Chapter 1995: Narrow road (7)

"I don't know? Who are you cheating? We just saw that the undead creature came in this direction. How could you not know where it went?" Another student at the Royal Academy stepped forward and was not angry. Looking at the members of the Red Yan team.
"We have just arrived." The battlefield is resistant to the temper.
The young boy, who looked at the camp, looked up at the scorpion of the battlefield.

Here is your camp?

"Yes." Battlefield.
"What are you doing here?" asked the boy.
"This has nothing to do with you. We don't know where the undead creature went. If there is nothing else, please leave." Warfield does not intend to say anything more with this group of "Pride of Heaven". They are training figures. After rushing back, after tidying up here, I will continue to go back to training.
The other side picked up an eyebrow, obviously did not expect that the battlefield would actually rush.
"Feng Feng, that little devil seems to be a bit wrong." A student of the Royal College, the eye of the eye found in the back of the Red Yan team.
The teenager named Fengjing looked up slightly and looked at it in the direction of Xun. Xer immediately moved his footsteps to block the shackles.
"What is that?" Feng Xiao looked coldly at the battlefield.
"It doesn't matter to you."
There is a sneer on Feng Xiao's face, and he looks at the battlefield: "The undead creatures have three categories, low, medium, high, low-level undead creatures and medium undead creatures are low-inferior beasts, but Among the higher undead creatures, there are some powerful existences that have lived for countless years. They are smart and embarrassing, and have the ability to become human beings."
The battlefield brows wrinkled and stared at each other cautiously.
The higher undead creatures have been able to shape things, and he has heard it, but it is only in the legend. To reach that realm, the high-level undead creatures must have tens of thousands of years of life, and the innate conditions are very good. Possible.
At least, in the past few thousand years, mourning the abyss has never happened to have the biological form of higher undead.
However, at this time, Feng Xiao suddenly raised this legend. He recognized the scorpion as a metamorphosis of high-level undead creatures.
"I have nothing to do with me. It’s not that you have the final say. That high-level undead creature is our goal. Please hand it over." Feng Wei’s words sounded modest, but the tone was not humble. .
"He is not." Warfield denied.
"If it is not, let us see that even if the undead creatures are metamorphosed, the smell of his body will not change, and only a part of it can be temporarily suppressed. Just let us look at it and you will know one or two." With a chuckle, I feel that the denial of the battlefield is very thin.
How large is a high-level undead creature, how can it disappear without cause?
The only possibility is that it already has the ability to shape.
It must now be hidden here in the undead youth!
The battlefield bite his teeth, he can't hand the little guy to Fengjing to see, although the little guy is not a dead creature, but he is not a dead soul!
He is a human being, with the attitude of the undead to human beings, the battlefield can imagine, if he brings the little guy to the group of the Royal Academy, they will definitely find the identity of the little guy!