Qing Ling is not as strong as Quan Quan. Quan Quan can easily do things that she cannot sense. After hearing Qing Ling's request, Quan Quan slightly sensed the nearby environment and immediately gave Qing Ling's answer.
'Little sister, someone has entered the jungle. The phoenix is leading people away, and the half-demon is...looking for food!' "Looking for food?" Qingling looked startled and shook her head slightly. After all, Quanquan is just a beast, not
Understand the way humans speak. The half-demon boy is eating.
Qing Ling looked up at the sky. The sunny sky above her head was obscured by the leaves in the forest. The light filtered through the dense forest and she could clearly tell what time it was. It was just after noon.
"Since the little half-demon is eating, let's catch up. It's really uncomfortable to have an empty stomach for half a month." Qing Ling rubbed her stomach and hurried in the direction Quanquan told her.
The half-demon boy was not far from the direction where Feng Xuanhuang led Orion away. After finding the half-demon boy, Qing Ling could also call Feng Xuanhuang over to have a meal with him. It really killed two birds with one stone. In addition, Qing Ling had just practiced and perfected her spirit.
Li**, in a good mood, Quanquan saw the opportunity, how could he not please his little master now? He opened his mouth casually and shouted a few words that he hadn't had a delicious pill for a long time, so Qingling gave it to Quan without hesitation.
Spring a dozen or so spiritual cultivation pills.
Walking through the jungle, using every step and distance, Qingling quickly noticed the traces of the half-demon boy. The fishy smell in this dense forest was astounding, and a group of gregarious beasts seemed to live here.
Judging from the footprints of wild animals in the grass on the ground, they should be a group of jackals.
Quickening his pace, Qing Ling hurried forward. Qing Ling knew the strength of the half-demon boy. Although he was a half-demon, he was actually only a little stronger than ordinary people. Although he had taught him some cultivation skills, his talent was short.
In just ten days, Qing Ling didn't think he could achieve anything through cultivation. Now he might be in danger if he strayed into a pack of wolves.
The mental power was spread out, and the surrounding movements were constantly detected. Before the Qingling people arrived, the mental power had already 'seen' the appearance of the half-demon boy at this time.
At this time, he was bent over and squatting next to a fallen wild wolf. Within a radius of tens of meters, there were a hundred or so fallen wild wolves, but each one was motionless without a trace.
Breath of life.
What happened!?
Qing Ling realized that the situation was not good. The only living creature not far away was the half-demon boy. Therefore, the cause of the death of hundreds of wild wolves was nothing but related to him. But he could do all this.
Is it? Even if wild wolves are just mortal things, if a pack of hundreds of them swarms up, even the best hunter will have absolutely no chance of survival, let alone a half-year-old child?
While frowning and thinking, Qing Ling had already arrived at the destination where the wild wolf was found dead, and saw with her own eyes the half-demon squatting beside the wild wolf.
"What are you doing!?" A clear voice sounded. If there were no other living creatures around, it would definitely startle the wolves.
The half-demon boy was obviously startled by the sound. He turned his back to Qing Ling and shook his body, then slowly turned around.
What did Qing Ling see?! A 'monster' with a red face, green pupils turning red and purple, pointed ears, and fangs at the corners of his mouth!
Suddenly, Qing Ling realized something was wrong. Logically speaking, with so many dead wolves around, the smell of blood must be strong. But now, even standing among the wolf corpses everywhere, Qing Ling could smell the smell of blood.
Very light.
Where's the wolf's blood?
Staring at the blood stains on the half-demon boy's lips, Qingling's pupils shrank sharply, and she thought of the possibility that the blood of these wild wolves had been sucked dry by the half-demon boy.
No wonder when she asked Quanquan about the whereabouts of the half-demon boy, Quanquan used the word "foraging" to describe what he was doing. Such behavior was really no different from that of a beast. After all, he was a human being, even if he was not completely human.
Bloodline, but you can't give up on yourself so much and be willing to become a beast!
In addition, Qing Ling also noticed that the aura of the half-demon boy was chaotic at this time, with a kind of violent fluctuations constantly emanating from him as the center. That aura was different from the peaceful aura of a cultivator, nor was it the peaceful aura of a cultivator.
Demonic energy is a kind of chaotic aura that makes people feel cold and manic.
The half-demon boy's appearance was frightened when Qing Ling saw him face to face. These days, after practicing martial arts, he felt very hungry, so he hunted everywhere, and in the hunt again and again
While killing wild beasts, he found that after absorbing the blood of wild beasts, he would feel satisfied. While he was no longer hungry, he could also greatly improve his cultivation through cultivation. Therefore, while constantly hunting, his cultivation also increased day by day.
There is a significant improvement compared to the previous day.
The temptation of blood made him unable to let go of this method anymore. The peripheral animals in the jungle, whether they were hares, birds, wolves, tigers and leopards, as long as they were seen by him, there was no way to survive. It was for this reason that the animals in the jungle
If it decreases, hunters will be unable to hunt prey.