"You, what did you just say?"

When Mang Jun saw the black snake, he swallowed the spirit in one gulp, and was about to fight hard, but the black snake turned around, smiled at it with an elder expression, and began to preach. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Are you a spirit?"

Mang Jun's eyes widened, and he immediately took back the claws that had just been stretched out, with an incredible expression, and then sniffed the atmosphere in the surrounding air hard, even more puzzled.

The other party was completely healed, and the breath on his body was different, but his sworn tone made Mang Jun have to suspect that he had made a mistake in judgment, or ......

"Don't smell it! The little guy is the little guy, he can't even distinguish his own people, hasn't an adult taught you? How can you smell it with your nose! Calm down, look into my eyes, and then open the probing power of your soul, that is the talent of the spirit race, and you can feel the source of any person, thing, and thing with your soul alone. ”

Although he wanted to stop himself from experimenting in the way that this black snake's mouth said, it seemed that his words were extremely attractive, after all, it was also based on this inexplicable perception that Hao Chen had judged the part of Hao Chen's body that was different from those people's bodies and belonged to his master.

Curiosity instantly occupied Mangjun's mind, she thought for a few seconds, then closed her eyes according to the method said in the black snake's mouth, stabilized her mind a little, and then opened her eyes to look at the snake's eyes, although they were not golden, but they had incomparably attractive and attractive pupils.

Then he unfolded himself, powerful, soul talent, surrounded the snake in front of him, for a moment, the snake's soul seemed to respond, instantly, opened his soul, and in the depths of his soul, Mang Jun clearly felt a breath that was the same as himself, but every spirit clan could feel the breath of the primordial soul.

It was really the Spirit Clan, retracting his divine sense, Wang Jun looked at the black snake in front of him incredulously, didn't it mean that as long as it was the Spirit Clan and the spirits who cultivated to the level of the essence head or above, they would have a pair of golden pupils, then, why did this snake obviously belong to the Spirit Clan but didn't have those golden eyes?

The confusion on Mang Jun's face was even stronger, and he suddenly remembered what he had said to this snake before, could it be that for the sake of the human form, the price he paid was, those eyes?

Is there any difference in the eyes of the Korlings other than the color?

"It seems that you finally understand, remember not to judge anyone or animal by their appearance alone, because the world is really, too big and too chaotic, and a little guy like you is outside, and it is easy to be deceived. ”

The senior fan of the teaching director with a black snake face, spit out the letter, and looked at the black cat in front of him with satisfaction.

"Tell me what's your name?" he asked.

"I remember someone told me that the eyes of the Spirit Race should be golden, but why are your eyes black in both human and snake shape?"

Although he knew that the other party was also a spirit clan, his expression was still very nervous, after all, in Mangjun's opinion, apart from Hao Chen and the master, there were not many trustworthy things in this world.

"It seems that you still don't trust me, well, I'll tell you, my eyes, hehe! That's the price of exchange, someone needs my golden eyes, and I need a body, a human body, to fulfill a promise. So you can't see my golden pupils, but you can perceive from your soul that I'm of the same race as you. ”

At this moment, the things that had just been swallowed by the black snake had been instantly squeezed and digested by the muscles, and they were exhausted. The snake looked at the few remaining spirits next to him, who could not pose a threat at all, and showed a vicious expression, as if threatening, glared at them for a while, then turned back, and turned back to the appearance of a human being.

"Then are you also a liuyuan?"

Having said so much, although Mangjun's doubts have been over for the most part, there is still a problem, he can't understand that in Mangjun's life, the only spirit he has seen is himself.

To this day, Mangjun still remembers the place where he was born, it was a seaside, and when he woke up, he opened his eyes and saw that outside the woods, the waves were turbulent, wave after wave crashing on the beach.

There was no one around him, and his body was only a small beast the size of a milk cat, probably because he was hungry and cold, he walked through the woods and arrived at a human village not far away, which was when he met his master, he took care of him, gave him food, and at the same time told himself that he was a spirit race.

Almost all the things about the spirit were told to him by the master himself, and he did not see other gifts in the years after that, the master said that it was because the spirit is rare and rare, so maybe it can be encountered in the future, but Mang Jun did not expect to encounter it again, the same clan of the spirit race, it will be the current scene.

"No, Liuyuan is only a small part of the entire Spirit Race, but it is also very rare, according to human beings, you are an endangered species!"

The man dressed in black stood in front of Mangjun, leaned down, stretched out his hand, touched the head of the ally, and looked at him while smiling, as if he had seen a lovely child of his clan.

The pampering and relief on his face was not at all what he had been before, and his attitude towards those spirits was as if he had seen an enemy.

Mang Jun was a little embarrassed by his sudden movements.

After all, before this, only the master and Hao Chen had treated him like this, and Hao Chen was at least the master's soul parasital? Although he couldn't say it, this strange feeling, but at least Mang Jun felt very kind.

And the existence of the same clan in front of him, who didn't know how to describe it, made Mang Jun, who was used to being alone and Hao Chen, feel a little overwhelmed.

"Why aren't you used to it? Hehe, it's rare to meet, the same race, so I also have some ......"

After speaking, the man in black withdrew his hand and still looked at Mang Jun with a smile on his face.

But at this moment, the mandrill had already taken it, and the two injured spirits rushed back.

"You know him?"

Mandrill's eyes widened, and he had an expression of disbelief.

He didn't expect that the spirit head brought by Hao Chen would be able to talk to this black snake that had just been at war with him. And this black snake, just after changing back into human form, seems to have touched his head, looking pampered.

"I don't know. ”

"It's not a acquaintance. ”

Mangjun and the snake said it almost in unison.

“...... It seems that this time, I was planted in my own hands. ”

After saying that, the mandrill put on an attacking state.