Chapter 62: Cannibalism
"If you dare to do anything wrong to her, I promise you won't get anything!" Zhan Feihong's blush, which had already turned blue-gray, was dyed with anger, and he stared at Uncle Hornet deadly.
As if he saw the determination in Zhan Feihong's eyes, he rolled his eyes and said, "Since you care so much about that little girl, why don't you obediently hand over the baby?" I promise not to hurt her hair!"
"Unless I see her person and watch her leave safely, nothing will be said!" Zhan Feihong smiled coldly, he naturally would not believe the other party's promise.
"I see that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin!" Uncle Hornet's face sank, his arm was raised high, and the green cone in the center was aimed at Zhan Feihong's chin.
"You just do it. Zhan Feihong's eyes flashed red again and again, "As long as you hurt me once, I will self-destruct a part of the spiritual veins in my body, even if you get my body, you won't find out any secrets!"
"You think I wouldn't dare?!" Uncle Hornet's arm trembled with excitement, and it was the first time he had encountered this kind of guy who had obviously become a captive and was still so strong.
If it's a well-known spiritual cultivator, it's just a nobody, who is only thirteen or fourteen years old. As a murderous retail demon cultivator, how could he endure this evil breath?
Seeing that the green light was about to pierce Zhan Feihong's flesh, Uncle Hornet's heart hesitated.
In case this kid really has the guts to harm himself, a waste whose spiritual veins are broken and the spiritual sea collapses will not even have the basic value of feeding his own fierce beastsγγγγγγ
Just as he was hesitating, Zhan Feihong's left hand suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light. Immediately afterward, the arm hung limply, as if it had lost its life.
"You ββ!!!" Uncle Hornet's green mangs against the young man's chin shrank and slowly moved to the side.
I've seen it ruthless, but I've never seen it so ruthless. He really didn't understand how the young man's underage life was spent to develop this kind of character.
I have to say that he was really scared. If Zhan Feihong self-destructs twice, he will really become garbage with no use value at all. This is the same as working in vain, even if you admit it, the companion will not stop.
"Okay, okay, just wait until that stinky girl comes back, you don't mess around!" Uncle Hornet let go of his hand and squatted aside with a sigh.
Hearing this, the young man finally had some confidence, it seemed that the other party still cared about his little life.
In the face of this kind of enemy who completely suppressed him, if he wanted to protect Miss Su's safety again, he could only use his only coercive method to fight.
Zhan Feihong knew very well that if he didn't be ruthless to himself at this time, when Miss Su was brought back by Uncle Hornet's companions, she would be like a cow and sheep that could be slaughtered, and there would be no room for resistance.
Looking down at his left hand, which had been broken, the young man was expressionless. However, in his heart, there was a trace of luck.
In fact, of the five spiritual veins in this left hand, only the golden spiritual vein was destroyed by him with spiritual power, while the remaining four spiritual veins were still intact.
Even the appearance that looked like he was paralyzed was deliberately pretended by Zhan Feihong.
The reason why he did this was nothing more than relying on the common sense of spiritual and demon cultivation in the world, and one person only had one spiritual vein to deceive the other party.
Zhan Feihong knew that he was deceitful and could not deceive, just by virtue of the age and cultivation of this hornet uncle, he was by no means a demon cultivator with little experience.
And the chance of self-destructing the spiritual veins in demon cultivation is much greater than that of spiritual cultivation. Because they knew that if their own skills were not destroyed, the corpse would definitely become a meal for the enemy's fierce beasts.
So the young man had to grit his teeth and destroy the golden spiritual vein in his left hand, and use real drama to deceive the other party.
For now, he's succeeded. As for the benefits, it is not just in exchange for delaying time, but also in the same as one more chance to be surprised.
The two of them waited silently for the figures coming from afar, and the only thing left in the grass was the sound of their breathing, except for the murmur of the breeze blowing the green leaves.
After the work of the two teas, a faint figure finally appeared in the distance.
Uncle Hornet slowly stood up, his two huge eyes narrowed slightly, and he observed for a long time, and suddenly frowned.
Zhan Feihong also saw this small shadow, his dragon eyes were no worse than Uncle Hornet's insight ability, and he soon saw that there was only one person who came back.
The boy felt his breathing begin to struggle, his chest felt like it was being pressed by some weight, and he wanted to breathe but couldn't.
No way...... Miss Su will be fine!
She must have managed to escape!
But no matter how desperately he thinks in a good direction, the anxiety in his heart just can't be calmed down.
Zhan Feihong had to urge the Lianmai Seal in his body and try to contact Creation to see what was going on. But after feeling it intently for a while, there was only one result for him:
Fear.
What is Creation fearing?
A trace of panic flashed in the young man's eyes, and he didn't dare to test the situation of the natal beast again.
At this time, Uncle Hornet's companion had already walked up to the two of them. The appearance of this demon cultivator is much more ordinary than him.
"What about people?" Uncle Hornet asked coldly when he saw his companion returning empty-handed.
His ordinary-looking companion shook his head, his hands jerking into a strange gesture. Zhan Feihong looked like it was the head of some kind of animal from the side.
"What are you kidding?!" After seeing this gesture, Uncle Hornet screamed violently, his face full of disbelief.
"I'm lying to you, we're kicking the nail board this time. The ordinary-looking companion said bitterly.
"Okay, even if that Nizi is-" Uncle Hornet showed ruthlessness and said fiercely: "With her cultivation, she can't even reach the level of a foreign disciple, at most she is a miscellaneous soldier or something, so let's just stop doing itγγγγγγ He slashed hard into the air.
The ordinary-looking companion squinted at him and slowly pointed his finger to his back.
Seeing this action, Uncle Hornet's next words all choked back into his throat, and his expression now seemed to be frightened, and his divine light involuntarily collapsed.
"She, she, she, sheβI don't believe it, I don't believe it!!" he stammered after a long time.
Uncle Hornet's companion reached out and pressed on Uncle Hornet's shoulder, and said heavily: "Do I have a reason to lie to you? If you don't leave now, it's too late!"
"But, but this kid's left arm is already useless!" Uncle Hornet took a step back, swallowed his saliva, and his two round eyes subconsciously glanced at Zhan Feihong.
When the ordinary-looking companion heard Uncle Hornet's words, his face instantly turned cold, and he asked, "Did you do it?"
"No, it's not me, it's himselfγγγγγγ Uncle Hornet changed his previous arrogant virtue, and his hands were swinging quickly, putting all the responsibility on Zhan Feihong.
"Alas, it's useless to say anything now. The companion withdrew his hands and said helplessly, "Only to see if they can turn aside and forgive your sins." β
With that, he turned behind Uncle Hornet.
"You have to help me intercede!" Uncle Hornet seemed to grasp the straw that saved his life, and as his companion turned around, he was about to grab someone's arm and beg.
But what he ushered in was a cold chill.
"You-" Before the words fell, a head slipped from his neck and fell to the ground, rolling more than a foot before he barely stopped.
The blood that spurted from the wound pulled a red mark on the ground, and the old hornet did not believe that his companion would do such a cruel act until he died.
"Don't blame me!" The demon cultivator shook off the blood on the ice blade, and he said with red eyes: "If I don't kill you, neither of us will survive!"