Ye Feng slowly raised his body, did not answer the cold words of the blood cold, but walked straight to Ximen Qing.

Four snaps.

Four blood-sucking vines snapped in response.

Ximen Qing rolled down in embarrassment and was firmly held in Ye Feng's arms.

"Child~~ Child?"

Ximen Qing's eyes were full of shock.

He was originally ready for the end of his fate, but he didn't expect that the script would be reversed at this time.

's own son, when did he get involved with a big guy like Blood Lenghan.

"Dad, don't talk, take a good rest. ”

Ye Feng took out a nourishing elixir from the wrist chakra and fed it to Ximen Qing's mouth, carried the old man back to the bed in the room flatly, everything was placed, and then slowly walked out.

During the whole process, there was silence in the small courtyard.

Everyone could only watch everything silently, no one squeaked, and no one dared to move.

In the distance, Nabei Minghong crawled out of a pile of rubble, he couldn't figure out the situation at all, and he wanted to scold, but when he saw the bloody and cold demon god-like body, he immediately suffocated all the dirty words back into his stomach and froze in place.

Immediately after, Ye Feng came out and beckoned to him.

"Come, come here. ”

With a simple sentence, a chill rushed down Bei Minghong's backbone to his head.

"You, what do you kid want to do?"

"Nothing. Ye Feng's voice was as cold as ice:

"I just want to ask in front of General Leng Han, is this this one you specially prepared for me?

"This!!"

Bei Minghong had already seen the cold gaze sweeping towards him, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"General Blood-Han!" But he still didn't give up: "The subordinates just urged Simon to drink blood according to the custom......"

However, Blood Cold Cold didn't mean to pay attention to him at all, but just looked at Ye Feng again and asked:

"When will you come back with me?"

At this moment, in his heart, he only cares about repairing the soul release, and nothing else matters.

Ye Feng didn't have the slightest smile on his face:

"I'm in a bad mood and don't want to work. ”

Inexplicably, Beiminghong, who heard this, trembled even more.

He didn't know what the connection was between the blood and the cold, but with the conversation between the two at the moment, he wanted to run.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Blood was cold and cold, and he continued to ask, "Then how can I make you feel better? Kill him, is it okay?"

it!!

Kita's eyes bulged out like dead fish.

General Leng Han, think twice!

Ye Feng was noncommittal, looked at Bei Minghong's miserable white face coldly, and said slowly:

"Maybe, you can try. ”

"Good!"

Blood Leng Han bowed slightly, stretched out his hand to grab Bei Minghong, and directly sucked the other party over, stuck in the middle of his palm, and carried it into the air like a chicken.

"No!!Don't!!"

Bei Minghong struggled desperately, his legs kicked into a windmill, and his eyes were still full of horror and incredulity:

"Lord General!Why!!!!!!!!!!

The blood was cold and cold, and there was not the slightest fluctuation in his eyes, but with a slight movement in his hand, a stream of blood could diffuse out and submerge into Bei Minghong's body.

"No!!"

Kita's whole body began to wither

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shrunk, and a body of essence blood flowed into the blood-cold body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He didn't understand why this until he died, and when he was about to turn into a dry skeleton at the last moment, he heard the blood cold and only say one sentence:

"Simon's blood is a hundred times more important than you, an elder!"

Syllable!

After saying that, Bei Minghong completely became a dry corpse, was thrown to the ground, and fell to pieces.

The audience was silent and frightened.

People watched an elder being smashed into scum because of Ye Feng, and no one knew the reason, but they were frightened by the last words of the blood cold.

How can a Ximen be a hundred times more important than the Northern Elder Immortal?

What happened in these seven days?

Everyone only felt that their clothes had been wet with cold sweat for some time, and the villagers who had thought that it was useless to float blood before all took half a step back, as if they were a little afraid of the bloody killing intent in this courtyard.

And those new blood clan guards who pressed Ye Feng all the way over, their faces were already so white that they didn't look like people.

Because, they had already seen Ye Feng's cold gaze turn towards them.

The blood was cold and cold, and he still just looked directly at Ye Feng:

"How's it going, are you feeling better now?"

"Much better, but not close. ”

"What's missing?"

As soon as this sentence was asked, I saw a figure in the crowd suddenly soaring into the sky and rushing out.

Nangong Fang, his eyes were full of frightened red bloodshots, and he used up all the blood energy of his body and rushed out of the sky.

He knew that this was his last chance, and that Simon would never let him go.

If there was a chance to do it again, he would never choose to offend the little devil, but unfortunately, it was too late.

Click.

A blood-colored flying blade slashed through the sky and passed directly through the middle of Nangong Fang's body.

Nangong Fang, the whole person was petrified in the air in an instant, as if all the movements were frozen, and he fell straight to the ground.

It wasn't until he fell to the ground that a fine line of blood seeped out from his waist, splitting the whole person in two, and the blood flowed like a river.

Killed another one!

For a while, the guards of the New Blood Clan were about to kneel down when they looked at Ye Feng.

But fortunately, after Ye Feng killed the two of them, the anger in his eyes finally dissipated a little, and he smiled at the blood cold:

"Oh, I seem to be a lot happier somehow. ”

Ancestors.

The guards wanted to cry.

It's good if you're happy.

The blood was cold and cold, as easy as pinching two ants to death: "Then let's go." ”

"Wait, it's still a little unpleasant. ”

"What else do you want to do?" No one could have imagined that the murderous Angry Blood Immortal Venerable would have such a good patience for this Ximen Drifting Blood.

"There are some things that haven't been dealt with yet. ”

Ye Feng's finger pointed at the crowd, and he suddenly shuddered.

Don't!

Brother Drifting Blood, don't point fingers at me!

A group of guards almost knelt down in unison, but they didn't expect that Ye Feng's last finger fell on Dongfang Xunyu's body.

"My brother also has some research on alchemy, and it is not very good for the master to give me a good hand there, and I want to take him with me. ”

"Yes. ”

With a wave of his hand, Blood Leng Han directly sucked Dongfang Xun Yu in a state of confusion.

"From today onwards, you will work with the Blood Master. ”

Bloodshed...... Guru?

Dongfang Xunyu felt that he was living in a dream until now, all

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Everything flipped so fast that there was no time to adapt.

"And. Ye Feng simply finished saying everything at once:

"I don't want to participate in any blood drinking ceremony. ”

"Yes. ”

Blood Lenghan kicked over the blood pool next to him: "This shouldn't have been prepared for you." ”

"I want my dad to live well. ”

"Yes. ”

Blood Leng Han announced loudly: "From today on, he will move out of this village and live in Blood Sky City to enjoy noble treatment." ”

"Hehe, okay. Ye Feng's eyes flashed: "You can spy on him if you want to, but you have to eat and drink well, if you let him lose weight, I will definitely be in a bad mood." ”

"It depends on whether you do your job beautifully. ”

It's as simple as talking to smart people.

Blood Leng Han would not let go of any opportunity to control Ye Feng, but he was afraid that what he never expected was that the person in front of him was not the real Ximen Drifting Blood at all.

"Alright!!"

After dealing with everything, Ye Feng finally smiled happily:

"You can go. He grabbed Dongfang Xunyu's shoulders next to him:

"What's the fuss? Dog, I'll take you to a good place, eat fragrant food, drink spicy food. ”

"Hmm, floating, drifting blood......" Dongfang Xunyu looked at Ye Feng stupidly for a while, and finally asked the question in everyone's hearts on behalf of everyone present:

"What the hell have you been doing these days!!"

......

Simon's blood-drinking ceremony ended in the picture of the two corpses screaming blood.

The crowd then dispersed.

But the name of Simon Drifting Blood spread throughout the blood clan with lightning speed.

People blew up.

No one knew what the young man who had only been back in the blood clan for seven days had done to make the Angry Blood Immortal Venerable make an exception for him.

But people can know that if one person attains the Tao, the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven.

From this moment on, the Simon family has completely changed their fate.

Less than a quarter of an hour after Fluttering Blood left, a group of guards of the New Blood Clan came to Ximen Qing's house in person and carried the old man into the huge building with the most comfortable bed.

Ximen Qing, who was saved by Ye Feng's elixir, didn't know what was going on, and she screamed vigorously in bed.

"You killed me!!"

"If you kill me, what kind of ability is it to use me to force my family to bleed?"

It wasn't until the old man was carried into the Blood Heaven Castle and thrown into an incomparably luxurious indoor courtyard that he let out an exclamation:

"it, before you die, is this so comfortable?"

......

For a while, the entire Blood Clan Village was speculating about what Ximen Piaoxue's identity and ability were, and what that Angry Blood Immortal Venerable was begging others to do.

This question also lingered in Dongfang Xunyu's heart, until they returned to the underground refining workshop, Comrade Lao Duan, who had already been waiting for a long time, saw Ye Feng returning safely, and unconsciously greeted him.

"Are you back?"

Ye Feng smiled: "It's okay, I'll keep you worried." ”

"Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, haha. Lao Duan smiled a little weakly.

He really didn't do much.

Everything was the result of Ye Feng playing with everything alone.

And after this incident, the awe of Ye Feng in Lao Duan's heart deepened, because this was not just something that could be accomplished by scheming and calculating.

The means of control—almost God!

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