Hellhounds are not without wisdom. After living in hell for such a long time, they have more or less produced a little intelligence, especially in the world of the jungle.

Some time ago, in their hellhound circle, such a news spread, hell has changed its owner, to be precise, it should be a new leader. The former chaos has disappeared and replaced by unity.

The reapers who used to be their masters are dead, and those who are not dead are now ruled by the temple. In the forest of hell, temples have always been sacred places, and the great people living in them can subdue their existence. Now the reapers are gone and temples rule hell. Well, the new leader, though they haven't seen it, knows it.

Oh, by the way, they used to smell leaders. And they have been implanted in their minds with the idea that once they smell the smell, they must obey orders no matter what their appearance or identity is. The hellhound itself is a dog, and its sense of smell is very sensitive. After the smell goes deep into the mind, they form an opinion in the subconscious.

This is the smell of the new leader. Whenever they smell it, they must obey orders, even if they are to die. The biggest difference between animals and people is the idea of obeying orders. When people obey orders, they are more or less unnatural. To be exact, they will have ideas in their hearts. However, for animals, commands are instructions, and they will not think about anything.

Just like the current hellhound, when Lin Fan stepped on the ground with one foot, he immediately counseled at the moment when he just wanted to resist, because it smelled the smell of leader.

In this short two seconds, its state changed from anger at the beginning to stupidity and then to fear. The mouth issued bursts of whine, crawling body shaking head, two eyes pitifully looking at Lin fan.

Spare my life, leader. I don't know it's you. If I know, I dare not do it even if I have two guts

Lin fan, who was just about to cut down the hellhound, suddenly heard a voice of milk gas in his head. He was stunned. His action stopped and frowned. He looked at the hell dog at his feet and stepped on it: "are you talking?"

"Great, really great, leader, it's great that you can hear me. I'm talking, that's what I'm talking about. Leader, you've got a lot of adults. Don't worry about a dog. This happened just now because I didn't know. If I know, I dare not do it like that. Leader, please forgive me. No, please don't kill me. You can cut off one of my arms. "

"What do you mean, leader? Are you from hell? The meditation master tells you who I am? " Lin Fan guessed some of them, but he was not sure: "or, as far as the present situation is concerned, the prefectures have flourished?"

The hellhound looked at Lin Fan carefully. When he saw that Lin Fan didn't do anything and his mood slowed down, he nodded his head and said, "now hell has developed very fast, which is not comparable before. All the animals have received the news that hell has changed its leader. We hellhounds have heard your smell, and we can't be wrong You are the leader of our hell. "

So it is. Lin Fan understood. The time ratio between hell and human is 4:1. It has been a week since he returned to the world, that is to say, almost a month has passed since he returned to the world