Chapter 217: The Witch Sparrow's Death

Nanfeng had decided to kill Nangong Wo, but he was ashamed to beg him not to blame himself. If Nangong Wo hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have been hard to believe that there would be such a well-dressed beast with a knife hidden in his smile.www.biquge.info

The twin hammers of the wind and thunder are in his hands, and the hammers in his hands may really be able to kill this thief and clear the portal for the Witch Bird Gate. But he thought about it calmly, and didn't do it after all.

Thinking about the south wind, his kung fu is not weak, and there is an unknown fire bell next to him, if he is defeated by them, he will be killed by this wolf immediately, and he will not be able to save others, so he can only compromise and continue to deal with them.

Nanfeng was scolded so bloodied, but he still didn't retreat, and shouted with his mouth wide open: "Father-in-law...... Father-in-law ......"

Nangong Wo was so angry that he swung down his sledgehammer and said categorically: "Shut up! From this moment on, you don't want to call me with these two words again, why don't I have you as a son-in-law, and I will no longer be your master! As soon as I go back, I will announce that I will sever all relations with you and expel you from the school! I, Nangong Wo, swear to heaven that I have never confiscated your apprentice, my daughter Hua Ze, and I will no longer be your wife!"

No matter how angry he reprimanded, Nanfeng was like a dead pig, not angry, but grinned and said: "Go back, Nangong Master, after tonight, if you can go back, it will be a miracle." I don't care about your threats. The only thing I care about is the hot demon blood on your body. Also, Hua Ze, even if you take it back, her child is mine, and I have to take care of it. The Demon Realm Treasure Blood is given by heaven from generation to generation, Hua Ze and Yuxiu don't have it, but the kid definitely has it. If one day we run out of blood from you, he will be our blood bank. As long as the child is alive, this blood source will continue to ......"

"Shut up!"

Nangong Wo's whole body trembled violently, stopped him with a roar, pointed at him and said a few words "you", his chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of flame-colored blood spurted out.

Huoling'er was not far from Nangong Wo, and as soon as he saw him spurting blood, he screamed in fright and unconsciously fled backwards.

Nangong Wo confirmed that although this fire bell belongs to the primordial god, it is no different from a ghost at present, and he is also afraid of his fire and blood. That's probably why it needs its own blood, but it can't take it in person, so it has to set up such a big game and use the south wind to get close to itself.

Finally found a way to blackmail them, Nangong Wo Yixi threw away the double hammer, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and slashed his wrist with a knife.

Suddenly, his wrist was like a ball of fire, and the golden fire dust continued to spray, causing the fire bell to retreat frantically.

Nanfeng didn't expect him to understand this killer move, so he didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he hurriedly stopped: "Okay, okay, father-in-law, I can't see that you are the head of the dignified generation, and your strength is so small." The child's business, let's discuss it, it's okay to discuss it later, now as long as you give us the blood, we promise to let you live!"

Nangong Wo covered his wrist and sneered: "What a vicious request! No matter what realm of beings, the blood is connected to the primordial spirit. Once the blood is exhausted, the primordial spirit will gradually dissipate, and you are forcing me to die!"

Nanfeng continued to put on that scoundrel face and said, "Oh, I've broken through my mouth, why are you still so stubborn? We don't want you to die, we just want your blood." Your kung fu is so strong, no matter how much blood you shed, you can be born back, right?"

Nangong Wo no longer entangled with him, and said with a wry smile: "Say whatever you want." I agree to give you blood, but there is one condition, if you agree, you will make a deal, if you don't agree, I will immediately self-immolate, and let you be busy in vain!"

(To be continued.) )