Incorporating the memory of the Red Fox, Zhang Shuo finally knew what happened in Feng Ling's era.

But this made him more confused.

At the same time, Zhang Shuo's current realm has reached the level of a half-step ghost king, which is an unexpected surprise.

Although the half-step Ghost King is not high, Zhang Shuo now dares to say that he is invincible within the realm of the Ghost King.

That's right, it's the realm of the Ghost King. Before, he couldn't bear the load brought by the ghost's body, but now it's OK, and his abilities are strange and unpredictable. He almost completes the shortcomings in any aspect, and has no weaknesses in his whole body.

He walked up with Ma Xiaolin, Zhang Shuo glanced at everyone and said:

"The matter has been resolved, you can do the aftermath."

Mr. Jia nodded, but he wanted to say something but stopped. Although he wanted to ask what had happened before, he didn't ask.

If Zhang Shuo wanted to tell them, he would naturally say it.

"Master Zhang, don't worry, just leave the next thing to us."

Zhang Shuo nodded, turned around and left, walked into the darkness, with a few flashes under his feet, and the person had disappeared without a trace.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Shuo appeared in the world of the undead.

Retrieving all the ghosts back into the system space, Zhang Shuo waved his hand, and the unconscious wind spirit appeared on the grass. The breeze blew by and the hair was dancing, as beautiful as a painting.

With the memory of the Red Fox, Zhang Shuo naturally knew what Feng Ling was like and could easily awaken her.

The Red Fox said before that Feng Ling was taken over, which was completely nonsense.

The Red Fox has no ability to take over Feng Ling at all, but uses his talents to copy Feng Ling's cultivation and temporarily has the strength of the Ghost King.

With this ability alone, Zhang Shuo's efforts were not in vain.

Zhang Shuo's eyes turned to Feng Ling, and the corners of his mouth grinned, feeling a little embarrassed.

It is easy to wake Feng Ling up, but the key is that after she wakes up, she may have some changes.

In the past memory, when the Red Fox was in Feng Ling's body, he left a drop of urine.

Even the old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years cannot be corrected for urination and defecation everywhere.

This drop of urine has no effect on the Yin Spirit. At most, it has the smell of a fox on its body and it will take several months to dissipate.

But Feng Ling is no longer a Yin Ling.

Her body was warm, her chest was undulating, and she was obviously breathing. Zhang Shuo tried her pulse with his hand, which was no different from that of ordinary people.

It is worthy of being one of the two great strange things in the underworld. Zhang Shuo has seen this ghost tears defiantly.

And that drop of fox urine is a poison to humans.

Or a medicine.

"**...well..."

Zhang Shuo sighed.

I just hope that Feng Ling can transform himself with his ghost king-level strength. Otherwise, the only daughter of the Feng clan who stood at the top of the world and the dignified man Wang Fuxi, would be fooled today.

Zhang Shuo took out Liuwei Dihuang Pills and ate half a bottle.

in case.

With a bent finger, a dot of light shot out from Zhang Shuo's fingers, falling on Feng Ling's forehead like a drop of water.

Feng Ling's long eyelashes trembled for a moment and slowly opened his eyes.

"Owner."

She shouted softly.

This sound was powerless, like a demonic sound that made Zhang Shuo's hands tremble and he had goose bumps all over his body.

"Feng Ling, are you okay?"

Zhang Shuo took a deep breath, calmed down his mood, and said to Feng Ling.

Feng Ling sat up slowly. She felt her own changes. She was stunned for a while. Finally, she touched her pulse and felt the familiar beating. She burst into tears.

"Owner!"

Feng Ling suddenly stood up and hugged Zhang Shuo.

Zhang Shuo breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the drop of fox urine has no effect on Feng Ling.

After all, Feng Ling is the strength of the Ghost King, and now she has become what she was back then, and her strength has increased a lot. It has reached the peak of the Ghost King and it is just a medicine to resist a ** medicine.

Zhang Shuo quietly used his supernatural power to turn the remaining half bottle of Liuwei Dihuang Pills into nothingness.

"Okay, OK, let's see if you are comfortable with your body."

Zhang Shuo patted her back and said.

However, Feng Ling did not let go of Zhang Shuo and still hugged him tightly.

Zhang Shuo seemed to feel something was wrong, and Feng Ling's breathing seemed to be a little rapid?

Zhang Shuo glanced out of the corner of his eyes and found that Feng Ling's face seemed to be redder and the temperature in her body was rising.

"Oops!"

Zhang Shuo was a little worried. He shouldn't have ruined the half bottle of Liuwei Dihuang Pills just now...

He sent a message to Du Mengqing that the horror house was not open today, so Zhang Shuo closed the world of the undead and then placed the wind spirit on the grass.

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The next day, when Zhang Shuo came out of the Horror House with his waist, his aura had already reached the peak of the half-step Ghost King. He was only one line away from the real Ghost King. Compared with the strongest man before, he was not weaker than the previous strongest immortal.

I really didn't expect that some things would have such benefits and would come often in the future.

It's a bit of Liuwei Dihuang Pills.

Zhang Shuo drove back to the villa and released all the ghosts.

With a lot of healing pills exchanged by Zhang Shuo from the system mall and a large number of underworld coins, the injuries of the starving ghost and the Pen Immortal have recovered a lot. Although they are still seriously injured, their basic actions are not hindered.

Zhang Shuo sat on the sofa with a ghost tears next to him.

The starving ghost was mournful and looked at the ghost's tears with a sad face.

Once upon a time, he was extremely close to this ghost tears.

Zhang Shuo said:

"As we said before, if he wins the competition between the starving ghost and you, you will be rewarded with a ghost tears, [Biquge www.xbqg5200.xyz] and your resources will be reduced, and now we can cash in."

Zhang Shuo played with the ghost tears in his hand and said with a smile:

"You also know the battle process, let's do it this way. I agree that the starving ghosts win, raise my hand."

In the hall, no one raised his hand except the old ghost.

Zhang Shuo shrugged, put away the ghost tears, and said to the starving ghost:

"Don't be sad, I'll keep this ghost tears for you."

The starving ghost's eyes lit up.

"Really, Master?"

Zhang Shuo chuckled and said:

"Don't be too happy too early. After all, the battle result is more appropriate to determine that you lose. But after all, I'm involved, so I'll give you a chance. If you can cultivate to the Ghost King, I'll give you this ghost tears."

"God King?"

The starving ghost understood Zhang Shuo’s intention.

If they practice the Ghost King, they will have the opportunity to find a suitable body. Then they will have the chance to resurrect with ghost tears!

Zhang Shuo is giving him a chance to be reborn!

The starving ghost was so excited that his hands were trembling. He knelt heavily on the ground and thanked Zhang Shuo.

Zhang Shuo distributed the underworld coins on the table to the ghosts and said:

"This is a reward for you, and I'm very satisfied with it."

He specially got an extra copy for the old ghost and said:

"Especially you, old ghost, you must have a special reward."

The old ghost took it in disappointment and looked at the starving ghost with some guilt.

Zhang Shuo waved his hand and asked the ghosts to practice on their own. He went upstairs to plan to have a nap. When he just stood up, Feng Ling's voice suddenly came from his heart.

"Master, are you here again today?"
Chapter completed!