My wife is a second generation zombie

Chapter 198 Just passed by
"Han Feng, I feel that flying sword control is very easy!"

In the living room, Lin Mumu controlled the flying sword to swim in the air like a fish.She didn't mean to show off, but she looked like she couldn't control Han Feng's manipulation before, but she found some way out later.

She was already ready to tear down her home, but...

It seems a bit too simple.

It's like an instinct engraved in my mind.

Han Feng: "..."

He was a little reluctant to talk.

People are more popular than dead people.

This manipulation technique looks like a veteran at first glance.

I had only scratched my head a little bit, but I was still far from Lin Mumu's level of manipulation.

This guy's memory about Feijian has not been sealed?

Just when Han Feng was thinking about it.

Lin Mumu was also thinking about this matter.

The control is so smooth, am I a genius?
He is a genius, but the current situation cannot be explained by a genius. Even if he is highly talented, he cannot be so proficient right away.

Have you manipulated it before?
An idea came to her mind.

My previous cultivation level must have probably exceeded the foundation building period, so this can explain it.

More than foundation building?
That's right, it seems like I can still fly in the air.

After reading so many memories before, she actually had no idea about her own cultivation.

Only now did she realize that her previous cultivation might not be simple.

Just saying so...

Where did the cultivation go?

Why is there something wrong with my memory?

After thinking about it, Lin Mumu became distracted.

brush!
The flying sword flew straight towards Han Feng's room.

"Holy shit, this King Meow is so damned!!"

Huang Miaomiao screamed, and then walked out of the room with a sad face, with another flying sword stuck in his butt, swinging one after another.

King Meow was a little confused as to why he was hit by the sword again.

This time, Feijian had already arranged a formation in advance to seal up the living room.

It was impossible for the flying sword to fly out of the living room.

But when it saw Lin Mumu, it seemed to remember something and its face twitched!

fuck!

King Meow actually forgot a key part. This guy Lin Mumu is not affected by the formation at all! !
The same goes for the flying sword with her spiritual power...

only.

If the flying sword is not affected by the formation, it will not be affected by the formation.

The Meow King also had a backup plan. This time it was facing the door, and it was theoretically impossible for the flying sword to penetrate it.However, the flying sword flew in and made a sharp turn, hitting it hard in the butt.

Pass by.

Accurate one!
King Meow is a little suspicious, Lin Mumu did it on purpose!
Seeing Huang Miaomiao coming out, Han Feng and Lin Mumu were a little stunned.

Has this cat done anything bad recently?

Why does the flying sword hit it every time?

"Five steaks, I'll forget it, King Meow."

Huang Miaomiao stretched out her paw and made a five sign, paused, glanced at Lin Mumu, retracted three fingers, and said with a guilty conscience, "Well, for Lin Mumu, just two meals is enough."

"Who do you, cat, look down on?"

Lin Mumu snorted lightly.

Huang Miaomiao: "..."

Han Feng: "..."

"That, that, six meals?"

Huang Miaomiao weakly made a six sign.

Lin Mumu was so easy to talk to and even took the initiative to increase the price, which made King Meow very uneasy.

There must be a pit waiting ahead!

"Six times, Huang Miaomiao, what do you think?! One time, at most one time."

Lin Mumu stretched out a finger.

"A meal?" Huang Miaomiao's face turned dark. After hesitating again and again, he couldn't help but ask, "Then were you teasing me just now?"

"Haha, I mean, I only gave you [-]% off, who are you looking down on? At least I started with [-]% off!"

Lin Mumu replied.

Huang Miaomiao: "..."

Han Feng: "..."

Perfect logic! !
After the blip.

balcony.Han Feng and Lin Mumu both stood on the flying sword.

One for each.

The two of them were ready to go.

"Mu Mu, after all, you have not reached the level of foundation building, so you should be careful when flying. When you feel that there is not much spiritual power in your body, you should stop in time."

Han Feng said.

"Uh-huh!"

Lin Mumu nodded.

It was my first time to fly with a sword, and I was a little excited just thinking about it.

I just don’t know who is faster, myself or Han Feng.

"go!"

Han Feng said softly.

"it is good!"

Lin Mumu thought.

Subsequently,

boom!
The window broke and the glass shattered all over the floor.

"Are both the flying sword and the glass attractive? The glass windows were installed in the afternoon, and we will find someone again tomorrow..."

With a sigh, Han Feng flew out with a thought in his mind.

"Han Feng, it feels different to fly by yourself! I feel like a bird at the moment, I can go wherever I want."

Lin Mumu opened her arms and felt the wind blowing through her hands.

She could go wherever she wanted with just a thought. At this moment, she really felt like she had turned into an eagle, an eagle soaring in the sky.

Han Feng smiled and opened his arms like Lin Mumu.

Two figures flew back and forth in the sky, accompanied by laughter like silver bells.

"Let's compete to see who can fly faster! Starting from the traffic light in front and ending at Ninghai Street, we must follow the route and cannot take shortcuts. The loser must agree to the winner's request!"

Lin Mumu shouted excitedly, and then flew downwards with a flying sword.

This stuff!

I want to get some food again.

Han Feng shook his head and followed.

The flying speed of the flying sword is related to spiritual power. The more spiritual power input, the faster it will naturally fly.If competing at high altitude, Han Feng could easily beat Lin Mumu.

But flying on the street is different.

Not only is speed tested, but control is also tested.

It's flying too fast, and if you can't control it, you'll go the wrong way.

"Han Feng, you are too slow, I will take the first step."

At the beginning of the game, Lin Mumu had the upper hand.

"It's just the beginning, I will strike later!"

Han Feng chuckled.

The journey just beginning has many turns.In terms of control, he is indeed much worse than Lin Mumu, so it is normal to lag behind.

brush!
brush!
Two figures were flying across the street.

"We're almost there! We're going to win this time. What do we want from Han Feng?"

Lin Mumu was a little excited.

There is only one street left behind.

She just looked back and didn't see Han Feng.

at this time.

"Mumu, you fly too slowly."

Han Feng's voice suddenly sounded.

"Ok?"

Lin Mumu looked back and saw Han Feng appearing at the corner, chasing her quickly.

Han Feng's speed.

It seems that he may not be sure to win.

"Hmph, luckily I prepared the charm."

Lin Mumu smiled slightly, and then put a charm on his flying sword.

brush!
Her speed increased instantly.

"This stuff..."

Han Feng shook his head when he saw this, and then increased his spiritual power output.

The last street is a straight street where he can go full force.

(End of this chapter)