The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 2755 Eyes wide open
"Hey, don't, don't, we'll be there soon. Grandpa, there is really a great thing waiting for you. The front is in the front. Come with me. I'm sure you'll be surprised."

As soon as the male duck saw that he was going to leave, he became anxious immediately, and hurriedly grabbed him. He was not sure that he could deal with the two creatures that came over by himself, but he needed someone to be the cannon fodder to test them out their strength
He didn't have the kindness to share the food he was guarding with a deadly enemy.

This food was the first time he encountered it in tens of thousands of years, so he was even more reluctant to part with it.

He didn't want other souls to find out, otherwise he would have to compete with others. His strength here can't even be ranked in the upper middle, but it's only in the middle and lower reaches.

But as long as he devours these two creatures, his strength will definitely jump up to several levels.

Undoubtedly, he can still be lucky enough to jump into the high-level strength.

Looking at the attitude of Drake's voice, it is impossible for that broken voice to be defenseless.

He has been his deadly enemy for so many years, if there is any good thing waiting for him, most likely even if there is a good thing, he wants to use him.

But he was quite curious, what good thing was there to let this guy come to find his deadly enemy.

Thinking this way, he said he wanted to leave, but in fact, as soon as the other party asked him to stay, he went straight forward with him.

The two people along the way have their own ghosts.

Until the broken voice saw the two people surrounded by the ghostly spell, his eyes stared straight.

This, this is really a big surprise, the living beings are alive with the taste of flesh and blood.

His eyes were so wide that the corners of his eyes were about to burst.

From the corner of his mouth, halazi flowed out involuntarily, and he sniffled with a look of intoxication.

"Ah, it smells so good, the taste of flesh and blood is so nostalgic."

This broken voice was a person who did all kinds of evil before he was alive, and his favorite thing was to eat the flesh and blood of all kinds of creatures. Now that he has turned into a ghast, this kind of thought is naturally getting deeper, and absorbing the flesh and blood of creatures is still a great tonic for him .

Now seeing two strangers in front of him, his eyes were pierced, and greed had already been born in his heart.

But soon he realized that something was wrong, there was a stranger here, so why didn't the drake swallow it by himself, and instead told him about it, did he really want to share it with him so kindly?
Obviously, this is not possible.

This male duck's voice is not kind, and he was a guy who did all kinds of evil in his life. Such a person is not so kind, not to mention that in front of him is the flesh and blood that they have been looking forward to and longing for for thousands of years.

He didn't tell himself by himself, it was obvious that he had bad intentions.

A flash of sharpness flashed in the eyes of Po Gong's throat. He glanced at those two people and felt their strength. He didn't feel it, but he probably understood. This guy is using himself as a tool, and he wants to test the two people personal strength.

But letting him be a tool man would cost a lot.

He is not a nice guy.

The corner of the mouth with a broken throat evoked a sinister smile in a corner that no one was paying attention to, and the whole expression became more and more strange and ferocious.

At the moment when the two souls appeared, from their point of view, Leng Wuyou and Jun Moyuan, who had been blinded by ghost spells, had indeed captured their existence.

The two people inadvertently looked at each other in secret, just a look, and a sense of tacit understanding was naturally generated.

The two soul bodies approached them, and when they approached to a certain extent, Leng Wuyou and Jun Moyue directly launched an attack.

With a thought in Leng Wuyou's palm, a wisp of Nirvana fire appeared, condensed into a chain, and slammed directly towards the broken voice opposite her.

A cold look flashed across Jun Moyuan's eyes, his palms were full of blood, and he slapped the male duck opposite him across the throat.

(End of this chapter)