Rebirth and hoarding, the Queen of Doomsday Darkness

"Zhou Chen, obey orders."

"Also, don't tell anyone about what's going on here."

After Zhou Chen left, Ye Qingcheng directly entered the space with the ghost.

The ghost's body was covered with scratched skin, and the flesh on his face was turned inside out so that the bones were visible.

Ye Qingcheng quickly treated her injuries.

The ghost let out a long breath: "That monster is level eight, let's be careful later."

The monster looked like a wingless fly, with a scorpion-like tail on its butt, and the hook on the tail glowed purple.

The monster darted around with its lantern-like eyes, and only retreated into the pool of blood behind it when it found the invader had disappeared.

Indeed, fresh blood had not been injected into it for several days, and the monster was in a very manic mood.

It opened its mouth wide and drank the water in the blood pool into its stomach in big gulps like a cow drinking water, leaving only its two eyes exposed, still looking around vigilantly.

Soon, the blood in the blood pool dried up, revealing the azure jade underground, from which faint energy fluctuations emanated.

The monster enjoyed licking the jade very much. As it sucked, the wounds on its body miraculously healed slowly.

At the edge of the blood pool, there is a small tree with large leaves. Its thick roots have penetrated into the azure jade, constantly absorbing energy.

Ye Qingcheng finally healed the ghost's wounds. Fortunately, she was very strong and although the injuries looked serious, they were only superficial.

The dragon blood tree shook its branches frantically: "Girl, girl, hurry up, I want the jade under the blood pool and the little tree, it's very nourishing!"

Because of the excitement, several leaves on the dragon blood tree fell off, which made Ye Qingcheng very distressed.

The dragon blood tree is full of treasures. The dragon blood fruit is of course a good medicine, and even the big leaves are good for healing. The bark and roots can increase the supernatural powers of the psychic.

It’s just that the dragon blood tree is not easy to grow and requires a large amount of green crystal to grow. Ye Qingcheng would not use it easily unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Dragon Blood Tree, you want to eat your own kind?"

She understood absorbing the green crystal, but... a tree eating a tree? That was a bit outrageous.

The dragon blood tree opened its mouth wide and said, "Don't you humans also eat your own kind?"

Well, it didn't understand her.

but

He looked outside through the light curtain, with a flash of disdain in his eyes: "It looks like that little tree grew up by drinking blood. Are you sure you want to eat it?"

In this case, if I eat dragon blood fruit or leaves, wouldn’t it be equivalent to indirectly drinking human blood?

My scalp feels numb just thinking about it.

As if it knew what she was thinking, the dragon blood tree was speechless for a while: "You humans plant plants and fertilize them with manure so that they can thrive. If you eat the fruits, isn't that the same as eating manure?"

"Okay, you win."

The dragon blood tree won for the first time and it was so happy that its branches and leaves shook, causing a few leaves to fall off. Ye Qingcheng picked them up and carefully put them in her arms.

"Can you be more careful? Every leaf you grow is my hard work."

"I know, I know."

As soon as the ghost was cured, he wanted to get out of the space to avenge his previous shame, but ended up running into an invisible barrier.

He turned around and looked at Ye Qingcheng in confusion.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? With your reckless nature, won't you suffer if you go out?"

The ghost rubbed his head in confusion.

"I am also very good."

Ye Qingcheng rolled her eyes at the light curtain: "I know you are powerful, but we should use our brains when doing things. We can take it down without any soldiers. Why should we fight with others?"

The ghost didn't understand.

Ye Qingcheng pointed in the direction of the monster: "Look, after drinking the blood, is it a little sleepy?"

The ghost took a look and found that it was indeed the case.

The monster opened its eyes wide and was very alert at first, but gradually it realized that there was no movement around it, and its eyelids began to droop.

It should be because he drank the blood in the blood pool.

Suddenly, the ghost-level whirled around: "Look, its superpowers seem to have grown again, let's go and kill it."

He was ready to fight, but ended up running into that invisible barrier again.

She rubbed her aching head and then remembered that without Ye Qingcheng's consent, she could not enter and exit the space at will.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Killing someone requires strategy."

The ghost was confused again.

Just kill, why do we need strategy?

Ye Qingcheng waved her hand, and a table full of delicious dishes appeared on the stone table under the big willow tree, as well as a bloody beast leg and a basin of mutant beast's plasma.

"Come on, let's eat and talk."

He pointed at the monster on the screen and said, "Look, his tail is like a scorpion and a chain. It must be poisonous and a major force in battle..."

He was eating unclearly, and was still carefully analyzing the opponent's possible attack methods and weaknesses.

The ghost nodded repeatedly after hearing this, very impressed.

As a result, he finished eating a skinny leg and drinking a basin of mutant beast's plasma, and faced with Ye Qingcheng's questions, he was completely confused.

The head was hit hard.

"Did you just listen to me?"

The ghost nodded: "I listened, but then I forgot."

She really didn't mean it. She's just a zombie. How could she understand the human thought process?

Ye Qingcheng smacked her lips and drank the ice cola in one gulp.

"In short, the other side is stronger than us. We can't attack head-on, so we can only fight guerrilla warfare."

"Oh."

"Whether it's a scorpion or a fly, they're all afraid of the cold. I can control that. Then we can do this..."

The ghost listened very carefully, and then forgot about it.

Ye Qingcheng has a toothache.

Isn't it said that his intelligence is at the level of an eight or nine-year-old? Why is he still so...retarded?

He patted the crumbs on his hands and said, "Okay, you take the lead and I'll assist."

"Okay." A smile finally appeared on her face.

"Look how happy you are. You are so excited after fighting all day."

Outside, the combination of the fly and scorpion absorbed the tonic and could no longer keep its eyelids open. It wanted to sleep, but it would occasionally try to open its eyes and look around.

Fear of a sudden attack.

Finally, it slowly let down its guard.

At this moment, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped, and my body became stiff and shivered with cold.

All the sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

Suddenly, I felt a strong murderous intent coming towards my neck. I looked up suddenly and saw a large knife with a cold glow chopping towards my neck.

Just as he was about to counterattack, Ye Qingcheng suddenly appeared out of nowhere on the opposite side.

"Little reptile, look here."

With a "click", a high-power searchlight was turned on, and the mutant beast was temporarily blinded by the strong light.

After all, it was a level 8 mutant beast. It just closed its eyes and moved its neck instinctively, brushing past the big knife in the ghost's hand.

At the same time, the chain-like tail began to swing and attacked the ghost.

The ghost was about to attack with his sword in hand, but someone pulled him by the collar and he disappeared on the spot.