Soon, after the Blood Heavenly Guards had even disposed of the dried corpses on the ground, everyone gathered around Ye Feng again.

"It's over!" Xue Hao clapped his hands: "Captain, Mr. Drifting Blood, shall we withdraw?"

"Sir!" Nangong Xun already respected Ye Feng's opinion very much: "This place is not suitable for a long time, let's leave this place first." ”

But Ye Feng didn't look anxious at all:

"What's wrong, hurry back, do you have a baby at home?"

Belch......

Nangong Xun felt that Mr. Drifting Blood was becoming more and more unable to chat properly.

"Sir. Nangong Xun continued to say: "That Hei Luo has already said that there have been changes in the Burial Sky Lake, and if you stay, I'm afraid it's too dangerous." ”

"Don't worry. Ye Feng waved his hand: "There won't be an Immortal Venerable-level boss coming over this time." ”

"Huh, how do you know ......?"

"Then you don't have to worry about it. Ye Feng curled the corners of his mouth slightly: "You just said that in such a situation, do you dare to stay here and accompany me to find materials...... By the way, you might be able to eat a few more big meals. ”

Swish.

Nangong Xun obviously felt that the eyes of the next few people lit up.

"This ......"

Ye Feng directly threw out several half-finished blood-suppressing armors: "After you go back, wearing this thing to run blood energy will resolve the bloodthirstiness in your hearts, is there still a problem?"

"No more!!"

Nangong Xun has never been a dragger.

Whether it is to complete the escort mission of the blood cold, or for the future fate of the blood clan, he has the responsibility to help Mr. Drifting Blood collect materials, although he still doesn't know what the materials are, but in short, he can't leave this burial lake.

"Let's go back, everyone!" he waved his hand, and everyone returned to the Burial Soul Residence: "Clean the second floor thoroughly and use it as a stronghold." ”

"It's not just the second floor. Ye Feng pointed to the lobby on the first floor: "It's also cleaned up here, the original shopkeeper is hanging, we can continue to open." ”

"Huh?"

Everyone was stunned.

"Hah, what?" Ye Feng hated iron and steel: "No matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat, we don't really open a black shop, just eat the meat that comes to the door, there are always some things that should not be killed...... That pit, no, is it swollen to earn some hotel expenses? In the future, this day is lively. ”

This......

Everyone glanced at each other.

Is this the rhythm of opening a store in the future?

Then Captain Nangong has become the shopkeeper?

That's a beautiful picture!!

"That's right!" Ye Feng turned his head and walked back to the second floor, and then explained: "There will be a group of murderous spirits coming over later, originally the two groups of people were going to kill the world upside down, but now that one of the waves has been wiped out, those ghosts can't be alive...... Captain Nangong, I'll trouble you. ”

What, what do you mean?

Ghosts can't live.

Nangong Xun couldn't understand what Ye Feng was saying at all, so he saw that the other party had already thrown the white insect egg over: "Control the person, and leave the rest to him." Yawn...... I didn't sleep well last night, so I have to catch up on it. ”

After speaking, Ye Feng really went upstairs.

Nangong Xun carefully held the white insect egg, and before he could figure out what Mr. Drifting Blood meant, he saw a large cloud suddenly surging in the direction of the Burial Sky Lake, and a group of fierce ghosts really killed him as Fang Cai said.

"Captain......

Dongfang Lan looked at the sky and came to Nangong Xun's side: "This Mr. Drifting Blood,

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I wasn't afraid he was a fortune teller before. ”

"Don't guess!!"

As Nangong Xun spoke, he had already changed out of his original armor and put the half-finished blood-suppressing armor on his body, and at the same time put on a coarse linen coat and a certain cloth hat.

"Captain, what ...... you are," the others were all stunned.

"What are you doing in a daze, change your clothes!" Nangong Xun waved his hand: "From today, the Burial Soul Residence will reopen!"

......

Syllable.

Closing the door, Ye Feng was a little tired and lay on the bed.

It is not easy to plant seeds in the blood clan and bloom the flower of revenge after a hundred years.

Thankfully, two seeds have now been successfully planted.

唳~~

Downstairs, it seems that the action has begun, the wind is gusting, the ghost is poignant, there is a truth to listen to the mirror and the lack of repression, the wave of powerful ghosts will finally meet the fate of the original history, and the soul is scattered in this burial soul.

In this case, one of the seeds is considered to be growing well.

The [Burial Soul Tide] that broke out in this Heavenly Lake a hundred years ago swept thousands of miles, destroying the lives of the people, and then tens of millions of warriors came to suppress it before it was quelled, and this Shura Purgatory, which lasted for nearly thirty years, is the supreme holy land for cultivating soul energy and improving strength.

What Ye Feng wants is those soul lives that would have died and dissipated in history, and he will cut off his beard, but he will not change the final direction of his fate.

As for Nangong Xun, the Blood Heavenly Guards who should not have appeared here in the first place, they were arranged by him to grow together, anyway, it was two kinds of creatures who were fighting, the Blood Heavenly Guards drank blood, devoured their own souls, and the two did not delay, holding hands and walking together, how harmonious.

"Things are almost arranged here......

Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes, and he didn't know what the situation was with Lao Duan and Dongfang over there.

Can another seed withstand the baptism and whipping of wind and rain?

......

Time flies.

It had been two months since Ye Feng left the Blood Heaven Castle.

On this day, Xuanyuan Duan was seriously carving the Yuanyang Crystal thin slice left by Ye Feng, and every time he completed a piece, he couldn't help but compare it with the original version left by Ye Feng:

"Tsk......" Lao Duan scratched his already small hair: "Why is it always a little bit of taste?"

"How can the [Little Huitian Town] and the [Little Blood Condensation Array] be so harmoniously connected......

"What the hell, that kid definitely lives in a 10,000-year-old monster, I don't believe that a hundred-year-old baby can have this craft!"

咵~咵~~

In the distance, there was a sound of armor.

"It's coming!"

Lao Duan didn't look up, but just said lightly.

"Humph!"

Captain Blood, still didn't have a good face, but this time he didn't drag Dongfang Xunyu, who was like a dead dog, as usual, but actually held the young man covered in blood in his arms and threw him on the bed next to him.

"En?" Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you mean? Captain Blood, you finally have humanity?"

Rarely, the blood captain didn't refute the old decision, a pair of majestic eyes looked through the helmet, and took a serious look at Dongfang, whose face was swollen and shapeless, and then threw down a bottle of wound medicine, turned around and left:

"Today, this kid desperately defeated my subordinates on the stage...... Worthy of this bottle of medicine!Thank you for taking care of it, and in three days, let him return to the team to report!!"

"Cut!

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What to take care of him!"

Xuanyuan turned his head disdainfully, and when he heard that the footsteps were far away, he slowly turned his head again, looking at Dongfang Xunyu, who was unconscious on the bed, but there was a touch of pride on the corner of his mouth, and nodded slowly:

"Boy, you finally didn't disappoint Drifting Blood!!"

......

Soul Burial Tide.

It was a sensational disaster that occurred in the Burial Sky Lake a hundred years ago, affecting several forces and countries in the Pure Land World [Nine Nether Realms], with a total of more than one million casualties before and after.

Some people say that it was the evil spirits that live at the bottom of the lake to take revenge on the world, and some people say that it was the nearby forces that joined forces to explore the mysteries at the bottom of the lake, which caused the ghost riot.

No one knows the real reason behind that, but people only know that this tragedy, which lasted for nearly thirty years, completely turned the entire Burial Heaven Lake into a dead purgatory within a radius of thousands of miles.

Apart from.

The place called the Burial Soul House.

this day.

The sky was gray and there was no sunlight in sight.

A thin man stumbled out of the Soul Burial Residence, his eyes were full of gloom, and behind him, followed by the Nangong shopkeeper who was now the Soul Burial Residence, with a smile on his face:

"Guest officer, have you been comfortable staying this month?"

The emaciated man couldn't help but tremble.

"Comfortable, quite comfortable...... It's just a bit expensive. ”

"Huh. The shopkeeper of Nangong smiled and narrowed his eyes into a line: "It's a little more expensive, but compared to those who died in the tide of murderous spirits, you are still much luckier, after all, no matter how much money you have, you have to spend your life, right?"

"But. The heartache in the man's eyes still lingered: "Not only did you drain my money, but also let me work here as a coolie for ten years, isn't it too much?" ”

"How can you say that......" Nangong shopkeeper continued: "In terms of the situation a few years ago, aren't you dead when you come out? Where are we squeezing you, obviously protecting you, and there is still a ...... salary"

"Where's the salary?"

"It's worth your room......"

The man let out a long sigh and resigned himself to his fate.

Subsequently, more than 20 men as thin as him walked out of the Soul Burial House, with the same expressions on their faces, some people ran away without looking back, and some people seemed to be thinking about something, and looked back at the signboard of the Soul Burial House.

"What's the matter, how many of you?

Swish.

Immediately everyone scattered as birds and beasts.

Reluctant?

We just want to forget this place forever!!

When everyone left in a hurry, Nangong Xun shook his head with a smile, turned around and walked back to the Burial Soul Residence.

Inside, Dongfang Lan was wiping the table, and when she saw the captain coming back, her eyes were full of smiles:

"All gone?"

"Let's go!" Nangong Xun nodded: "According to Mr. Flowing Blood's orders, the soul burial will be completely over...... By the way, what about the others, sir?"

Dongfang Lan pointed in the direction of the Burial Sky Lake in the distance: "I went to the depths of the lake area three days ago, and I haven't come back yet." ”

"There won't be any danger, right......" Nangong Xun raised his eyes and looked at the sky in the distance, and since this morning, he has regained a clear atmosphere.

"Huh. You asked this 30 years ago. Dongfang Lan shook the rag in his hand: "Now, I'm afraid you have to ask those ghosts inside if they are in danger." ”

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