Chapter 213

In the dark, a blood red smoke like thing slowly drifted towards ye Ziheng, and finally stopped in front of Ye Ziheng.

"Mortal, what do you want to do?"

The blood red smoke looked at ye Ziheng and said in a cold voice with a chill.

Listening to the proud air of the blood fog, ye Ziheng suddenly felt that it might be a wrong decision to try to accept him.

But since we have all come, how can we do without trying? Even if we fail, there will be no loss.

"Well, I'm here to work with you."

Ye Ziheng said so.

"Oh, cooperation depends on you, a small three level martial artist, who dare to talk about cooperation with him. I really don't know the height of heaven and earth."

That blood fog said, the tone is still very arrogant, do not put ye Ziheng in the eyes.

"You seem to be very NB in your tone."

Ye Ziheng said with some displeasure.

That blood mist sneers, "little child, you have heard of the reputation of" blood feather demon Zun "

"Blood feather demon!"

Ye Ziheng shows a surprised expression, and the blood mist makes a few sneers, as if it is showing off something.

But then ye Ziheng went on.

"It's a big name, but I haven't heard of it."

Hearing ye Ziheng's words, the blood mist suddenly shuddered, and did not know whether it was angry or what, and it was only half a day before it choked out a word.

"Well, I don't know."

Ye Ziheng didn't want to argue with the blood fog, he asked again.

"What do you think of the cooperation?"

"Hum, cooperation is very pleasant. I'm afraid you are interested in the strength of the Buddha and want to find benefits from him."

"No, you think more. I don't mean that."

"What? You dare to say that you are not interested in the benefits of the Buddha. Then you will come to find the Buddha to do what!"

"I......"

Ye Ziheng is speechless. He really wants to slap the bastard twice. What's the fucking theory.

Sighed, ye Ziheng originally wanted to say something, but the black around was slowly fading away, and the blood fog was also gradually fading.

"At the end of time, the host failed to accept the power of the evil."

The sound of the system rings in ye Ziheng's mind, and ye Ziheng shakes his head, quite helpless.

"It's all successful. How sad it looks."

Qinluo beside him is holding Xiaokui in one hand and a box of milk in the other.

Ye Ziheng looks at Qin Luo, frowns slightly and points to the milk.

"Where did the milk come out?"

"I took it in your fridge. After you broke through, I took two boxes of fridges from your fridge without any reaction for half a day."

Said, Qin Luo seems to think of something, said to ye Ziheng.

"By the way, Xiaokui was just drunk in a bowl. You remember to wash the bowl in the past."

Ye Ziheng is speechless. You have taken this place as your own home.

But he didn't dare to lose his temper with Qin Luo. After all, he was a warrior in the middle of Wupin, and now he's only in Sanpin. He didn't dare to scold him.

But Ye Ziheng had to obediently go to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

As soon as he stepped into the kitchen, Qin Luo turned on his TV, and there was a familiar sound.

"I'm so happy..."

Is qinluo really twenty???