Chapter 107 Weird and the Return of the Ninth Uncle!

"Hey, hey!"

With a sneer, Feng Wanli's eyes turned black and he lost consciousness in an instant.

It's dark and hazy, and I don't know how time passes.

"Wanli!" "Senior Brother Feng!"

Suddenly, a familiar shout came from Feng Wanli's ears, but the exhaustion completely enveloped him, and it was extremely difficult to open a pair of eyes.

"I... It's!"

In a daze, Feng Wanli felt as if he had forgotten something important.

"Maybe it's too tired, let's not disturb Senior Brother Feng. ”

As the voice in his ears disappeared, Feng Wanli's consciousness dissipated, and he fell into a deep sleep again.

"Hey, hey!"

A pitch-black figure suddenly appeared in front of Feng Wanli, the thick black fog was filled, and it was impossible to see the face of the black figure clearly, but the strange laughter kept ringing, and the cold touch was so real, all kinds of strange scenes, I don't know how many times they appeared in the dream.

"Whew!"

Feng Wanli panted heavily, slowly got up from the bed, the intense dizziness made him unable to exert himself, gently rubbed his eyebrows, and said secretly: "I really want to have encountered something that made me unconscious." ”

"That's not right!"

Feeling the memory loss scene in his mind, Feng Wanli couldn't help but shake his head: "The way I look is most likely amnesia." ”

The memory began when the wind ended refining the corpse and leaving the mass grave, and everything that happened after that has been forgotten.

"Let's ask Qiu Shengwen first, see where they found themselves, and why am I in a coma?"

Feng Wanli had endless doubts in his heart, looked down and carefully looked at his whole body, and found that there was not the slightest wound on his body.

"It doesn't look like someone knocked me out!"

Feng Wanli shook his head, turned around and pushed open the wooden door, and saw the frolicking Qiusheng Wencai at a glance, the two friends jumped around, in this world full of ghosts, they can actually maintain such a state of mind, which makes Feng Wanli very admired.

"Wanli!" "Senior Brother Feng!"

With the sound of pushing the door, the two soon spotted the wind.

"Senior Brother Qiusheng, Senior Brother Wencai!"

Feng Wanli arched his hand towards the two: "How could I be unconscious, do the two senior brothers know what is going on?"

"You fainted outside the Yanyu Building, or did the security team ask us to take you back!" Qiusheng covered his mouth and smiled: "Otherwise, if we rush in time, we may still be lying in the security room." ”

"Sleeping in the Smoke and Rain Building?"

Feng Wanlijian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he couldn't help asking, "Has the Yanyu Building collapsed? Where am I going to do something?"

He has obtained Liu Yingying's corpse to refine the living corpse, and it stands to reason that he has no reason to go to Yanyu Lou, but listening to Qiusheng's meaning, he passed out there.

"When the recovery is complete, Yanyu Building is a must!"

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he made a secret decision.

"Let's wait until the master's retreat is over!"

At the same time, Wen Cai lowered his head and ate the corn, and said sullenly: "The master must know these things." ”

"Uh-huh!"

Feng Wanli nodded, but he also felt that this was the safest way, after all, the talisman on his body had been completely depleted, and the spiritual power in his body had not recovered.

This strange experience made Feng Wanli a lot more cautious, after all, this is a world full of ghosts and gods, if he is still so careless, he doesn't know how he died.

Although the strength of the ghosts in the Nine Uncle series of movies is not very strong, it is not only the wind that can be ignored by the foundation building, not to mention that even if it is the Ninth Uncle, killing that series of zombies and ghosts will also die for a lifetime, which is very dangerous.

After thinking clearly, Feng Wanli didn't waste much time, turned around and went into the wooden house, recovering spiritual power and accumulating talismans.

After the advanced foundation was built, Feng Wanli condensed two drops of golden purple spirit liquid.

After testing, the amount of two drops of liquid is about the same, and the amount of one drop of spiritual liquid can be comparable to 1,000 spiritual power threads during the Qi cultivation period.

A thousand spiritual power wires, it seems like a lot, but in fact, it can't help but be spent, if you cast a fire spell, it is okay to condense hundreds of them, but if you want to cast the fourth layer of the lightning thunder fist, the three dragons will fall, and you will have to wilt.

The growth of spiritual power allowed Feng Wanli to refine more runes at one time, and in just three days, Feng Wanli refined nearly fifty runes, and some of the three runes of fire spells, demon slaying techniques, and corpse suppression techniques were refined.

"According to Qiusheng Wencai, Uncle Nine will be out of the customs tonight!"

Feng Wanli exhaled softly, the turbid breath in his mouth slowly exhaled along the moonlight, stood up, walked out of the house, and the thick smell of rice came from afar.

"Tonight, the master is out of the customs, and I have prepared the master's favorite rice cake!"

Wen Cai held a large bag of pulp paper and placed it on the wooden table.

"Rice cakes!"

As soon as he heard the word rice cake, Qiusheng's face was happy, and he jumped up and came to the table, opened the paper bag mixed with a thick fragrance, took out a piece of rice cake, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Delicious! delicious!"

With rice cakes in his mouth, Qiusheng said vaguely: "Where did you get the money, you won't take the master's private money, right?"

Wen Cai glared at Qiusheng: "What's the matter, you put down the rice cake quickly, this is for the master." ”

"Cut!"

Qiusheng rolled his eyes, threw the rice cake on the ground, and muttered, "Isn't it just to eat a piece of your rice cake, as for being so stingy?"

"Smack!"

Suddenly, with a slap of the face, a yellow figure appeared behind Qiusheng, and with a slight squeeze of his right hand, the rice cake on the table had already fallen into the hand of the comer

"Master!"

"Oh, master, are you out of the customs?"

The corners of Feng Wanli's mouth raised slightly, looked at the comer, and said secretly: "Uncle Nine!"

"You two bunnies!"

Uncle Nine glared at Qiusheng Wencai, but the smile at the corner of his mouth couldn't hide it, seeing that the two of them were the same as before, his heart was relieved, and then he looked at Feng Wanli on the side: "Wanli, are you okay?"

"Uncle!"

Feng Wanli straightened his clothes and arched his hand: "Thank you Uncle for saving your life!"

This is not hypocrisy, Feng Wanli fell under Shi Jian's Lightning Thunder Fist, if it wasn't for Uncle Jiu to rescue him and give him the Lightning Thunder Fist, Feng Wanli would not be able to stand here properly at all.

"Not bad!"

Uncle Nine looked at Feng Wanli with deep meaning, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Wait until you finish eating and go back to the house with me, I have something to talk to you about!"

"Sure enough, I found it!"

Feng Wanli's heart jumped, it was very likely that his foundation building and cultivation were discovered by Uncle Jiu.

"Master, in the middle of the night, talk at night, it's not good!"

Before Uncle Jiu's words fell, Qiusheng on the side smiled evilly.

"Stinky boy!"

With a slap down, Uncle Nine slapped it directly on Qiusheng's head, and shouted: "You can't stop your mouth if you have food." ”