Chapter 163 Sneaky

Chapter one hundred and sixty-three secretly

In Chang Feihu's mind, it must be thunderous to rob the things of good people and good families, but unlike these people, everyone present here can declare that he will be full of evil and kill them. Although he does not have that ability for the time being, it is not contrary to get some benefits from them. My conscience.

He hoped that when these people were all asleep, he wanted to sneak out unconsciously, but then he overturned and gave up the idea.

These people in front of them were extremely energetic. They talked endlessly. First, they talked about what to do after entering the secret world, but immediately turned to the distribution of benefits. Thirteen people's ideas were shockingly consistent that there would be countless soul stone veins in the secret world. They didn't look at them. Before that, the interests of their respective forces were divided according to the east, west, north and south.

It didn't gradually stop until they were ugly. They lay down and didn't know what they were thinking, and their eyes were round.

Just let it out and put the wedge into the bag, and no one will notice it. Chang Feihu made a bolder suggestion to himself carelessly, but the proposal was rejected after failing to survive for a moment.

Of course, there was no problem when he went, but the next day when Hai Tianya found that the wedge had been stolen, he almost knew that it was a good thing he had done. He could even imagine Hai Tianya's extremely ferocious step by step like his approach.

Chang Feihu lay down in the corner of the tent and tried to get into the fur to make himself more comfortable. Many thoughts appeared in his heart, but every idea was immediately strangled by himself in the embryonic stage.

After thinking about it, I think that I can never go out. In this way, the only feasible way is to drive the soul and tie a trace of my soul to the spirit and control it.

Moreover, so far, he has not found that there are spells such as soul control in Yunxiaozong or even in the continent of Will, so that he can hide himself well and truly do it unconsciously.

But before, I didn't look down on the low-level soul control technique at all. The only soul beast, the fist-sized wasp was still in the thunder. The soul beast has no intelligence, and each of their movements are controlled by the controller.

And his soul beast is a more advanced soul-blood beast. Although the ability of the soul-blood beast is far superior to the soul beast, the soul-blood beast has its own wisdom and can only be controlled by soul attachment. Such seemingly incomprehensible beasts is the most difficult to control. They can't tell which is food and the owner who can't be eaten. Therefore, it is extremely dangerous to let one of your soul control such beasts.

The soul is fatal to the ** of the soul-blooded beast. Once the owner's soul is too weak, it may be in danger of being swallowed up. The soul of the professional must be complete at all times during cultivation. Once the soul is damaged, I'm afraid there will be no possibility of progress in this life.

You can miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity today, and it is impossible to get a wedge in the future. Therefore, Chang Feihu still decided to take a risk.

The wisdom of the double-headed pheasant is far better than before, and Chang Feihu is a little sure to make it obedient. Shrinking the double-headed pheasant to a very small, order it to restrain the colorful brilliance on its feathers, hide the pheasant in the cracks of its nails, put his hand out of the tent, and gently flick it.

After leaving Changfeihu's hand, the pheasant attached his soul and quickly became as big as a fly, flying towards the tent of its followers. The pheasant was very well-behaved and obedient, but even so, the flying tiger still had a feeling of being on its back.

He was worried that the pheasant might eat him as soon as he got married. So long that he used it to encourage the pheasant. The best sentence is, good, go back and give you delicious food. In this case, he dares not say it, for fear of arousing the appetite of the pheasant and swallowing himself.

Since then, the shrewd Changfeihu will become a fool Changfeihu. The close control of the soul can be controlled with a faint soul, but like this, the soul control skill of staying away from the main soul of his body must transfer most of the spiritual power in the soul to the weak soul to control without interruption. At this time, the soul left in the body of Changfeihu is no different from the walking dead without any thoughts.

At first, Chang Feihu was a little scared. On the one hand, he was afraid that the pheasant would eat him. On the other hand, he didn't know what the people in the tent would do. In case he talked to him, he would be exposed on the spot at that time. In addition, he had to always pay attention to the wind and grass in the whole camp. Such a satisfactory calculation is not easy to play under multiple pressure.

After the pheasant flew over several rows of tents, he found that there was really no one, and he was more or less relieved and bold to do his own things.

The pheasant went straight to the tent in the south, and he was more brave when he came to the tent. There is no need to avoid other people's sight, and there is no need to enter the tent carefully, although the trace of soul is attached to the pheasant and you can't see his expression.

But at this time, Chang Feihu's expression seemed to be complacent and complacent that he could come up with such a smart attention. He wanted to take the bumblebee from the thunder and control the bumblebee to reassure him more. After entering the tent, he looked like he didn't care at all, but the cautious style in his bones was still Reflected, still be careful.

But when he looked at it, he was shocked, and his eyes almost stared out. In the tent sitting in the distance, Chang Feihu's body suddenly burst into a dense cold sweat.

"This God killed, but he was still disobedient and ran out without permission." Chang Feihu was angry and scolded. In addition to Nanli and far away, there was also a shadow of thunder in the tent.

He didn't dare to delay for a moment. He turned his head and rushed out of the tent, controlled the pheasant to fly to a dark height, used his soul power, and raised his sense of ear and eyes to an incredible height, and included all the movable objects within dozens of feet into his pupil.

Although his ability is still very weak against the frontal confrontation of the holy master, he absolutely has full confidence in himself in the application and mastery of the soul. Chang Feihu believes that even the holy master's profound cultivation can't escape his keen vision under the night.

Sure enough, in the most inconspicuous corner, Lei Ming was swinging around a wedge pillar, as if he didn't know where to start.

This makes Chang Feihu angry and hate. This damn nerd is really stubborn. With a pheasant dive, he approached the thunder as fast as an arrow from the string.

The camp is protected by the light curtain of the wedge charm array, which reassures more than a dozen elders leading the team. Unexpectedly, there are no disciples who have arranged patrols. The surroundings are shrouded in darkness. Only a small piece of light shines around the wedge, which is enough to illuminate the sneaky figure of thunder. The flying tiger is moving there at a high speed. You don't have to be careful who will suddenly appear.

Along the way, he quickly approached the thunder and made a forbidden sound method, and then let the pheasant fly over to peck the thunder's head. Chang Feihu was really angry. If he didn't do so, the anger in his heart could not be vented.

The long beak of the pheasant pounded sharply on the thunder's head and made a banging sound, and the big bags bulged up one by one.

Lei Ming was so shocked by the sudden pain that he immediately shouted, but his voice was stuffy in his throat and could not be heard in any case. The power of the forbidden note spell lies in this. This is a very small spell in the inheritance of Yunxiao Sect. Almost half of the people in the continent of Will will use it. This seemingly chicken-looking charm At this time, it played a vital role.

Lei Ming covered his head, drove the light, and ran around the corner of the edge of the camp. Now, he was scared a lot, thinking that his lewd behavior of stealing had been exposed and was being besieged by professionals. He wanted to take out the weapon to resist, but suddenly found that it was the pheasant pecking his head. He immediately knew that it was Chang Feihu who was controlling it. He hurriedly knelt down, stroked his hands randomly, and there was a hesitant voice in his throat, constantly begging for mercy.

After letting the pheasant stop attacking, Chang Feihu ignored the thunder of the painful Baotou. Chang Feihu touched the beard on his chin with his hand, but he didn't touch anything. Although the beard was still there, it was just a soul body, and he didn't feel anything in his hand. He put down his hand, flew to Lei Ming's shoulder and said angrily, "Fool! What are you coming out for? And the sound ban was lifted casually.

"Brother Shanhu, why do you always look at me like this? Lei Ming is not a girl. If you look at it a few more times and see that you are so handsome, you will marry each other." Lei Ming knew that he was wrong, but he was beaten by Chang Feihu and said happily with a flattering smile.

After listening to Lei Ming's joke, Chang Feihu was even more angry: "You are 250. You are not only 250 but also a big fool. Tell me, why don't you be obedient? Is your stupid head full of paste? If you can't give a reason for doing such a lifeless thing, get out of here tomorrow. Chang Feihu suppressed his angry voice to the lowest and repeatedly knocked on the thunderous head to ask.

Seeing Chang Feihu lose his temper, Lei Ming also knew that Brother Shanhu was really angry this time. Even if he came to pretend to be wronged, he could not get Chang Feihu's pity. He was scolded by Chang Feihu as a fool. He was not angry and didn't care. He just lowered his head without saying a word and even dug his nostrils with his fingers, looking like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

After Chang Feihu lost his temper, he saw that he was as thick as a city wall and seemed to hear nothing. He was even more angry, but now he has no time to delay, let alone be in the mood and thunder. This matter can't be handled well, and both of them have great trouble. His face couldn't help softening.