call.

Hong Qigong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mother, the golden-haired lion king is really unlucky, why did he provoke so many undead."

Ye Wudao said: "Animals are animals, and no matter how you unlock your intelligence, your wisdom is not comparable to that of humans."

"It wasn't until it attracted so many dead spirits that it discovered the law that killing one dead spirit will produce two dead spirits."

Hong Qigong nodded: "That's right."

"The golden lion king's brain is really not easy to use, but its elixir is a good thing. I can feel the powerful breath released by its elixir just now."

"Master, let's discuss something."

Ye Wudao could guess what Hong Qigong wanted to "discuss", of course, it was the idea of ​​the Golden Lion King Lingdan.

But he still asked: "Tell me, what are we discussing?"

Hong Qigong said: "Master, I would like to teach you everything I have learned in my life. Could you give me the elixir of the Golden Lion King?"

"The elixir of the Golden Lion King can save my life several times."

Ye Wudao thought for a while: "I can only promise you half."

Hong Qigong looked suspicious: "Promise is promise, not promise is not promise, what does it mean to promise only half."

Ye Wudao: "I can promise you that I will teach you everything you have learned in your life, but I can't give you the elixir of the Golden Lion King."

Hong Qigong was dumbfounded.

My God, how can people be so shameless.

This fucking call is half promise?

It's fucking shameless and rascal, okay?

The deal ended naturally.

Ye Wudao would never give the elixir to Hong Qigong.

Of course, Ye Wudao also had to learn Hong Qigong's lifelong skills.

I am your master, what is yours is mine, what is mine is still mine.

Hong Qigong found that Ye Wudao's speed was not fast, so he urged: "Master, you speed up and stay away from the undead group."

"Being so close to the undead, the dead aura they emit is also eroding my body."

Ye Wudao said: "I just want to keep a short distance from the undead group, lest the undead group lose us."

why?

Hong Qigong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This group of undead is not a good thing, why should you worry about them being lost?"

Ye Wudao: "We may meet the God Lord and the others next. The strength of the God Lord should not be underestimated. If we can use these undead to attack the God Lord, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort?"

Hong Qigong nodded thoughtfully: "Well, that's true."

Ye Wudao always moves forward neither fast nor slow.

But after continuing on for a long time, Ye Wudao suddenly noticed something unusual.

"Have you found out that the distance between the undead and us is getting farther and farther."

Hong Qigong nodded: "Their speed is indeed decreasing."

Why?

Ye Wudao said: "Is it because I knew that I couldn't catch up with us, so I gave up?"

Hong Qigong shook his head: "I don't think so. You can also see that the undead are not wise, and the act of chasing and killing humans is an instinct. How could they give up their instincts because they can't catch up?"

Xu Linger: "Look, now the undead group has stopped."

Ye Wudao and Hong Qigong also stopped and looked at the undead group.

Sure enough, the speed of the undead gradually slowed down until finally, it stopped completely and lingered in place.

Xu Linger said cautiously: "Little Ye, I seem to be able to feel their emotions. They seem to be afraid of something, so they dare not approach."

Xu Linger is a descendant of a half queen, with strong bloodline, and the death energy of the undead are two extremes. She can feel the fear of the undead, which is reasonable.

Ye Wudao frowned: "Afraid? What are you afraid of?"

Hong Qigong looked forward: "There is no doubt that they are afraid of what is ahead." JrNovels.com