The Dragon from Hell

After Qin Feng finished asking, the boy seemed to have not heard anything at all. He still looked at him expressionlessly. He looked like he had never slept. Looking at him a few more times made people feel dazed.

But Qin Feng was very patient. He did not act rashly before the other party took action: "I am really sorry. My brother and I were just passing by here. We originally wanted to go to Anfu Town for supplies, but we never thought of bumping into you and your "friends" outside. Please make it convenient for you to pass. We promise not to disturb you again!"

Seeing that the other party did not speak, Qin Feng took the initiative to speak again and bowed to the pale boy in front of him.

However, the other party still did not speak, just staring at him blankly.

At this time, Qin Feng glanced at the door of the inn with his peripheral vision. After the boy stopped, the ghosts outside also stopped.

Moreover, they were originally facing the street and facing the sides, but now they all turned around to face the inn!

Qin Feng's heart tightened, but he didn't show any abnormality on his face, still looking at the boy in front of him quietly.

At this time, Lin Quansheng, who got up from the ground, hugged a broken pillar, closed his eyes and said: "Feng, Brother Feng, who are you talking to?"

He was trembling on the ground holding the pillar, and the spiritual power in his body had begun to circulate, but he didn't dare to open his eyes no matter what, for fear that he would see hundreds of ghosts standing in front of him as soon as he opened his eyes.

Qin Feng didn't want him to be so competitive, and the boy in front of him always looked at Qin Feng, not even looking at Lin Quansheng.

Seeing that the boy just stared at him motionlessly, Qin Feng frowned and began to try to slowly retreat and move towards Lin Quansheng.

Before knowing the other party's strength, he could protect himself, but Lin Quansheng was not sure.

Those ghosts outside looked scary, but it was hard to say whether they would attack people. Qin Feng couldn't easily gamble with Lin Quansheng's life.

Just when he was about to retreat to Lin Quansheng's side, the boy suddenly spoke: "You are a mortal."

The boy's voice was rough and hoarse, as if he hadn't used his voice for a long time. When he spoke again, his throat was stuck together, and the whole person's voice sounded old and grainy.

In such a quiet environment, his voice was really scary.

Lin Quansheng was scared and screamed, but the more scared he was, the more tightly he hugged the pillar: "Brother Feng, Brother Feng! Who, who is talking!"

Qin Feng was annoyed by his yelling. Zhong Mengran was right. This kid was really a burden: "Shut up!"

Knowing that there were so many ghosts outside, what was the point of screaming at this time? What else could he do except attract the target?

Lin Quansheng was so scared that his head shrank, and he quickly pursed his lips tightly, leaning his head against the pillar and dared not speak.

He was afraid that Qin Feng would leave him behind.

Qin Feng's attention was not on him at all, and he dared not take his eyes off the boy in front of him: "Excuse me, who are you?"

"Human?" The boy spoke, his tone was stiff and numb, and he didn't sound like a human at all: "I haven't heard anyone call me that for many years."

He looked at Qin Feng and asked blankly and numbly: "Do you think I'm still a human now?"

Qin Feng was puzzled but relieved when he heard this. He said that, which meant he was still a human.

But if he was a human, why did he become like this?

"You think you are what you are." Qin Feng said.

The boy was startled, stared at him for a long time, tilted his head and muttered to himself: "I think I am what I am..."

Qin Feng knew that he was not asking him this question, so he stood there quietly without saying anything, waiting for the boy's next move.

Then, the boy's chaotic eyes fell on Qin Feng again, and he said: "Go, I won't embarrass mortals."

A boy who controls ghosts said that he would not embarrass mortals.

This made the boy even more mysterious.

But no matter what, before figuring out what the ghosts outside were doing, Qin Feng didn't want to do anything here, especially with a burden.

He bowed to the boy: "Thank you."

Then he slowly retreated to Lin Quansheng, grabbed his collar, and gritted his teeth and said: "Get up quickly, let's go!"

Lin Quansheng was hugging the pillar tightly, and he closed his eyes and tilted his head when he heard it, and almost cried: "Can we go?"

Qin Feng had no choice but to: "Hurry up and open your eyes and stand up, otherwise you can stay here by yourself!"

Hearing this, Lin Quansheng hurriedly opened his eyes and climbed up from the ground: "I'm coming!"

At this time, Lin Quansheng finally saw the boyYears, frightened, trembling, but dare not say a word, for fear of angering the boy.

He pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Hello, hello, hello, well... we are just passing by, passing by, don't get me wrong!"

Qin Feng wanted to sew his mouth shut. It's already this time, why not wait? What nonsense!

Doesn't he know the saying that death comes from talking too much?

Sure enough, Qin Feng's expectation came true.

The boy suddenly raised his withered right hand, pointed a finger at Lin Quansheng, and said in a hoarse voice: "He stays."

Lin Quansheng was about to cry, and even wanted to slap himself twice: "Brother, you can't keep me just because I said a few more words, right?"

Although Lin Quansheng did talk a lot, Qin Feng knew that the boy definitely didn't want to keep him because he talked too much.

He glared at Lin Quansheng, signaling him to shut up first, and took a step forward, blocking Lin Quansheng, still maintaining a polite tone and asking: "Excuse me, why?"

Even a mortal like him can be easily let go, why can't Lin Quansheng?

The boy's head drooped stiffly, and anger and hatred slowly rose in his lifeless eyes.

But when Qin Feng saw such a look, he knew it was bad.

Sure enough, the next moment he heard the boy say: "You are a mortal, you don't have a spirit bone, and he does, so he deserves to die."

The boy's voice was stumbling, but the meaning was very clear.

Mortals can go, but awakened people with spirit bones must die!

Qin Feng asked: "Why?"

Lin Quansheng was about to cry, holding Qin Feng tightly, fearing that he would abandon him, and it was the first time that he hated that he had such a thing as a spirit bone.

What is the reason? Just because he has spirit bones, he must be killed. There are many people with spirit bones in the world, why do they target a rookie like him?

The next moment, the boy gave him the answer: "Spirit bones are the root of sin."