In the camp, seeing that Ding Ruoyu was studying witchcraft in one place with the same heart, Yu Feiqiong grabbed Chen Lan and went to the other side. He was terribly silent, and his sword moves became more and more aggressive, forcing Chen Lan to retreat.

"If she ignores you, you're going to pour your anger on me? It doesn't make sense! Chen Lan threw away the short sword, sat down on the ground scoundrelly, and no longer answered.

Yu Feiqiong looked at the other corner, leaning on her sword and said, "I don't know what to say to her." ”

Chen Lan looked at him sympathetically and said, "One thing to say, if you two continue like this, sooner or later you will become strangers." ”

"You ......" Yu Feiqiong looked at her scrutinically, how could she be so kind? This kind of thing doesn't seem like she said it from her standpoint.

"Think it's weird?" Chen Lan laughed slyly, "If you lose your competitiveness, what's the point of playing this game?" ”

"You'd better not play tricks!" Yu Feiqiong said coldly.

After practicing the spell for a day and a night, Ding Ruoyu felt that his head was about to explode, and he couldn't practice anymore, so he took out the bronze dagger and stabbed at the flames that hit the inch.

The spark exploded on the blunt dagger, and was carried to the side by the rapid arc light, and gradually disappeared, not touching her at all.

When she was in Caihualou, Lou Xue told her that after the blades and fists were practiced to the extreme, the power was not inferior to the spells.

Cun Xin watched her movements in amazement, and also drew his own blade, and the two of them designed a bunch of strange and dangerous moves that combined weapons with spells.

At night, Ding Ruoyu avoided Youlan, who was extremely curious about her whereabouts, and got into the small sedan chair waiting outside the big iron gate of the camp.

A few feet away, behind the bare old tree, there was Yu Feiqiong, who was dressed in black and covered her face.

He followed the sedan chair to the outside of the Witch Sect headquarters, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

This was the last thing he wanted to see.

At this moment, it is difficult to get out of the whole body when you go in alone to investigate. He gritted his teeth and turned back, and waited until tomorrow to meet before asking her in person.

As he walked through an old deserted alley, he heard a burst of creepy laughter. Hurriedly turned around, he was the only one in the alley, and just as he was about to take a step, the voice suddenly became close again.

"Who's pretending to be a ghost!" He roared, gripping the hilt of his sword at his waist.

A rotting palm rested on his shoulder.

Yu Feiqiong felt a burning pain in her shoulder, and immediately shook him off and took several steps back.

"Save me......" The man was tall, shrouded in a black cloak that blended in with the night. Under the silvery moonlight, his outstretched hands and half-covered face were so festering that he could not see the original appearance, and even his throat seemed to have been burned by fire, making an extremely difficult sound to hear.

"Y-Who are you?" Yu Feiqiong was taken aback by his appearance, and was shocked, with a slight tremor in her voice.

"It doesn't matter who I am," the man approached slowly, "as long as you save me, I'll make you a god." ”

Although he was seriously injured and dying, he still had the momentum to crush everything. Yu Feiqiong was still waiting to retreat and open the distance, but found that she had been stuck to the wall, and there was no way to avoid it.

"How am I going to save you?" He swallowed his spit and asked quietly.

The black cloak stretched out its hand to the alley, its moonlit eyes reflecting a hungry wolf's glow.

"I want you to catch ten living people, knock them unconscious, and send them to the forest on the other side. Don't try to run away, my blood is poisonous, and without an antidote you will definitely die. ”

Yu Feiqiong ripped off the fabric on his shoulder, and sure enough, the place he had just touched gradually began to swell and blacken, and if he didn't control it, he was afraid that it would ulcerate and flow pus, and become like him.

"Okay, you wait." He clenched his fists and turned and walked out of the alley.

It's dark at night, where are you going to find ten people?

Yu Feiqiong didn't know what the man in black wanted ten big living people to do, but he also guessed that it wouldn't be a good thing. The pain on his shoulders became more and more tingling as he ran, and he couldn't manage so much, and when he saw that the prison was not far away, he sneaked inside, knocked the guards unconscious, and stunned ten prisoners, and dragged them into the woods one by one.

The man in black ordered him to stand outside and watch the wind, grabbed a prisoner himself, poked his hand into his chest, and only heard a few crisp sounds, the prisoner's ribs were broken, and he woke up in pain.

Before he could shout, the man in black took his heart alive and chewed bloodily.

Yu Feiqiong He had seen such a brutal and bloody scene, holding on to the dry tree trunk and vomiting.

After eating the hearts of ten people, the man pointed to the corpse on the ground and told Yu Feiqiong to bury it on the spot.

He couldn't open his eyes because of the blood all over the ground, so he barely found a few thick branches to pull a few large holes in the ground covered with fallen leaves, pushed in the corpse, and turned the soil over again and covered the leaves.

The man in black meditated on the spot, black smoke rising from the top of his head, and black greasy mucus dripping from the skin on the back of his hand.

This person has not yet given the antidote, and Yu Feiqiong does not dare to take the opportunity to escape. He watched the man in black practice for an hour before asking about the antidote.

"Antidote?" The man in black let out a strange smile like a night owl, "Drink my blood first." ”

He removed the gourd from his waist, cut his wrist with his long nails, and dripped thick black blood into the gourd's mouth. After receiving a small half gourd, he wiped it on the wound and stopped the bleeding instantly.

Yu Feiqiong took the gourd hard, the smell of this blood was more fishy than ordinary people's blood, and the smell was very pungent. He had nothing to do at this time, pinching his nose and pouring black blood into his mouth.

There was a slight tingling in the saltiness, and the hot blood passed through his throat and into his internal organs, choking him and coughing.

"You saved me, and in return, I made you a second me." The man in black laughed, watching the poisonous blood attack in his body, and for a moment he rolled on the ground in pain.

"Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?" Finally getting used to the sharp pain like the bite of ten thousand ants in the five internal organs, Yu Feiqiong looked at the person panting, and asked weakly.

The ulcer on his shoulder no longer grew, but it did not heal. And the invisible internal organs, I don't know what they have become by the new poisonous blood.

The man just laughed and said to him, "Trust me, I will teach you all the exercises." From now on, you are the new Demon God! ”

In the canyon, at the end of the abyss, in the desolate and corrupt Netherworld, the ghost cry stopped abruptly.

The young man wrapped in golden chains slowly slid down the broken cold jade pillar, half-open blood-red eyes, and looked wearily at the empty hall after the undead were gone.

Suddenly, the halo around him flickered, and the golden chains turned into hundreds of magic circle seals, besieging him layer by layer.

"If you can feel it, don't take it lightly. He...... It's not that easy to die. ”

He was exhausted, his eyes glazed out, and he lost consciousness again.

At the end of the day, Lihong in the Chiyun Hall lifted the ban on Ding Ruoyu, looking at her appearance, although there was still no progress, it was a little easier than the previous day.

"Always running back and forth, it's better to let me stay with you like Sister Sleepless, and go directly to the witch cult." After taking the refreshing elixir, Ding Ruoyu finally let out this complaint.

Li Hong held a smoking Xiaoding and said with a smile: "I used to be a swagger, but in the end I was disgusted by most people and took a lot of detours. So I hope you can learn to be cautious, some things are exposed to the sun too early, but it will cause others to frame you. ”

Ding Ruoyu thought about it, and felt more and more like an old father in charge, but he couldn't refute it.

He seems to have been through a lot of ups and downs, but he rarely mentions it. Ding Ruoyu didn't dare to ask more, and looked at the sky outside the window, half an hour earlier than yesterday.

"You don't have to come here for the next three nights, I'm not in Yanguo." Lihong put down Xiaoding and pulled out a piece of paper to write a letter.

Ding Ruoyu stood aside, not shy away, and saw that the object of his letter was the Xuanwu Sect's Lifeless Sword.

Looking at the next content, she knew that this person still had an identity, Xue Tong's second half-brother, Xue Mu, the second prince of the Snow Country.

No wonder he only left a nickname in the rivers and lakes, because he was afraid that the identity of the prince would be exposed and cause all kinds of unnecessary trouble.

"His mother belongs to our Yan country, but it's a pity that he died in childbirth when he was born." Li Hong knew that she was reading the letter, and explained it by the way.

In fact, he slowed down his speed to write, and the words were still slightly readable.

"Brother." Ding Ruoyu suddenly shouted. Lihong put down the pen to look at her, she stretched out her index finger, pointed on one of the words and said, "There is a typo......"

Lihong smiled on his face, glanced at her fiercely, and dipped his hand in ink to erase the word.

The lifeless sword Xue Muxin is in the rivers and lakes, and he only wants to explore the peak of martial arts, and then find a beloved person to join hands with Tianya, and he has no intention of fighting for the throne. Lihong's trip was to work with Sui Han to help Xue Tong suppress the most vocal prince and seize the position of prince before the death of his critically ill father.

And learning that the emperor was seriously ill, Xue Mu also planned to go back to visit. In the early years, when the two places were separated, the emperor was most concerned about him, so some of his words could often play a decisive role.

First to the country of fire, and then to the country of snow. The successive alternation of political power in the two foreign powers in the northwest also made the Central Plains countries ready to move, intending to take advantage of the situation.

Xue Tong has been brought back to the Snow Country by Sui Han at this moment, and Li Hongxin hopes to walk with Xue Mu and help Xue Tong win his support at the same time.

Ding Ruoyu took the letter, got into a sedan chair, first went to the post house to deliver the letter, and then returned to the camp of the dead, just at the right time.

The lights were on inside the dark door, and someone had arrived earlier than her.

She stepped into the high threshold, and saw Yu Feiqiong staring at her inside, as if waiting for her to come in, the dark death soldier's uniform seemed to be stained with blood, and there was a faint fishy smell.

Ding Ruoyu walked over calmly, and said with a shallow smile: "Something to find me?" ”

The natural arrogance in her body seemed to be unable to hide it, breaking through the usual gentle appearance and cracking a clue.

Especially the calm appearance that didn't care about everything, made Yu Feiqiong's eyes flicker, and she seemed to see another Lihong.

He frowned, took two heavy steps, and reached out to take her shoulders.

Ding Ruoyu originally wanted to avoid his body, but when he saw that his expression was wrong, he stopped in place and did not stimulate him.

"Say it." She slowed her tone and stared into his dark eyes.

Yu Feiqiong's eyes suddenly lit up with sparks, held her small face, lowered her head and slowly approached.

(There is no kiss, we'll see you tomorrow.) ）