide period, so it gradually became the appearance of this wolf is not a werewolf or a human, because it is a transformation of foreign objects, so its transformation is not perfect, and compared with the natural transformation brought by the superior bloodline of Ahri, the quality is really too far behind.

Putting on his clothes, Zhuo Feng only felt that his steps were staggering, fortunately no one else knew about this, otherwise he would have to die of shame.

"Grunt, hahaha. The wolf king shouted a few simple human words, although the tone was wrong, but Zhuo Feng knew what it was talking about, it was just some *** words, he couldn't help gritting his teeth secretly, thinking that one day when he was promoted to the artistic conception, he would kill it and snow this hatred.

"You... Go for it, need... , call you. "The wolf king is piecing together human language, and he seems to be extremely proud, with his current IQ, he is actually about the same as a thirteen or fourteen-year-old human teenager, and it is only a matter of time before he masters human language.

"Yes, Lord Wolf. Zhuo Feng didn't dare to disobey the wolf king, he wished he could leave early, he felt disgusted when he stayed in this place for a second longer, not only his dignity as a human being, but also his respect as a man was gone, only in Xuancheng did he feel like a person.

After walking out of the cave for a distance, Zhuo Feng couldn't help but spit in the direction of the cave, full of hideous hatred: "Dead beast, one day, when I get rid of your control, I will definitely abolish you, and then buy you to Lucheng to go to those perverted ooxx, damn it......"

Zhuo Feng began to summon the wolf spirit to walk, the more he walked, the more uncomfortable he felt, when he thought of Zhuo Wen on the left and Liang Si on the right, Zhuo Ya on the right, the two beauties hugged left and right, and he was going to be a slave by a perverted wolf king, both of whom were fifteen-year-old boys, and the difference in treatment was so big that he wanted to hit the wall, and he felt extremely unhappy when he thought about it.

"Zhuo Wen, I will be so unlucky because of you...!If I have the opportunity, I will definitely make you ten times worse than me. Halfway through, Zhuo Feng, who was riding on the wolf spirit, secretly gritted his teeth, and the expression on his face was terrifying, no wonder, anyone who fell into this kind of life of being served by the Demon Beast is estimated to collapse and go crazy.

And when Zhuo Feng cursed Zhuo Wen like this, suddenly, he saw that in the sky, there were twenty-one sparrows shooting towards him, only the momentum was fierce, and the speed was incomparable, Zhuo Feng couldn't help but jump out of the corner of his eye, he was a painter, his eyes were several times better than mortals, and his reaction power was also better, so he naturally saw that those sparrows were painting spirits.

"Sparrow Spirit? It's her! It must be her! Careless, I should have thought that she hated me to the bone!" A woman with a mocking sneer couldn't help but rise in her heart, Zhuo Feng suddenly shuddered, and secretly screamed carelessly, it was too late to think about why there were so many sparrows, so he quickly jumped down and got under the wolf spirit's belly, and at the same time controlled the wolf spirit to fight against those oncoming sparrows.

After all, the wolf spirit is not a living thing, even if the throat is broken by a sparrow and penetrates the head, it is only a damage to the "ink", as long as Zhuo Feng can continue to replenish the pen and instill the painting talent, it can still maintain its combat effectiveness.

I have to say that even if Zhuo Feng, the level of the seventh-level copying realm painter, is a bit empty, but it is not comparable to the ordinary sixth-level painter, and the painting talent is also extremely strong, under his strengthening, the wolf claws of the wolf spirit in his pen danced extremely violently, whirring like breaking the wind, and soon killed six or seven sparrows one after another, but Zhuo Feng didn't dare to be careless, he was a big living person, but he didn't have the regeneration ability of the wolf spirit, if the sparrow attacked him like the wolf spirit that attacked him, he wouldn't be able to last a second.

Fortunately, the power of the sparrow is limited, and the level is not very high, but it is more difficult, not too difficult to deal with, as long as you can keep an eye on it, just take precautions, however, Zhuo Feng didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, only to feel a more violent killing machine coming from behind!

The danger is not only sparrows, but also a red-eyed white tiger, the image of the white tiger, turned into ashes Zhuo Feng will not forget, because when the elite of the three clans fought the diagram, his old opponent Zhuo Wen was enslaved with this kind of painting spirit!

Zhuo Feng suddenly felt the pressure doubled, and couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly: "Damn, Zhuo Wen is here too?

If it was just a Liang Si, Zhuo Feng would not be afraid, and he could slowly consume with her, but if he added one more Zhuo Wen, he would not dare to be careless, even if he knew that under ordinary circumstances, a fifth-level copying realm and a sixth-level copying realm would not be enough to fight a seventh-level copying realm, but Pian Pian Zhuowen was an outlier.

In Zhuo Feng's impression, this kid made strange moves, which made people unguardable, but Zhuo Feng didn't dare to underestimate it, you know, half a year ago, Zhuo Wen only had the third level of copying and defeated himself at the fifth level, although this kind of victory was a coincidence, but it is undeniable that this Zhuo Wen really can't be recognized with common sense, even now, Zhuo Feng still can't think of what means he used to defeat himself at that time.

Zhuo Feng hurriedly contacted his beast master through the master-servant contract, and also asked the beast king for help just now, right now, he has already lost his chrysanthemum, but he doesn't want to "hurt his eggs" anymore, don't care if he is worried about it or not, call a helper first. Hmph, what about ambushing me in the wilderness? Do you think you're the only one there are?

The master-servant contract has a function that is more convenient than the paper crane to pass the book, that is, they can contact each other through telepathy, the wolf king can summon Zhuo Feng, and Zhuo Feng can also contact the wolf king.

Feeling Zhuo Feng's crisis, the wolf king couldn't help but wake up from his slumber, the wolf glanced at it, quickly got up and ran in the direction of Zhuo Feng, Zhuo Feng was its plaything, it naturally couldn't let him have anything to do, otherwise he would go there to find such a human beauty for pastime in the future?

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The camera turned to the battlefield of the three people, at this moment Zhuo Feng can be said to be suffering from the enemy on his back and back, and he is extremely embarrassed to deal with, even if his wolf spirit level is higher, he is still stretched in front of the tiger and air combination, and can only barely remain undefeated, but Zhuo Feng knows that he can't hold on for long, after all, as a painter, the most taboo thing is a painting spirit like a sparrow that can fly small and fast, if you are not careful, maybe today is your death day!

Seeing that Zhuo Feng was able to maintain the status quo under the joint attack of himself and Liang Si, even if he was a little embarrassed, it was quite powerful, although Zhuo Wen believed that under the clamp of his white tiger, Liang Si's sparrow would definitely find an opportunity to kill Zhuo Feng with one blow, but in order to be faster and more foolproof, Zhuo Wen still spared no effort to draw the Wind Sword Hao.

"Death is like the wind, always with me!" "Swinging chicly, not stranded, if there is vigor in the fluttering, square in the middle, if there is a flowing fairy bone, this is exactly the bold and oblique Song style characters! The original ordinary characters, after Zhuo Wen put down the pen, are integrated into the painting, causing the golden light to rise sharply, gushing out seven feet of light! At the same time, not only the wind sword hero, but also the non-mainstream, Long Aotian, and the power bank, one by one.

The non-mainstream naturally flew to Zhuo Feng, Zhuo Wen wanted to continue to give Zhuo Feng a cool shot, and the power bank flew to Liang Si without accident to supplement her talent. Because the dead sparrows are just clones, even if they suffer excess damage, they can't give much feedback to Liang Si, at most they can only make him frown, and he doesn't feel very comfortable, which makes Zhuo Wen feel relieved.

"Handed" mutant scimitar, a strange creature the size of a child and shaped like a mosquito! There is also a strange mosquito with black and red lines like a hell messenger and an octopus opening and closing its mouthparts, this... What the hell is this! Seeing more and more painting spirits approaching him at the scene, Zhuo Feng was stunned, only to feel goosebumps all over his body, and he couldn't help but wonder for a while, why are there so many painting spirits? Who else have I provoked?"

For this moment, Zhuo Wen and the two have been preparing for a long time, and Zhuo Feng must not have imagined that except for the sparrow, the other painting spirits are actually all Zhuo Wen's paintings. (To be continued.) )