Qingling's strength is not as good as Quanquan, what she can't perceive, Quanquan can easily do. Hearing Qingling's request, Quanquan sensed the nearby environment slightly, and immediately gave Qingling's answer.

'Little sister, someone has entered the jungle, the phoenix is luring people away, and the half-demon is ...... Foraging!' "Foraging?" Qing Ling looked stunned and shook his head slightly. After all, Izumi is just a beast, and he doesn't understand the way humans speak. The half-demon boy is eating.

Qing Ling looked up at the sky, the sunny sky above his head was covered by the leaves in the forest, and the light passed through the dense forest, so that Ran could clearly know what time it was, just after noon.

"Since the little half-demon is eating, let's catch up with it, the feeling of an empty stomach for half a month is really uncomfortable. Qing Ling rubbed his stomach and rushed over in the direction that Quan Quan had instructed.

The position of the half-demon boy is not far from the direction in which the phoenix leads away from the orion, after finding the half-demon boy, Qing Ling can also call the phoenix to come over and dine together, which is really a double win. In addition, Qingling has just cultivated and perfected his spiritual power**, and he is in a good mood, Quanquan sees the opportunity, and when will he stay if he doesn't please the little master at this time?

Shuttling through the jungle, using an inch of steps, a few steps and a few long distances, so that Qing Ling quickly noticed the traces of the half-demon boy, this dense forest smells of fishy, there seems to be a group of wild beasts living here, judging from the footprints of the beasts in the grass on the ground, it should be a group of jackals.

Speeding up, Qing Ling hurried to go, the strength of the half-demon boy Qing Ling was clear, although he was a half-demon, but in fact he was only a little stronger than ordinary people, although he taught him a little bit of cultivation, but it was only a short ten days, Qing Ling didn't think he could cultivate anything, and now he was afraid that it would be dangerous for him to break into the wolves by mistake.

The spiritual power spreads out, probing the surrounding movements at any time, and the Qingling people have not yet arrived, and the spiritual power has already 'seen' the appearance of the half-demon boy at this time.

At this time, he bent over and squatted beside a fallen wolf, within a radius of tens of meters, there were more than a hundred and ten fallen wolves, but each of them was motionless and without a trace of life.

What the hell is going on!?

Qing Ling realized that the situation was not good, and the only living creature not far away was the half-demon boy, so the reason for the death of one hundred and ten wild wolves was nothing more than related to him. But can he do all this? Even if the wild wolf is just a mortal thing, but a hundred and ten packs of them, even the best hunter has absolutely no chance of survival, let alone a half-old child?

Frowning and thinking, Qing Ling had already arrived at the destination where the wild wolf had died, and saw the half-demon squatting beside the wild wolf with his own eyes.

"What are you doing!?" the crisp voice sounded, and if it weren't for the fact that there were no other living creatures around, it would have startled the wolves.

The half-demon boy was obviously startled by the sound, shook his back to Qing Ling's body, and slowly turned around.

What did Qing Ling see?! A 'monster' with a red face, turquoise pupils turning red and purple, pointed ears, and fangs at the corners of his mouth!

Suddenly, Qing Ling realized that something was wrong, it stands to reason that there were so many wild wolves dead around, and the smell of blood must be strong, but now, even if he was standing among the wolf corpses everywhere, the smell of blood that Qing Ling could smell was very faint.

What about the blood of wild wolves?

Staring at the blood stains on the half-demon boy's lips, Qingling's pupils shrank sharply, and she thought of a possibility, that is, the blood of these wild wolves was sucked dry by the half-demon boy.

No wonder when she asked Quanquan about the whereabouts of the half-demon boy, Quanquan used a 'foraging' to describe what he did, in this way, it was really no different from a beast, he was a person after all, even if it was not completely human blood, but he couldn't be so self-defeating and willing to become a beast!

In addition, Qing Ling also noticed that the aura on the half-demon boy's body was chaotic at this time, and there was a kind of explosive fluctuations that continued to emanate outward around him. That kind of aura is different from the peaceful aura of a cultivator, and it is not a demonic aura, it is a chaotic aura that makes people feel cold and manic.

The appearance of the half-demon boy was seen by Qing Ling in person, which also frightened him, these days, after he cultivated **, he felt very hungry and hungry, so he hunted everywhere, and in hunting beasts again and again, he found that after absorbing the blood of beasts, it would make him feel satisfied. While he is no longer hungry, he can also greatly improve his cultivation when he cultivates, so in the continuous hunting, his cultivation is also significantly enhanced day by day.

The temptation of blood made him unable to let go of this method anymore, and the peripheral animals of the jungle, whether they were hares, birds, jackals, tigers and leopards, as long as the animals he saw had no way to live, and it was for this reason that the animals in the jungle were reduced, and the hunters could not hunt their prey.

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