Zombie World: The Strongest Fighter

Wu Feng looked at Yan Lingsha and said, “Now that the coffin fungus has been obtained, are you ready to go home?” ”

Yan Lingsha pursed her small mouth, and then nodded: “Yes, I’m going back.” ”

“Well, it’s a good ride, be careful on the road.” Wu Fengdao.

Yan Lingsha looked at Wu Feng, and then said, “What about you? Do you continue to stay in Renjia Town? ”

“Oh… Maybe go out for a walk. Wu Feng thought for a while, and then said.

Yan Lingsha’s face was anxious, and she drank lightly: “Then what should I do if I want to find you in the future?” ”

Eh….

Wu Feng thought about it, indeed, in this era, there is no mobile phone, and there is no WeChat, which is indeed very inconvenient.

However, this is difficult for Wu Feng, as soon as he raised his hand, a golden talisman appeared in his hand, and said: “This is a thousand-mile transmission note, you can use it 10 times, you only need to silently pronounce my name, think of me in your heart, and then use mana to urge this talismana, you can pass a message to me, but only 10 times.” ”

This thousand-mile transmission note was when Wu Feng opened the mysterious gift package just now, and opened ten thousand-mile transmission notes, so he gave one to Yan Lingsha.

Yan Lingsha took it with a smile and said with a smile: “Well, I didn’t expect you to have such a high-grade product as a thousand-mile transmission note.” ”

“Don’t pass by that, take care.” Wu Feng said seriously.

Yan Lingsha nodded, pursed her small mouth, and suddenly said: “By the way, Wu Feng, are you willing to follow me around my house?” The view from my house is still good. ”

Wu Feng shook his head and said, “Don’t go for the time being, let’s have a chance in the future.” ”

Hearing this, a look of loss flashed in Yan Lingsha’s eyes, and finally “snorted” and scolded: “Stupid! Then she left with the female ghost she had just adopted.

“Who the hell are we stupid, and you dare to say I’m an idiot?” Wu Feng looked at the background of Yan Lingsha and muttered unconvinced.

“Alas… Master, you are kind enough to laugh at other people’s brains. Liu Feifei’s sighing voice came.

“Wood in wood, do not explain.” Dong Xiaoyu’s voice also came.

Wu Feng was too lazy to deal with them, but silently thought in his heart: “System, give me the realm.” ”

“The realm is rising…”

“Ding, congratulations to the host, you have reached the level of ‘Night Ministry Shangshu’.”

The realm was raised a notch, and Wu Feng suddenly felt that he had changed from the inside out.

Not only has the mana improved a lot, but the quality of all aspects of the body has been qualitatively leaped.

Now, Wu Feng felt that even if he didn’t use mana, it would be easy to punch ordinary zombies, and if he was physical, even this world-class kung fu master was like a child in front of him.

In addition, the spell of fighting more people, he used it, and the power was even stronger.

Now a gong sounds, I don’t know how many wild ghosts will be killed.

Wu Fengmeizi felt the change in himself, and then cast the Imperial Wind Technique alone and flew towards Renjiazhen.

After dawn, Wu Feng rushed back to Renjia Town and came to Ninth Uncle’s Yizhuang.

……

Next, for several days in a row, everything was peaceful, and Renjia Town was angry, and there were no haunted incidents in the surrounding area.

This made Wu Feng very lonely.

You know, every level he needs to upgrade his current realm, more and more merit is required to upgrade his realm.

From the night department Shangshu to the night wandering god in the next realm, it is even more massive merit, I don’t know when I have saved enough.

Not to mention the Night Domination mode.

It was the “invincible mode” of beating more people, but now it was still a long way from Wu Feng.

In the past few days, Wu Feng either accompanied Ninth Uncle to nag, or was dragged out to shop, eat, and drink coffee by Ren Tingting.

After a few days of getting along, Wu Feng was also fortunate that he no longer intended to avoid Ren Tingting, and he felt that he did not look like a traverser.

The criterion of the traverser, isn’t it forehead drops, forehead drops, all like frontal drops?

What is that Lao Tzu pretending to be high.

Although Ren Tingting is just an ordinary person, she may not be able to accompany her for a long time in the future, but it is also good to be a confidante.

Seeing the change in Wu Feng’s attitude towards herself, Ren Tingting was also very happy, her little face was red with excitement every day, thinking that her efforts had finally seen the reward.

……

On this day, the gate of Yoshisho was knocked, and the Shimoku prefect appeared again.

This time, Shimoku once again arrived in a hurry with the “goods”, and after he “delivered” to other places, he brought back a batch of “goods” by the way, passed by Yizhuang, and came here to rest.

“Wu Daoyou, we met again.” The four-eyed Daoist saw Wu Feng and Ninth Uncle who were drinking tea in the courtyard, and said with a smile: “Wow, drink tea when you get up in the morning, or strong tea, beware of drunk tea.” ”

“Junior Brother, you are here.” Ninth Uncle smiled and saluted.

The four-eyed Daoist said with a smile: “Okay, it’s all so familiar, you don’t need to meet to salute, senior brother, I’ll take a day off here and prepare to leave.” ”

“Stay a few more days, it just so happens that I haven’t had anything to do lately, we can talk more.” Ninth Uncle said.

The four-eyed Daoist came over and took a sip of tea to rinse his mouth, and said, “No need, stay for a few more days, I’m afraid that your two apprentices will trick or treat me again.” ”

Ninth Uncle was embarrassed, indeed, the two disciples of Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai had been spoiled by him, for so long, he hadn’t learned much about his true skills, and he didn’t do much trick-or-treating.

“By the way, I saw Master Ichishu the other day.” Wu Feng said suddenly.

“Oh? What good is it to see him, the old monk? Did he speak ill of me? The four-eyed Daoist said with a dark face.

“Hehe, that’s not true, except for saying that you have a small heart and a smelly mouth, everything else is good words.” Wu Feng is completely aware of the attitude of not being afraid of funerals.

“I lean, that smelly monk, go back this time and see if I don’t kill him.” The four-eyed prefect suddenly became furious, and he looked like he was going to work with Master Ichigo when he went back.