Feng Yi raised his eyebrows slightly after seeing this. It was so fast. What level was the zombie that resurrected the Son? Can blood alone bring about such a big change?
When the Holy Son rushed over, Feng Yi stretched out his fingers and tapped lightly. His breath flew out along his fingertips, directly binding the Holy Son tightly like a rope. Moreover, Feng Yi's breath had a strong ability to suppress zombies.
He was rolling on the ground in pain, his mouth open and howling like a wild animal.
"Brother Feng, can you save the Holy Son? I think he is in great pain..."
Seeing that the Holy Son was in such pain, Lei Xiu walked to Feng Yi with red eyes and asked.
"I have no way to save him."
Feng Yi sighed and said: "He is already dead. He was revived by zombie blood. He has turned into a zombie.
If the zombie's blood is forced out, he will still die."
"this……"
Lei Xiu looked at the painful Holy Son, bit his teeth and asked, "What did the Great Elder say?"
"Axiu, the Holy Son is dead, and this monster in front of me is just like him."
The Great Elder walked in from the door and shook his head and said: "He will attack you after losing his mind. If you let him go, the entire Banner Clan will perish."
Lei Xiu's face turned pale when she heard the elder's words. She already understood the other person's hidden meaning.
"Mr. Feng, I'll leave it to you."
The great elder nodded to Feng.
"good."
Feng Yi hooked his fingers, and under the pull of his breath, the Holy Son flew directly to his hand. Feng Yi made a gesture and walked out. Lei Xiu wanted to stop him, but the great elder stood in the middle and said: "Axiu, you still don't understand.
What? Keeping him is just a disaster!"
Lei Xiu finally burst into tears. She didn't expect that the great elder would be so cruel and actually agreed to Feng Yi to completely get rid of the Holy Son.
"Great Elder, I don't want Axiu to see this scene. You stop her and I'll go out and deal with it."
Feng Yi sighed softly.
"Excuse me, Mr. Feng."
The great elder nodded.
After Feng Yi appeared, Lei Xiu wanted to follow her out, but the elder grabbed her and said, "Axiu, I'm very sad too, but we can't bet on the future of the Banner Clan.
The Holy Son is dead. We have seen it with our own eyes. Now he has become a zombie and can only live by sucking blood. If he sucks the blood of his tribe, he will be in more pain than us when he wakes up. Do you understand?
I don’t want this either, but it’s the best option.”
Lei Xiu's mind went blank after hearing the great elder's words. She sat on a chair and cried silently.
Feng Yi took the Holy Son outside and said calmly: "You are already dead, and turning me into a zombie is not what you want, so let me take you on your last journey."
As he spoke, Feng Yi turned his palm into a claw, and his five fingers flashed with a strong aura, and he patted the Holy Son with a soft drink.
Roar!
Just when Feng Yi's hand was about to slap the Holy Son, a monster's roar suddenly came from the sky. A figure was as fast as lightning, leaving an afterimage in the air and then came to Feng Yi in an instant and faced him.
A palm.
boom!
The two hands collided, and a strong air current burst out in the air. Feng Yiwen remained motionless, but the clothes on his body made a rustling sound, and the person facing him took several steps back in succession, with a pair of cloudy eyes filled with disbelief.
"You finally showed up."
Feng Yi looked at the person in front of him and raised his lips slightly: "You saved him, right?"
In front of him was a zombie wearing a Qing Dynasty official uniform with a haggard face. This was a flying zombie, not a thousand-year-old flying zombie.
But there are also hundreds of years of practice.
Fei Zhan looked at Feng Yi with a strange light in his eyes, obviously guessing the true meaning of Feng Yi's words.
"Actually, I didn't want to kill him. Everything I did just now was just an act to lure you out."
Feng Yi said softly: "You are Fei Zheng and you already have your own consciousness. Why do you want to save a dead boy? Can you tell me the reason?
Don’t worry, I don’t mean any harm, I’m just curious.”
"Ho ho ho..."
Fei Zhan roared twice and looked at Feng Yi warily. Seeing that the other person's expression was as usual and he had no intention of continuing to fight, he took out a wooden sign from his body and threw it over.
Feng Yi was not worried about the other party cheating. As soon as they fought, the other party realized that his strength was superior to it.
If it dares to have any malicious intent, Feng Yi doesn't mind getting rid of it directly.
After taking the sign, Feng Yi discovered that it was a waist badge, somewhat similar to the ID card of later generations.
There is a string of Manchu words engraved on the waist tag, and there is a small string of Chinese characters below, which reads: Aixinjueluo Xuankui.
"Xuankui, such a familiar name..."
Feng Yi looked at the waist card and thought for a while. It seemed that Xuan Kui was one of the big bosses in a certain zombie TV series, and the protagonist of that TV series was Mao Xiaofang.
It's a pity that Mao Xiaofang is no longer in this world, and I didn't expect that he would meet him.
However, Feng Yi didn't watch much of that plot and had no impression of it. He only remembered that Xuan Kui was supposed to be a good zombie.
"You are a member of the Qing Dynasty royal family."
Feng Yi raised his head and looked at Xuan Kui and said.
Xuankui nodded.
"Why did you become a zombie?"
Feng Yi continued to ask.
Xuankui hesitated for a while, and then started to make gestures with his hands. Feng Yi looked at it for a while and understood: "You were killed in your prime, and then you became a zombie."
Seeing Xuan Kui nodding, Feng Yi pointed at the Holy Son and said, "What about him? What does he have to do with you?"
Xuankui looked at the Holy Son floating in the air, still full of pain, showing sadness and distress. Feng Yi suddenly said: "He was your son, and he was also killed when you were killed, but he did not become
Instead of being a zombie, he was reincarnated and became the Holy Son of the Banner Clan.
You recognized him and have been secretly protecting him, but you didn't expect that he was killed by his current father, and even you had no time to save him.
Because the second time you witnessed your son die in front of you, you fed him with your own blood, resurrecting him and turning him into a zombie. Am I right?"
The sadness in Xuankui's eyes became even stronger, and he nodded slowly.
So that’s it.
The mystery in Feng Yi's heart was finally solved. Why he smelled the strong Yin energy in the tomb and why the Holy Son turned into a zombie was all caused by Xuan Kui.
It seems that this father and son are really pitiful. Both were killed during the Qing Dynasty. One became a zombie and the other was reincarnated. But the reincarnated one was killed by his biological father...
Seeing Feng Yi's silence, Xuan Kui thought he was going to take action, so he first stood in front of the Holy Son, and then waved his hand at Feng Yi. The meaning was very simple, he didn't want Feng Yi to kill the Holy Son.
"I don't want to kill him, but he has become a zombie and must live on blood. Do you also want your son to become a monster?"
Feng Yi asked rhetorically.
Xuan Kui shook his head, and when he saw that Feng Yi really had no intention of doing anything, he jumped up and came back not long after, but when he came back, he had an extra live sheep in his hand.
In front of Feng Yi, it stretched out its fangs and pierced the sheep's body, sucking blood from its mouth, and the sheep shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
