The unbelieving 'blood-devouring' supernatural power made Feng Yi's heart move.

There is too little essence and blood, not enough to burn for a long time, which is Feng Yi's biggest regret.

If you can learn the blood-devouring supernatural power and use the enemy's essence and blood to replenish your own consumption, then the six times the combat power you have raised can not be used for a long time?

Heartbeat is definitely heartbeat, but the condition of no faith also made Feng Yi frown.

The condition for no faith is to instruct Feng Yi to heal his injuries and let Feng Yi heal him.

"Since you know how to heal, why don't you heal yourself?" Feng Yi asked.

Wuxin shook his head and sighed faintly, "To heal my injuries, I need a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures, and in my current situation, it is really not easy to go to the human chamber of commerce to exchange and buy." ”

"You are the Rakshasa King, why don't you mobilize the Blood Rakshasa and go to the barren mountains and mountains to find herbs?" Feng Yi asked again.

Wuxin continued to shake his head, "The position of the Rakshasa King was obtained by the deity after killing a Yuan Fetal Realm Blood Rakshasa by the deity, and it was subdued by force. Now, if the deity returns to the Rakshasa Palace, do you think those dogs under your command will honestly obey the deity's dispatch?"

Feng Yi was stunned, but he still had concerns, and said bluntly at the moment: "You pass on my blood-devouring supernatural powers and medical knowledge, and I will heal your wounds, this transaction is very fair." But how can I guarantee that you won't do anything to me once you've recovered?"

"I can swear. Wuxin said without thinking.

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows to look at him, shook his head and sneered, "I don't believe in this thing of oath." ”

"It's not an ordinary oath, it's a demon oath. Wuxin said, biting the tip of his middle finger and drawing a strange rune in the air with blood.

On the runes, the demon yuan is debauched, and there seems to be a hidden ghost crying demon laughing.

Wuxin's expression was solemn, and he pointed to the sky, and said in a deep voice: "I have no faith, and I swear by the demons in my heart, I will never shoot at the people in front of me during the healing period and after the injury has recovered, nor will I use my hands and feet on the blood-devouring magic power that I have imparted." If this oath is violated, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed, and all demons will eat God. ”

The words dissipated, and the blood rune suddenly trembled, turning into a blood-colored streamer and burrowing into the body of Wuxin.

His face was painful, but it was fleeting, which was a manifestation of the oath and the demons in his heart.

In the future, if he breaks his oath without faith, the demon will immediately take action and drain his soul.

Feng Yi saw it clearly, but he still had concerns in his heart.

Seeing that he was silent, Wuxin couldn't help frowning, "The heart demon oath has also been made, which shows the sincerity of the deity, what else are you worried about?"

Feng Yi shook his head and said, "It's nothing, you have to pass on my blood-devouring supernatural power first." ”

"Yes, but you also have to make a demon vow to heal me wholeheartedly, and not to delay time and fool things. Also, during the healing period, it is not allowed to collude with the strong to plot against the deity. ”

Untrustworthy's request is also a matter of course, Feng Yi nodded, biting his fingertips and swearing.

His cultivation was insufficient, Yuan Li could not leave his body, and the blood runes could not be written in the air, so he could only find a carrier and write it on a piece of bluestone.

The oath was made, the blood light flowed into the body, Feng Yi only felt a pain in his heart, as if ten thousand demons suddenly came out.

As long as there are intelligent beings, they all have demons, but the desires of individuals are different, and the strength of the demons is also different.

Some people have strong desires and find it difficult to maintain their own clarity, so they will be controlled by the demons and become bloodthirsty demons or will be devoured by the demons and turned into dry bones.

Although some people have strong desires, their willpower is stronger, and their demons have no chance to take advantage of them.

Feng Yi falls into the latter category.

Now that the heart demon has made an oath, it can be regarded as a contract with the heart demon. In the future, if the oath is violated, the heart demon will immediately riot, and with the blessing of the heart demon oath rune, the strength of the heart demon will skyrocket, and it is impossible to resist it.

The heart demon oath cannot be easily established.

But the attraction of the blood-devouring supernatural power to Feng Yi is too great.

The deal was finalized, and the mutual defense between Wuxin and Fengyi also dispersed with the wind.

After identifying the direction of the prison city, Wuxin turned into a streamer, and with Feng Yi, he soared into the sky.

After staying late at night, he finally returned to the prison city.

"Brother, who is this person?"

Qiu Ping learned that Feng Yi had returned, and hurriedly ran to the City Lord's Mansion. But before he could set his footsteps, he caught a glimpse of a majestic middle-aged man, sitting on the throne of the city lord with a big grin.

Feng Yichong waved his hand at Xu Huang and Zhang Yu, who were lighting the lamp, and motioned for them to go back and rest.

Moved his eyes to look at Qiu Ping and said, "Wuxin, a friend of mine." ”

Qiu Ping let out an "oh" and hugged his fist at Wuxin.

After all, Wuxin is a Huaxia Demon God, where would he care about an Inner Rest Realm martial artist like Qiu Ping, and after rolling his eyes honestly and unceremoniously, he shouted at Feng Yi: "Boy, the deity is hungry, do you have any wine and food?" ”

Feng Yi said angrily: "No, I want to eat it and cook it myself." ”

Wuxin stood up and shouted, "Damn, what kind of attitude do you have?"

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows and sneered, "What attitude do you want?"

The two of them were tense, and they would fight if they didn't agree with each other.

Seeing this, Qiu Ping hurriedly pulled Feng Yi and said in a low voice: "Brother, don't hurt the harmony between friends, I will order someone to prepare wine and food." ”

He has a rough temperament, and he doesn't see that the relationship between Feng Yi and Wuxin is not real.

Feng Yi waved his hand and said, "No." ”

With that, he pulled Qiu Ping and walked towards his residence.

Wuxin shouted behind him, "Where does the deity live?"

Feng Yi said coldly: "Whatever." ”

The candlelight was dim, and Feng Yi was full of exhaustion.

Seeing this, Qiu Ping didn't rush to inquire about the bloody killing field in Linjiang City, and was about to leave with a farewell.

Feng Yi summoned him, thought for a while, and said: "You send an order, let everyone in the city wait, don't get close to Wuxin, don't conflict with him, just don't see it." ”

As he spoke, he took out a large bag of silver from his pouch and handed it to Qiu Ping, "This is the monthly salary of the guards in the city, you can distribute it tomorrow." ”

Qiu Ping nodded, not knowing what Feng Yi's arrangement for the untrustworthy thing meant, he had the heart to ask, but seeing that Feng Yi had no intention of saying more, he nodded and retreated.

The night was cold, and the autumn wind was getting colder.

Feng Yi lay on the wide bed, looking at the cold moonlight outside the window, and thought: "She gave up her relationship with me, why should I insist on it anymore?"

With a lot of thoughts, he thought again: "If I stay in the Heavenly Sword Sect, I will definitely not be able to avoid meeting her." ”

The sound of the wind outside the window is like a beautiful woman swallowing softly, sad and sad. Feng Yi turned over and said to himself, "I want to leave the Heavenly Sword Sect, leave the Jin Clan, and leave Yizhou." Wait until you have the strength to avenge your parents and kill the Mu Clan to find your master. ”

He joined the Heavenly Sword Sect, not for cultivation resources, but for Luo Bing.

Now that the goal is gone, it is unintentional to stay.

Thinking about it, Feng Yi slowly closed his eyes.

The decision is easy to make, but after it is really made, the pain in my heart is unavoidable.

What can I do if it hurts? Crying and begging, going to fight, stalking and fighting, grinding and hard foaming?

Feng Yi couldn't do that kind of thing.

He was sure he was going to get out of here, but there were two more things to do before he could leave.

One is a deal with the untrustworthy.

The second is the potential threat of the Heavenly Sword Sect's elder Lu Yuanlin.

Feng Yi killed Lu Yuanlin's subordinates, and the other party would not give up. If he leaves, Lu Yuanlin can't find him, and it is very likely that his anger will be transferred to Qiu Ping.

You can't leave a legacy to your friends, Lu Yuanlin must be killed.

In the early morning of the next day, when Feng Yi found Wuxin, he was lying on the bed of Yan Yuwan, the leader of the third team.

Yan Yuwan was very, and Feng Yi had a bad impression of her when he first saw her.

But he never expected Yan Yuwan to be so debauched, and in just a few words, he gave up his body to the great demon of Wuxin.

Seeing Feng Yi coming, Yan Yuwan was not in a hurry to dress, but twisted her waist and deliberately spread the spring light, intending to lure.

Feng Yi coldly looked away and shouted at Wuxin, who was still asleep: "Get up." ”

"What's the hurry, let the deity sleep again. Wuxin rolled over, muttered a word, and the sound of snoring came again.

Feng Yi stepped closer, dragged him up from the bed, and walked towards the door like a dead dog.

"Damn, you little wretch, let go. Shamelessness roared angrily.

Feng Yi just ignored it.

After all, he is a dignified demon god, and he is the new Rakshasa King, so he was dragged by Feng Yi and walked naked, where is his face?

Immediately agitated the Yuan Force, and in an instant, the blood was blazing.

The blood light only trembled, and then broke free from Feng Yi's right hand. Wuxin floated back, and the wooden door was slammed shut with a "clang".

"Fuck, you don't sleep well, it's not a fucking thing. ”

There was a shout of insulting and swearing from inside the house.

Feng Yitie blushed and stood in front of the door waiting.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for no letter.

Feng Yi was very angry, kicked open the door with his feet, and saw Wuxin pressing Yan Yuwan in front of his eyes, lying on the big bed together.

The woman wanted to scream loudly with spring waves on her face, but she was afraid that the city lord would hear it, and endured it very painfully.

There is pain, but there is more joy.

"What a disappointment. ”

The sound of the door breaking dissipated Wuxin's interest, and he crawled up with a black face.

Feng Yi turned around and went out, walking towards the City Lord's Mansion first. Wuxin followed, and while tying his belt, he asked, "What are you in a hurry? ”

"Heal your injuries as soon as possible, and you should get out of here as soon as possible, Lao Tzu still has something to do. Feng Yi's footsteps did not stop, and he said coldly.

Wuxin smiled, and an aftertaste appeared on his face, "That little lady is really fucking sassy, the deity is just a little show, and she took the initiative to offer herself." Gee...... That white flowery body is so fucking soft. ”

As he spoke, he put his hand around Feng Yi's shoulder and asked, "Have you ever tasted her body?"

Feng Yi shook his shoulders and shook off Wuxin's arm, silently.

Wuxin smiled: "Your kid is so serious, you must have never tasted such a happy thing." ”

As he spoke, he walked to the City Lord's Mansion.

After Feng Yi retreated from the guards, he closed the door of the mansion, looked at Wuxin, and said, "Teach me the blood-devouring magic power first." ”

Wuxin pursed his lips, "Don't you even have breakfast?"

Feng Yi said coldly: "No." ”

"Hmph!" Wuxin snorted coldly, and raised his hand to pick out the eye droppings hanging from the corners of his eyes. With a flick of his fingers, his eyes flew into the sky like arrows off the string.

"You kid slam the door, and the deity doesn't care about you. As for the blood-devouring supernatural powers, you should first find two living people. ”

Feng Yi frowned and said, "What do you want to do with the living?"

Wu Xin said: "Practice, do you want the deity Baba to tell you?" ”

Naturally, there are no living people, and Feng Yi does not have that kind of ruthless heart, and he uses the lives of living people to practice.

He instructed Xu Huang to bring two sheep.

The sheep were fat, and they were kept by slaves in the city to be eaten. At this moment, he was staring at a pair of innocent eyes, staring at the young man in gold armor in front of him.

Feng Yi stepped forward, and the sheep "bleated" wildly.

wanted to retreat, but was suppressed by the momentum emanating from Feng Yi's body, and he fell to the ground, and it was difficult to get up.

Feng Yi stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the top of the sheep's head.

The Yuan Force slowly marched along the path of Wuxin's teaching, and finally poured into the palm of his hand, rotating from left to right, forming a vortex of Yuan Force.

In the vortex, the suction is spitted and transmitted to the sheep along the palm.

The sheep screamed "bleating", and a faint blood light appeared all around them.

The blood light condensed into lines of blood, which were pulled by the suction force and poured into the palm of Feng Yi's right hand.

The body of the sheep is wilting at a rate visible to the naked eye.

After three breaths, the sheep turned into a dried corpse and fell to the ground stiffly, never to live again.