The self-proclaimed high-minded Sikong Youwei took the initiative to admit defeat, but it made Chu Feng and Ye Yue and other Purgatory Demon Sect cultivators take a look.

However, the fact that they want to change the bet has raised their hearts! Could this be another attempt to create right and wrong from the rest of the world?

"Sikong Gongzi, what do you mean?" Chu Feng asked everyone's thoughts, and the cold night on the side was even more solemn, and his ears were about to stand up.

"Hehe, it's not interesting. Chu Feng, Ben Gongzi still wants you to follow Ben Gongzi, what do you think?"

"What, follow you?" Chu Feng's heart suddenly sank, and his heart was really not giving up, or he wanted to humiliate himself, so what about the cold night?

Chu Feng's face changed, Sikong Youwei could see it clearly, and without thinking about it, Sikong Youwei could guess Chu Feng's thoughts. I saw Sikong Youwei smiling at Chu Feng rarely, "Chu Feng, I'm afraid you misunderstood this son's thoughts." This time, Ben Gongzi doesn't want to accept you as a slave, but really wants to recruit you, let you be Ben Gongzi's follower, and do things for Ben Gongzi!

"As long as you promise this son, this son can vigorously train you! If you want combat skills for combat skills, and if you want pills for pills! There are even some benefits that you have never thought of! This son promises that as long as this son has it, you can take it if you like it! As for her, ......"

Sikong Youwei looked at Ye Binghan again, "It is indeed a rare beauty, with an outstanding posture and a cold temperament! But if you follow this son, not only will this son not fight her idea again, but he can also make the decision and marry her to you!"

"How about it?" Sikong Youwei looked at Chu Feng confidently, after all, the conditions he offered were too rich, as long as he was not a fool, he would not refuse!

Of course, Chu Feng is not a fool, of course, Chu Feng also wants to get the high-level combat skills and elixirs that Sikong Youwei has. However, Chu Feng is even more reluctant to lose his freedom, and he is even more reluctant to be someone's follower!

In addition, Chu Feng was also very skeptical of the authenticity of Sikong Youwei's words. Aside from Si Youwei's own strength far exceeding his own, with his identity and status, if he wants to recruit his subordinates, he is not a follower, he can choose a powerful one, how can he not be a monk who has just stepped into Dansheng Yizhong!

Thinking about it, Chu Feng looked at Sikong Youwei suspiciously, "Why? Although I, Chu Feng, am not arrogant, but I am by no means the one who looks at everything, I really can't think of a reason why Sikong Gongzi likes me!"

"Reason?Hehe, what if this son is in love with your so-called instinctive feeling?"

Sikong Youwei's eyes are playful, but in fact, Sikong Youwei thinks so in his heart!

Chu Feng is currently weak in strength, but once he really grows up, and has that terrifying instinctive feeling assistance, Chu Feng may not have no hope of helping himself and defeating the person who is pressing on his head!

However, Chu Feng subconsciously thought that Sikong Youwei was fooling himself and making fun of himself!

"Sikong Gongzi, this joke is not very funny!"

"Hmph, do you think this son will joke with you? Chu Feng, this son is telling the truth! Come here!" Seeing that Chu Feng's vigilant and questioning expression was so thick, Sikong Youwei knew that he would not tremble and reveal some real things, and it was impossible for Chu Feng to let go, so Sikong Youwei planned to have a good exchange with Chu Feng.

Chu Feng is not afraid, anyway, what Sikong Youwei really wants to do to himself, with his own strength, he can't resist. As for the Purgatory Demon Sect, even the daughter of the sect leader Yeyue is willing to give it, can he still hope to help him an outer disciple?

Chu Feng walked towards the commonplace.

Sikong Youwei's mind moved, and the long sword in his hand immediately came out of his hand, and it was quietly suspended against the ground.

"Let's go, Chu Feng, let's talk alone?"

"What don't you dare?" Chu Feng was very single, and stepped directly on Sikong Youwei's long sword, Sikong Youwei smiled, and also stepped out, and then the imperial sword took Chu Feng to the sky.

Ye Binghan wanted to stop Chu Feng, but he didn't have time to interject. Seeing that the two of them were about to disappear even with their backs, Ye Binghan couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yeyue, his eyes full of pleading!

But Yeyue was silent and didn't react at all!

Ye Binghan bit his lip, and was extremely disappointed in his heart, his father was sometimes too rational!

Otherwise, how could he have volunteered when his father revealed a hint of embarrassment?

Edgeworth rode the wind, and after more than a dozen breaths, Sikong Youwei took Chu Feng and slowly landed on a secluded mountain.

The moment he landed, Chu Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, faintly visible, and in the corner of the mountain, a small black shadow flashed by.

"Chu Feng, do you know why my Demon Hall is called the Demon Palace?" Sikong Youwei's eyes suddenly became strange.

Chu Feng shook his head, "I don't know." ”

"This son tells you that there are two reasons why the Demon Hall is called the Demon Palace: first, there are many demon cultivators in the hall, and the demon Dao exercises are as vast as the sea, all-encompassing! Second, the demonic nature! You can kill wantonly in the Demon Palace, there is no reason! The following can be committed, and the strong should be the weak!"

Therefore, even if you are noble and detached, you must always work hard and be careful in everything. When you meet someone stronger, you need to grovel to the knees, accept it, and pretend to be a grandson! Otherwise, a bad person may die at any time and cannot die again!"

"Although Ben Gongzi is the grandson of a powerful elder, there are many uncles and uncles, and there are many brothers and sisters...... To tell you the truth, among my peers in my family, this is not the best ......."

"My son is lustful and even has some psychological distortions, in fact, it's not a way to vent under depression......"

"I've said everything that needs to be said, Chu Feng, have you thought about it, are you willing to follow this son and help him?"

Chu Feng was silent, thinking quietly, and Sikong was not urging.

After a long time, Chu Feng suddenly raised his head, "Sikong Gongzi, do you think your entourage will really help you?"

"Of course not! But Ben Gongzi believes that as long as the benefits paid by Ben Gongzi are big enough, there is no reason for them not to be dissatisfied!"

"Is it true? people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and desires are constantly expanding!"

"Chu Feng, are you worried that my son will not be able to give you a satisfactory price in the future?"

"No!" Chu Feng looked at Sikong Youwei's face seriously, "Sikong Gongzi, in my Chu Feng's opinion, living in that kind of environment, you are actually a poor person! There is no brother who is really worth trusting, and there is no friend who cares for each other!"

"That's why you are tied up by interests in everything! But one day, the benefits you promise are too great for you to bear! You should try to exchange people's hearts for people's hearts, so that people can really help you!"

"Hmph, hearts change hearts? It's simple, but who can really believe anyone in this world?"

"I, I'm Chu Feng, Sikong Gongzi, you're not actually so bad that it's downright bad, I, Chu Feng, am willing to be your friend, if you can accept it!" Chu Feng's eyes were full of sincerity.

To be honest, after listening to Sikong Youwei's experience, Chu Feng felt from the bottom of his heart that it was a miracle that Sikong Youwei was able to survive in that environment until now! There are traps and plots everywhere, and he has to intrigue all the time, and it is strange that he is not depressed in his heart and does not produce a dark side!

Perhaps it was Chu Feng's sincere expression that touched Sikong Youwei, this time Sikong Youwei did not rush to veto, but thought for a while. But after thinking about it, Sikong Youwei sneered again, "Chu Feng, I'm afraid that your willingness to be our friend is fake, and it's true that you want to resolve the crisis without the slightest effort, right?"

"Sikong Gongzi, do you really think so?" Chu Feng frowned.

"Hmph, people's hearts are probably like this! Chu Feng, this son has experienced too much! Sometimes it's not that I don't want to believe it, but I don't dare to believe it, because once you lose, you may never have a chance again!"

"Sikong Gongzi, if you are like this forever, you are destined to never have real friends! Some things, some people, how do you know if he will disappoint you if you don't try?"

"This ......." Sikong Youwei's eyes flickered, obviously hesitating again.

Chu Feng no longer stimulated Sikong Youwei with words, so he walked to Sikong Youwei's side, stretched out his hand, and gently patted Sikong Youwei's shoulder in Sikong Youwei's rather uncomfortable feeling.

Alchemy platform.

All the high-level people are still there, and there are many disciples. Everyone was waiting for Sikong Youwei and Chu Feng to return.

But as time passed, the shadows of Sikong Youwei and Chu Feng could never be seen.

Slowly, it was getting dark, and a few stars were rising in the night sky.

.......

White Elephant Town is the closest town to the Purgatory Demon Sect, and Tian Xianglou is the only place in the town.

Upstairs, two men sit opposite each other, drinking liquor while admiring the women's rather unrestrained spicy dance. But soon the older young man was dissatisfied, "Chu Feng, what kind of place did you kid bring me? The wine is so unpleasant, and the women are so ugly, and I want to vomit when I dance so much!"

"Sikong, you just settle, it's better than those downstairs who can be your grandmother!, besides, you have to make it clear, did I bring you here? Obviously, you insisted on pulling me in to drink flower wine, but I, Chu Feng, have never been to this kind of place, so I can be regarded as breaking the vows for you!"

"You break a fart ring, you don't even dare to hold a woman's hand, and you still break his ring! Forget it, I didn't say it when my brother, come, drink! Today I have my first friend, even if this wine is bad, I must have a good drink!"

"Dry!" Chu Feng raised his glass, the spicy liquor ran down his throat, rushing in his chest, choking Chu Feng's face flushed, but as time passed, Chu Feng slowly liked this feeling.