Slowly, I did not put away my wings, stopped at a position that was half a head higher than Leng Rufeng, and looked at him calmly and said, "It's so tiring to talk to someone like you. If you don't take me to see the Iron Zombie King, then why did you bring him back from the Monster Alliance Brain Conference? Now, what is the purpose of consuming all the troops in the camp to deal with the Hei and White Impermanence coming? Could it be that you, like that stupid Mao Qiongqi, want to eat the Iron Zombie King's rotten meat that has been rotten for tens of thousands of years?"

"You are very smart and have good strength. No wonder the Iron Zombie King's strength has improved so much." Leng Rufeng said with a hint of warmth in his eyes: "When I saw the battle between Iron Zombie King and Qiongqi, I had the urge to rush out to help him, but I dare not. I don't have the courage to take action in front of ferocious beasts like Qiongqi and Taotie, but I can actually damage Qiongqi severely under a long battle. This surprised me and made me admire it from my heart. I can't let a legend like the Undead clan become a legend, and I also want to know what makes him so persistent and what power makes him so powerful."

I looked at Leng Rufeng with a steady attitude. Such an arrogant person would admit his timidity in front of others. This also shows that Leng Rufeng is indeed a real man. For a moment, my disgust for his arrogant side decreased a lot. I chuckled and said, "Then do you know the answer now?"

"The answer is right in front of me, how can I pretend to be blind?"

"Are you saying it's me?" I replied, "Are you saying it's me that made the Iron Zombie King so persistent? Did I make him stronger?"

Leng Rufeng responded with a glittering look: "Isn't it?"

I looked at him deeply and said, "Of course not, I am not a god. I can't give him a persistent pursuit of heart, and I am not an immortal. Without the instant medicine of the elixir, he will become so strong in a short period of time."

"What's the reason?" Leng Rufeng's tone was a little quick. It seemed that this question had indeed troubled him for a long time. When he thought the answer was revealed, I told him that he had a wrong analysis. How could he not be anxious?

"Friendship!" I turned my eyes to the deep sky in the undead space: "Because the Iron Zombie King has feelings in his heart, I am willing to sacrifice everything for that sincere feeling, including his hard-earned special life. In his opinion, what can continue this feeling is to alleviate the conflict between humans and beasts, so that we are no longer enemies. It is this pursuit that makes him an undefeated warrior. I... did not help anything. All I can give him is a sustenance and a spiritual sustenance, just like what he gave me..."

In the eighteenth level hell, if there is no standing figure of the Iron Zombie King in my mind, if there is no encouragement and shouting from the plaything, I will definitely not be able to persevere. For a relationship that grows from interests, I can sacrifice everything I have. If I can't even do such a small thing well, I will be in vain in the world. Maybe I should do my best to get this inexplicable bet when the player's rapid pace is the shortest distance...

I don’t know how long it took, but Leng Rufeng still woke me up with a puzzled voice: “…Friendship, is there such a thing in this world?”

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized why Leng Rufeng had such a cold personality. It was not like Hangui and Leng Mo because his body was ice-related, but because in his life and even his second life, he lacked a sincere feeling. Perhaps when he found a relationship that could make him believe in others, he would come out of the shadow of indifference.

"Whether you believe it or not, friendship does exist in this world!" The voice of Toys Shangzhi sounded, and I turned around. He was standing not far away and looking at me deeply. I knew that the "thing" he said had existed between us.

"Why are you coming out?" I looked at the toy at the Shizui with some confusion. So many purgatory ghost riders surrounded him in and out. He was not a warrior who could fight for a bloody path, and he couldn't fly...

"You have to ask this bird question too? The Ghost King ordered that those mentally retarded guys would no longer cause trouble for me, but to be honest, it is really not easy to squeeze out from the messy cavalry camp!"

I turned my eyes to Leng Rufeng again. He seemed to be in deep thought. The virtual black horse of ** also drooped his head, as if he was inexplicably surprised to his master.

"Lao Leng, maybe you have experienced many unpleasant things, but please believe..." Leng Rufeng's eyes became more aware again, and I paused and said, "Please believe that there are still... not hypocritical feelings in this world."

"Lao Lao, don't talk so much nonsense. I don't know what you have hidden in your heart. You don't think about it. Lao Leng eats several times more salt than you eat. How could you not understand such a little reason?" Shangzhi of Toys said: "Right, Lao Leng!"

"Old Leng?" Leng Rufeng said hesitantly: "I don't know how many years no one has called me that. At that time, they should have called me Lao... I can't remember what my surname was when I was a human being. This little brother is right. Everyone's hearts are not something that others can guess clearly, but I will remember what you said. There are still feelings that can make people stronger and trustworthy in this world. Now, I'll take you to see the Iron Zombie King."

"Where is the black and white impermanence?"

Leng Rufeng turned his horse and left me a back and said, "When the Iron Zombie King wakes up, they will naturally leave."

He looked at Toysaka Shi, and said nothing more. He put away his wings and followed the Purgatory Ghost King Leng Rufeng into the depths of the Purgatory Camp with Toysaka Shi. I wonder if it was an illusion, the cold aura of Leng Rufeng in front of him was much weaker.

Deep in the camp, there was a simple wooden platform. The iron zombie king, who had two arms missing, was lying stiffly on it. Seeing that his body had almost fallen, even the rotten flesh had fallen, something inexplicably blurred my vision.

"Put Busheng Lu to the heart of the Iron Zombie!" Leng Rufeng's voice was still very cold. I woke up, spread my wings and flew up. I looked at the Iron Zombie King who was almost turning into a skeleton in the air. My heart ached, and I poured the small bottle of Busheng Lu to the mottled thick ribs on the mouth of the Iron Zombie King's heart.

A soft black light slowly wrapped around the whole body of the Iron Zombie King. As the rotten flesh loomed under the black light slowly began to grow, I realized that black also had the possibility of making people feel holy.

When the Iron Zombie King's body began to grow arms, the black light began to become dense, and soon it turned thick like ink, wrapping the Iron Zombie King into a huge silkworm cocoon.

"How long will it take for Lao Tie to wake up?" Toys Shangzhi looked at Leng Rufeng anxiously.

"He is awake, and he should be able to hear what we say, but to hear him speak, he will only wait until his body is repaired!" Leng Rufeng replied: "You just wait patiently. Are you... friends?"

Feeling the disdain and doubt in Leng Rufeng's mouth, I took the words and said, "It's because we are friends that we are anxious. We are anxious to see if the God-given gift to us is really the original version of the Iron Zombie King."

While waiting, for more than an hour before, I and Toyshu Shangzhi and I both opened our eyes wide and looked at the black light cocoon, for fear of missing the classic scene where the Iron Zombie King broke out of the cocoon. However, when Leng Rufeng first spoke about his previous life, the look of my light shining on him was completely on him. It seemed that curiosity was really a bad habit of human beings.

Although Leng Rufeng doesn't remember who his previous name was, he firmly remembered two names, one is a woman and the other is a man. When he talked about these two people, I looked at each other and knew it clearly, because the woman he said was Pan Jinlian and the man was Ximen Qing...

However, his version is different. Ximen Qing is no longer a rich guy, but a fried dough stick seller, and he is also his good friend. Because he himself sells sesame cakes, they often recommend other people's products to their customers. Often, customers who buy sesame cakes will buy a fried dough stick, and those who buy fry sticks will consider buying a piece of sesame cake...

Wanwu Shangzhi asked if his name is Wu Dalang. He replied no. When he asked us who Wu Dalang is, we had to tell him that Wu Dalang is our brother, and his experience is similar to his, but his heart is in a daze. God knows which bastard is the one who made this program...

In his plot, there is no role for our idol Wu Erlang at all. Pan Jinlian still plays a woman who is in trouble, but no one forces her because there is no Wang Po who is on the string. Because Ximen Qing, who sells fried dough sticks, is very popular with trendy women at that time, which directly leads to Pan Jinlian being unable to withstand the temptation of beauty and becoming a good thing... Well, it is not a good thing for the person involved Leng Rufeng.

His wife was flirting with her and still had her best friend, which made Leng Rufeng very sad. Although he hated Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian to the core, he was a guy who was in love, so he planned to help them, go far away or simply go to hell...

But God did not do what he wanted, and even deprived him of the opportunity to go to hell, because when he called his brothers and his wife together, he planned to tell them that he was willing to fulfill them and planned to have their last dinner with them, the vicious woman Pan Jinlian was guilty of killing him with her adulterer Ximen Qing, and he died with his eyes open: he did not expect that he was so kind and treated others so generously, and ended up like this, while the adulterer was able to live happily and freely.

The resentment of the sky made Anle's underworld dare not take him in, so he arrived at the undead space...

It is even more impossible for the undead space to have any feelings. Every undead is striving to increase his strength and climb up step by step.

It’s no wonder Leng Rufeng turned into a cold undead with such an experience. I asked tentatively: “Do you believe in friendship and love, what about family affection?”

"Family love..." Leng Rufeng suddenly burst into laughter madly: "Family love? Go ***Family love..."

When Leng Rufeng was tired of laughing, he said in pain: "I will never forget it. The father I killed that day killed my mother with his own hands in front of me. If it weren't for the appearance of Xiao Li's flying knife, I would probably die under his kitchen knife."
Chapter completed!