Violent Martial Soul System

Zhao Feng really disliked people like Mosquito Tu, and always had the urge to kill them quickly.

If it weren't for the fact that he was really unsure of being able to kill this guy directly, it would be impossible for Zhao Feng to plant a slave mark on him. This kind of guy doesn't even have the qualifications to be his slave.

But right now, out of helplessness, he has been subdued as a slave. Although Zhao Feng is unwilling, he can only reluctantly accept this fact.

Of course, he can also kill the mosquito right now, but that obviously does more harm than good. After all, even if he can get the key imprint for activating the space door in the middle from the magic core in the mosquito brain, as well as the key brand used for the above The third layer is the key imprint of the space door that enters the magic nest.

But if there is no Mosquito Tu by his side, and Zhao Feng enters the third floor above by himself, it is obviously very likely that there will be unexpected changes.

After all, in the third and fourth floors above, all the devils added together amounted to no more than a thousand. With such a small population density, most of the devils in the same area knew each other.

Under such circumstances, Zhao Feng suddenly appeared with a strange face, and it was almost impossible not to arouse suspicion.

So, after thinking about it for a while, Zhao Feng decided to let this guy live for a while longer, and then kill him when there is no use value in the future.

"Okay, let's talk about the Black Mosquito monster!"

Suppressing the disgust in his heart, Zhao Feng glanced coldly at the side and regained his obscene aura. Mosquito Tu, who seemed at least quite obedient, gave a light order.

"Yes, my lord!"

Seeing that Zhao Feng finally turned his attention to himself, Mosquito Tu grinned wretchedly, and immediately ran over with his neck hooked and his waist slumped, standing at a place far away from Zhao Feng. , and then stood up with both hands, a look of grief and indignation suddenly appeared on his face, and the speed was as fast as changing his face.

Even his words revealed a very obvious sob: "My lord, I am pitiful for the mosquito slaughter, that female mosquito is not only extremely stinking, but also very interested in that matter. Extremely enthusiastic, simply addicted!"

"And it fucking likes to be on it, but it looks like a woman to me... It's too miserable!"

"The key point is that the animal is still sick, and likes to prick me with its sharp mouthparts while doing it..."

"The more I scream,

The more it squeaks and laughs, the happier it is. Every time I am tossed to death, basically when I come out of that devil's nest, my voice is hoarse. "

"Woo... I'm dead! Woo..."

While talking, this guy actually started to cry, wiping his tears pitifully.

All this happened too fast, within less than a minute, but Zhao Feng was completely stunned by Lei in such a short period of less than a minute!

At this moment, he opened his mouth slightly, staring straight at Mosquito Tu who was wiping tears, his whole mind was filled with rumbling thunder, and even the white sweat on his back was instantly covered.

A huge sense of life and death crisis made Zhao Feng's heart tremble!

Pretend!

This guy is definitely pretending!

He was not controlled by the slave mark at all, otherwise, other demons are normal, why is he alone, so weird? Obviously he was asked to introduce the situation of the Black Mosquito monster, but what this guy was talking about was the disgusting thing between him and the female mosquito.

It must be on purpose!

It actually gave Zhao Feng a more wretched, treacherous, and neurotic feeling than before!

This is clearly the rhythm of going with the flow, taking advantage of this opportunity to tease myself, and then make a move!

"What's wrong, my lord? Did you speak too fast? Do you want more details?"

Just when Zhao Feng's mind was roaring and his whole body was shaken into a state of tension, Mosquito Tu, who was wiping away tears, turned to look at him. Seeing Zhao Feng's abnormal expression, he was stunned for a moment, then asked aloud, and then, Automatically took Zhao Feng's silence as the default, sighed quietly, and showed a pitiful and suffocated expression on his face again: "Oh, well, although those past events are really unbearable to look back on, but since my lord likes it Listen to the details, I'll... make another sacrifice!"

"Cough cough cough..."

"Speaking of that female mosquito, it's really not an ordinary show. The show I'm talking about this time doesn't refer to its foul smell, it's a coquettish show!"

"At the first time, she didn't have the bad habit of killing people with her mouthpiece while playing, so it was really cool at that time, I..."

"To shut up!"

Although his mind was roaring and his whole body was shrouded in a huge sense of crisis, Zhao Feng couldn't bear it after all when he heard this. He turned his heart and suddenly roared like a roar.

"thump!"

To his surprise, as his roaring and roaring came out, Mosquito Tu, who was speaking with spittle flying all over his face, trembled with fright, knelt down on the spot as soon as his knees softened, and he couldn't even speak. stuttered.

His face was pale, and his figure was trembling: "Wuwu... My Lord, don't be angry, I, I... Did I say something wrong?"

Zhao Feng was stunned again.

Isn't it fake?

Otherwise, this would be too pretentious, right? He didn't hesitate to kneel down to himself, pretending to feel, pretending to be addicted?

As soon as this idea came to mind, it was immediately rejected by Zhao Feng. This guy belongs to the type of villain who wins his ambitions and flatters him. He can never take pleasure in self-torture. The two are exactly the opposite.

That is to say... I think too much? This guy has indeed been controlled by the slave seal. The weirdness just now is just a chance individual difference?

Although this speculation is a bit far-fetched, it seems that no more reasonable explanation can be found. Zhao Feng gradually calmed down. At this moment, he already understood that it was just a false alarm.

"Get out, nest wherever you want, but you can't leave the second floor without authorization!"

After such a toss, Zhao Feng no longer wanted to continue to listen to this guy's detailed description of the various situations of the Black Mosquito Beast Demon. He really felt angry when he saw the other party's face, so he drank coldly. After reprimanding, Dang even waved his hand in disgust.

No matter what, let's try to see it as a net, and then call him for detailed consultation later.

Soon, Mosquito Tu trotted all the way to the first-level main passage on the north side around the square. After his figure disappeared, Zhao Feng collected his mood before walking away.

At the same time, through the induction with the slave seal, he issued a new command with his spiritual power, so that all the demon slaves would disperse, and go to hide in the caves of the demons by themselves. intelligence.

After a while, Zhao Feng picked a cave in a third-level passage, entered and found a single room, and continued to refine the slave seal.

This time, he planned to refine at least a thousand pieces, because the demon scouts who are currently stranded in the cave area on the second floor still have about one thousand three or four. After one refinement is over, all the devils on the second floor will be subdued by him in one go...

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