Ghost door opens

Chapter 338 Chameleon

"Daochang, do it!" Feng Junyang felt that the knife in Qing Lingzi's hand was sometimes energetic and sometimes hesitant. He knew that Qing Lingzi was just unwilling and felt that he had seen the wrong person. He used to believe in such a good-looking person now actually stands on his opposite side. His anger is natural, but he still doesn't want to kill Feng Junyang. He just has nowhere to vent his anger.

If he wanted to do it, he would not have said this.

"That's all!" Qing Lingzi gritted his teeth and suddenly said fiercely, "Instead of letting you be transformed by a vampire and killed by others in the future, but you can't be reincarnated in a different place, it's better for me to kill you now, and you can be reincarnated as a good person as soon as possible..."

When Feng Junyang heard this, his heart was cold. This rotten old man really wanted to do it!

People say that the sky changes like a child's face, and this Qing Lingzi's heart is faster than a child's face.

"If you blame me, come and avenge me!" After saying this, Qing Lingzi used his hand hard, and Feng Junyang felt a tingling pain...

"Dingdang..."

is the sound of a knife falling on a stone.

"Ah..."

"Plop..."

These two sounds are the screams of Qing Lingzi and the sound of him falling into the water.

Feng Junyang opened his eyes and saw Qing Lingzi struggling in the water. He fell into the shoulder-deep mountain spring. I don't know if he is ignorant of water or too nervous. He keeps patting the water with his hands, which looks very funny.

The man who knocked down his knife and pushed him into the water was Mr. Butterfly in a mask.

"Go!" Mr. Butterfly took a look at the green spirit in the water, snorted coldly, and said to Feng Junyang, "Let the cow's nose soak for a while to extinguish his fire."

Feng Junyang was shocked. He touched his bloody neck and shouted that it was dangerous. If Mr. Butterfly hadn't arrived, would his head have been in other people's burden?

"Feng Junyang! You are with him, and you are with him!" Qing Lingzi shouted angrily, "You are indeed a spy!" Spies!"

He saw Feng Junyang with Mr. Butterfly wearing a mask. Mr. Butterfly did not show any flesh color, as if a vampire were traveling during the day, afraid that his body would be exposed. He really went to the place with the vampire! He was just suspicious just now, and now he sees the truth.

"Thank you for not killing the Taoist priest." Feng Junyang arched his hand and said. He saw Qing Lingzi's angry face and said secretly in his heart, Taoist priest, I have wronged you. I hope you can understand me one day.

"Feng Junyang! Let you escape today, and I'll kill you once in the future!" Qing Lingzi slapped a piece of water behind him angrily and scolded angrily.

"If you kill once, you can't kill every time." Feng Junyang couldn't help smiling when he heard Qing Lingzi's contradictory words.

Mr. Butterfly walked straight regardless of his and Qing Lingzi's fun, but not in the direction of the shack.

"Do you want to go to the shack?"

"No, you're exposed."

"Now even Qing Lingzi has been offended..."

"He is a brainless man. Do you want to have such a pig-like teammate?

"Actually, he is very good to me..."

Mr. Butterfly shouted and scolded, "From now on, if you don't have a long head like Qing Lingzi, your head will simply not be used, and if you want it, just treat it as a decoration..."

Feng Junyang followed Mr. Butterfly and spit out his tongue helplessly.

"From now on, you have to be cruel, quick-eyed, and don't allow parents to love their children..."

"I know. Where are you going?"

"Go to the Vampire King's 'Upper King'." Mr. Butterfly said lightly.

"What did you say?" Feng Junyang couldn't believe his ears. Is Mr. Butterfly going to take himself to the vampire?

He is a mortal! The temperature and breath of his blood are enough to make those vampires crazy! I can't imagine what it would be like when a group of hungry wolf-like vampires rushed over...

"I said, I'll take you to the vampire headquarters."

"Why?"

"Don't you want to see the baby who was rescued by you and is now your opponent? Don't you want to see your father's life? Don't you want to figure out the internal organization of vampires? Don't you want to take the right medicine against vampires?

Mr. Butterfly's series of questions have come to Feng Junyang's heart.

"But I will be found out by them."

"So you are afraid of death." Mr. Butterfly laughed, "But you have never asked me how to gain a foothold within the vampire. I'm also a human being. Don't you think it's strange that I walk freely among them but are not found by them?

"I've long wanted to ask, how did you do it? Don't you usually interact with them? Or are you just in contact with the 'Upper King' alone?

"No, I used to be with hundreds of vampires, but none of them doubted me." Mr. Butterfly said, "These are all thanks to a kind of medicine."

"What kind of medicine is it?" Feng Junyang asked curiously.

This medicine is called 'chameleon'. As long as it is applied, it will cover up the 'human taste' on my body. It also plays an important role, that is, different people can smell different breaths, and the breath he smells is the same as his own breath..."

"That is to say, vampires smell the same as themselves? If you meet a ghost, the ghost will also think you are a ghost. If you meet someone, people will think you are human..."

Feng Junyang said the last sentence and was suddenly stunned.

Can he hear Mr. Butterfly's breathing, feel his heartbeat, and touch the warm body temperature on his hands? Is it all because of his perception of the post-pharmaceutical effect on Mr. Butterfly?

He is like a chameleon. When he meets green, he turns green, and when he encounters brown, he turns brown. So what is its own color?

Is Mr. Butterfly a vampire or a human?

This question makes him creepy when he thinks about it.

If it is a human, everything is understandable.

If he is a vampire, mislead himself to kill Long Fei, make himself notorious, can't go back to his previous life, lose all his friends, and his life is threatened at any time.

He led the Dragon Team to Yunnan, and it became an empty city without defense... If the vampires take the opportunity to enter the city and do evil, when the Dragons return, it will be too late...

"What are you thinking?" Mr. Butterfly waited in front for a long time and saw Feng Junyang still standing in the middle of the road without moving.

"Nothing... I'm thinking that there is such a medicine in the world..."

"This is not unusual. The person I know is a strange person. He will make many drugs that you have never thought of. He gave me this medicine. He said that he had also been hurt by vampires. Fortunately, he practiced invulnerability, otherwise he would have become a vampire long ago. Mr. Butterfly said, "But that strange man didn't show his true face to me. Every time it was an underground transaction..."

"Do you have anything to arrange for you to take me inside the vampire?" Feng Junyang felt that it would be better to go into the vampire with him, so that he could know himself and his enemy.

"I will tell them that you are the descendant of my conversion." Mr. Butterfly said, "In this way, your status will naturally be higher..."

"Status?" Feng Junyang said puzzledly, "I'm just going to observe it. Do you still want me to live there?"

"What else?" Mr. Butterfly said helplessly, "Do you think there is still a place for you to stand outside?" Qing Lingzi knows your whereabouts, and he will chase you. When you get there, I will recommend you to the 'Upper King'..."

"Don't do this. That strange baby must have recognized me... He heard my voice in his mother's belly..."

"That's the best thing for you to meet him. Although he doesn't have human feelings, his life is equal to what you gave... He is still somewhat grateful to you, so it's easy for you to gain his trust.

Feng Junyang was speechless. He thought of living with a group of non-human and ghosts from now on to see them suck blood and harm human beings... He didn't know how long he could disguise himself.

He felt more and more that Mr. Butterfly was a little strange.