Chapter 1760

In the following days, Qin Huan still kept the mutant spirit ant every day.

Under his key cultivation, the mutant spirit ant is stronger and stronger, and the lines on his body are more and more clear.

In order to make it stronger when it grew up, Qin Huan fed each other with the holy power of the divine soul and the extremely fierce power. When it was only half a month from the harvest of the red Lin grass, Qin Huan obviously felt that the smell of the spirit ant was something extraordinary.

Moreover, the lines on his body showed six light colors. Although they were extremely subtle, Qin Huan's divine sense was enough to find them.

As the harvest day approached, Huang Feng looked at more and more lush Chilin grass, smiled and opened flowers on his face, and looked at Qin Huan with a sense of teasing and ridicule.

Because the Chilin grass has blossomed for three years and was just planted when it first came, it will bloom only on the harvest day.

Just when Huang Feng was full of confidence, he suddenly found that all the spirit ants in his medicine field shrank at the edge and trembled

This situation made Huang Feng almost suffocate like a bolt from the blue.

When he woke up, the whole man jumped up fiercely, turned his head and looked at the friar beside him. When he was about to open his mouth to say something, he saw that the friar was quietly guiding the medicine bug with his eyes closed.

The divine sense was revealed, but he found that the Friar's medicine field was not different. He looked at others and found that the same medicine bug trembled before, but it didn't appear this time.

Huang Feng was stunned. He was unwilling to look down at his medicine field. After his face was cloudy and sunny, he ran frantically to one side.

Last time deacon Liu explained that if he showed up, he could send someone to report. Now, again, where can Huang Feng sit still?

Qin Huan did not look at Huang Feng's departure and continued to nurture him.

In less than half an hour, Huang Feng came with a decadent face, because deacon Liu and others were busy near the harvest day. Where did he have time to meet a ninth class Cheap slave? Even the door was entered, and Huang Feng was blown out and warned.

Looking for deacon Liu, Huang Feng returned to the medicine field. He saw that the medicine insects were still trembling. His face was very white and his body was trembling.

On this harvest day, Huang Feng suddenly came out, which made Huang Feng, who was still full of confidence, sink to the bottom of the valley and almost despair. If the medicine bug does not recover or recovers late, he will die this time!!

This makes Huang Feng acceptable?

"What to do? What to do?" Huang Feng trembled and suddenly thought of something. He fiercely looked up at the sky. In recent months, the big deacon would come to inspect almost every ten days and a half months.

Counting the time, the next inspection should be these two days.

Thinking of this, Huang Feng forced down his fear and despair, slowly did it, adjusted his breathing, and his divine consciousness shrouded the medicine field. Recalling that deacon Liu said that he had the power to entangle the grass roots of Chilin, he wanted to see if it was true.

But after checking for a long time, Huang Feng still didn't feel anything. He could only watch the medicine bug tremble. From time to time, he looked up to the sky in the distance to see if the Deacon came.

While Huang Feng was anxiously waiting for the deacon, the mutant spirit ant was swallowing its fierce power. Qin Huan was stunned that the speed of the spirit ant was terrible.

"If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that the spirit ant will soon evolve into a Taoist ant?" Qin Huan was surprised.

This spirit ant is nearly ten times larger than ordinary spirit ants, and its phagocytic ability is unknown.

When the harvest is only seven days away.

Qin Huan's mind tried to integrate into the mutant spirit ant, because he swallowed enough holy power to make Qin Huan's spirit integrate into the mutant spirit ant.

Qin Huan wanted to see if he could control the spirit ant.

"Huh?"

Qin Huan, who was deeply absorbed, suddenly realized that the spirit ant had a slight fluctuation of consciousness.

"There is consciousness?" Qin Huan was surprised. According to the introduction of 49 books, only the Taoist ant can have consciousness, and now the spirit ant has consciousness??

"The spirit ant hasn't felt any smell of Tao yet. It shouldn't be Tao ant, and the spirit ant... Has consciousness?" Qin Huan looked forward to it. He wanted to see how many accidents the spirit ant could bring to himself.

While Qin Huan was looking forward to it, Huang Feng stood there, his face as pale as paper, his body trembled, cold sweat burst out, and his eyes were full of despair.

Before, he could barely calm down, but the Deacon didn't appear these days, which made Huang Feng completely desperate. These days, he lived like a year, became thinner and thinner, and his clothes were wet several times.

"How to do?" Huang Feng whispered to himself, and the whole man was in a state of agony.

Suddenly, Huang Feng thought of something and looked up at Qin Huan. His face was uncertain.

Just five days before the harvest day, Huang Feng galloped to Qin Huan, knelt down directly in front of Qin Huan, crawled on the ground, trembled and said, "Taoist friend, Huang Feng has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai. Please forgive Huang Feng. Huang Feng is willing to make cattle and horses for Taoist friend."

Qin Huan didn't even open his eyes.

Huang Feng didn't say much and couldn't get up on his knees.

He thought about Qin Huan for a long time, thought about the bet with Qin Huan, and thought about it again and again. He guessed that it might be related to Qin Huan this time.

Although it's just a guess, not sure, but now, this is Huang Feng's only hope, otherwise, he has only a dead end.

"Tao... Master, from today on, Huang Feng vowed to be a cow and a horse for his master all his life." Huang Feng's words trembled.

Qin Huan still didn't open his eyes.

Seeing this, Huang Feng straightened up fiercely, patted his forehead, vomited out a mouthful of soul blood, and said, "Huang Feng is willing to sign a master servant contract with his master. I also wish his master to open up." as he said, Huang Feng kowtowed three times and nine times.

Qin Huan slowly opened his eyes and said gently, "I have many slaves. Any one of them is the existence you look up to. Do you think you, a ninth class Cheap slave, are qualified to be my slave?"

Huang Feng trembled and looked up fiercely. Seeing Qin Huan's indifferent eyes, he suddenly felt endless fear and humility.

Although he had never seen anything big in the world and the top strong, his eyes made Huang Feng feel like an ant. It seemed that what was sitting in front of him was not a ninth class Cheap slave with the same identity as himself, but a high existence like heaven.

How is that possible?

Who the hell is he??

Huang Feng was extremely shocked.