The reborn concubine wants to divorce her husband

Chapter 311 This fat ‘worm’ actually has an IQ?

Slave? Drive?

Hearing this, Feng Xi couldn't help but feel angry when he looked at the big fat insect in front of him.

But the more angry she felt, the more rigid her body became and out of control.

Damn it!

What's going on with its body control technique?

how so?

Could it be that the inexplicable anger in his heart was the reason why he was controlled?

But at this moment, the fat 'worm' originally raised its sharp horns on both sides, and suddenly made a chirping sound.

Like a spell, a faint yellow light gradually rose from the opposite corner, and headed straight towards the wind under its greedy copper-yellow beast eyes.

"Slave shackles, now!"

As the fat insect shouted, a ray of yellow light shot out, and an invisible iron chain flashed out of the void and was chained around Feng Xi's hands, feet, and neck.

Contract formation??

Feng Xi's eyes widened instantly, and the oppressed anger in her heart was instantly replaced by a touch of surprise.

What, what's going on??

Can Warcraft also have the ability to comprehend the Contract Formation??

Then isn’t this world too crazy?

The aura belonging to the contract formation is really too familiar to Feng Xi, who is a summoner.

However, in comparison, one can still feel that this contract formation is much simpler than what the summoner understood, but the energy in the formation cannot be underestimated.

"You can actually understand the contract formation? What kind of mutated insect are you?" The anger in his heart was released, and his body was free again, but his hands, feet, and hands were strengthened by the iron chains.

The control lies with that fat 'worm'.

This is naturally very irritating.

However, Feng Xi tried his best to control the anger in his heart at this time.

Try to keep your mind as calm as water!!

But her words about "worm" made the fat "worm" feel angry, and that familiar breath hit Feng Xi again.

"I said, I am Huang Python, Huang Python, the overlord of the wasteland. You idiot human being has little knowledge, but you still dare to make random guesses. If you dare to say anything again in the future, you will not be spared."

"If you were really the overlord of the wasteland, Huang Python, would you live underground? I thought you were the descendant of earthworms!"

earthworm?

Fat 'Chong' is very unfamiliar with that name and obviously doesn't understand what it is, so as long as it doesn't use the word 'Chong', he doesn't have much objection.

"The real lair of the Brilliant Python is originally underground. Only you stupid humans would think that we live on the ground in the wasteland, and you want to hunt us again and again, but you become food in our mouths every time. It's really Extremely stupid."

"Could it be that Huang Mang has the abilities you have?" Feng Xi asked.

At this time, the fat 'worm' sounded a little proud: "Huh, how is that possible? I am unique. There is definitely no bright python as wise and capable as me in the world."

"Really? You are so unique and you are the son of King Huang Python. Why are you the only one living in this dark underground? Is this the special treatment of your Prince Huang Python?"

"That's because I..."

Fatty Chong suddenly paused, his copper-yellow eyes narrowed slightly, and a gloomy fierceness flashed through his eyes as he looked at Feng Xi; "Are you trying to find out what I'm saying?"

Feng Xi really didn't expect that this fat 'worm' actually had an IQ, and it was not low.

(End of chapter)