When Fang Heling threw the person he was holding into the clearing, the horror story opened the next chapter.

"It's all here?" asked Liang Jiu.

After the poor Qingyun Pavilion disciple thought about it repeatedly, he said, "There are a few corpses that are really unrecognizable, and those who recognize them are all here. ”

He didn't dare to make a mistake, he didn't dare to say half a point wrong.

"Oops, poor little bit. Yanzi touched his face: "You don't have to be so nervous, my sister won't hurt you." ”

"I'm not nervous, nervous. ”

Liang Jiu's trembling voice was obviously not convincing, but Yanzi didn't pursue it either.

She just turned to look at the evil people and demons: "What are you still doing in a daze? You don't care about your own affairs, and you are still waiting for the old lady to feed your mouth?"

Zheng Fei was not angry at this bad attitude.

Instead, he just smiled and said very politely: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Li Shou also followed: "Thank you!"

Zheng Fei changed from a squatting position to a standing position, and stood up like a mountain of meat.

He took a step, strode to the clearing, reached into his belt, and grabbed a big square ding!

With the popularization of the Momen storage box, the storage belt is a relatively old object, and now few people use it, and the number of surviving is very rare.

But compared to this storage belt, the breath of this Fang Dading is more ancient.

It was taken out of the storage belt, but it looked like someone had been picked up from some dark warehouse, covered in dust and old stories that no one had listened to.

It makes people subconsciously want to sneeze.

Boom!

This tripod fell, striking the earth heavily. The mountain responded with a long, muffled sound.

It is more than one zhang high, equal in length and width, and is about one zhang long. Four-legged, two-eared, square and neat, very symmetrical.

There is a yang inscription on the body, and the words are very close to the Taoist text, although it cannot reach its meaning directly, but it is not difficult to recognize. But the words are obscure, and it is vaguely an ancient prayer. (This Yang script is not a Yang Chinese script, it refers to the text with a raised body)

Zheng Fei didn't speak, just picked up a corpse on the ground and threw it into the big ding.

The tripod was not unfathomable, but an adult who was by no means skinny threw it without making a sound.

It's just that in the lower position, suddenly there is a blood-colored flame!

The monks of the two veins of Feng and Chi gathered together, and their sense of fear instantly rose to the top.

These people are demons...... It seems to be boiling for human food!

"Fight ...... them!"

The shout was cut off in the middle of the shout, and the flesh-slicing demon grabbed the man's neck and swept it into the ding.

The whole process is very natural.

"Whoever resists, dies first. He said indifferently.

The swallow stretched out his hands and pressed downward.

Her hands were not hideous and bloody, but beautiful, slender, white and ruddy.

"What did I say at the beginning? I said I wanted to ask you to help me with something, didn't I?"

She faced the Feng and Chi monks present, and the mask without facial features could not show her expression, but her body, her voice, and her momentum were all interpreting indifference.

"Now I might as well tell you what this thing is. Do you know that you Qingyun Pavilion has a treasure, a very big treasure!"

She turned around and touched Liang Jiu's face: "Of course, I'm not talking about my Xiao Jiu. ”

Liang Jiu is like a clay puppet, motionless and silent.

He has always thought that he is no worse than Chi Yue, and he is much stronger than Feng Ming. It's just because it doesn't belong to the two veins of Feng and Chi that it is not supported by the sect and cannot get the best resources. There is no hope for the sect master for life, and the best future is the position of a foreign surname sect guard.

He was unwilling, unconvinced, angry at this unfair world, and had been depressed for a long time. That's why when Feng Yue wagged his tail and begged for mercy, he deliberately asked Feng Ming.

If the people surnamed Feng and Chi found out by Feng Yue are going to have an accident, let his son Feng Ming have an accident together. If he can escape, he will also let Feng Ming survive together. He just wants to make a person like Feng Ming, who is born with a good life, feel and experience "fairness"!

But after seeing with his own eyes the scene of these demons cooking people with Dingding, he didn't know if he would open that mouth if he did it all over again!

At least for the moment, he didn't want to stand behind the demon.

The swallow looked around and withdrew her gaze somewhat boredly.

Apparently no one in the room was in the mood to pay attention to her teasing.

She continued, "I want ...... in your body Balanced Blood!"

"You don't need to know what it is. You just need to know that it is a means left by a certain force in ancient times, and in the past few years, it has allowed you to maintain a relative balance between the two veins of the sealing pool. It controls your future and, to some extent, your destiny. ”

"In your body, it's so mediocre! But for them!" Yanzi stretched out his hand and pointed at Zheng Fei and Li Shou, "It will play a vital role." ”

"Sadly, this method has been lost. The blood of balance is only available to you Qingyun Pavilion. ”

Yanzi said with regret: "Therefore we have to come, we have to hurt you." Even though I was very reluctant to make my little nine sad!"

Obviously, she only met Liang Jiu today, but she seems to have invested in deep feelings, and her emotions are very sincere.

Jiang Wang, who was hiding on the side, was secretly frightened.

He had guessed earlier that the reason why the two veins of Qingyun Pavilion Feng and Chi had always been able to maintain a relative balance. It's just that there has been a lack of enough leads.

Judging from what this female demon said at this time, it should be that there is some kind of secret technique left in the Genting Immortal Palace era, so that the blood of the two veins of Feng and Chi can flow in the bodies of the two veins, which ensures that they have a certain strength to a certain extent, and also makes corresponding restrictions, so that this balance can continue.

Jiang Wang didn't know what effect this "balanced blood" could play on Zheng Fei and Li Thin. But only from the literal meaning......

Li Shou's supernatural ability to self-harm to injure the enemy, and Zheng Fei's supernatural ability to injure the opponent when he is injured, once it can be comprehensively balanced through this so-called "balanced blood...... Isn't there no solution?

Anyone becomes their opponent, you hurt them, you yourself will die, they hurt themselves, you will die too.

What other options are there than to meet and run?

Jiang Wang couldn't think of any solution for a while!

"But I only need two drops. Swallow continued, and her tone jumped a little like a little girl: "So you may not have to die too much. ”

"This tripod is very useful, and we spent a lot of money to get it. It helps us achieve our goals. ”

"I don't know how many people it takes to boil two drops of balanced blood. They may be boiling ten people or just two. ”

"We're very reasonable. Let's start with the corpse, don't we? If the corpse is finished, the blood of balance will be there, and there will be no need to cook the living!

"But if anyone wants to escape, they will cause us trouble. I'm sorry, I'm going to die now!"

"Yes, we're very reasonable!" Li Shou agreed.

"But then again. Yanzi spread his hands, looking very helpless: "If the corpse is not enough after cooking, you can only slowly add people in." You can understand it, right? When the time comes, it's up to who's unlucky, do you say okay?"

Among the two monks surnamed Feng Chi, who were silent and silent, even Feng Ming, who couldn't move, closed his mouth.

No one wants to be the one who dies first, and everyone wants to be the one who can live to the next.

Several people's fists tightened and tightened, but finally they let go.

It's useless, it's useless to resist.

From the beginning to the present, the humans and demons have repeatedly emphasized this fact with their strength.

So no one resisted.

"If you don't speak, you acquiesce. ”

Swallow clapped his hands: "Go on!"

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