"Can't beat it, can't I hide?" Song Yifei frowned.

"Poof!!" The system was disdainful for a while, "You are the dignified Heavenly Emperor, the supreme existence above the Nine Heavens, you escaped in front of the little Heavenly Soldiers, how can you gain a foothold in the Heavenly Realm in the future?" Besides, Ghost Man Tong has locked on you, even if you run to the ends of the earth, you will still find you. ”

"What then!" Song Yifei asked with a dead face.

If you can't beat and can't run, you can't run and you can't run, can you not be frustrated?

"I'll teach you another trick, an ultra-low-level spell, to ensure that you can subdue Ghost Mantong, but this time the Emperor of Heaven is going to bleed heavily." The system said faintly.

"What does it mean to bleed? Will it bleed to death? I can't die now, who will raise my mother when I die......" Song Yifei said with a crackling mouth.

"This trick is called "The Emperor's Palm" has been passed on to you, as long as you gently bite your finger, point a drop of blood in the palm of your hand, and slap the ghost Man Tong with one palm, you can suppress it." The system said impatiently.

"It's that simple?"

"It's as simple as that."

"Then you ...... the hemorrhage," Song Yifei asked with palpitations.

"Do you want to spend a drop of the Emperor's blood and still have a lot of bleeding? Do you know how precious this drop of the Emperor's blood is of yours? It not only cures all diseases, but also prolongs life...... It's so useful that I can't even explain it. In a word, the Emperor of Heaven is full of treasures, priceless treasures, now do you understand? The system explains in great detail.

"I see, then I don't have any money to use another day, wouldn't it be possible to shave some hair and sell it as a treasure and make a fortune." Song Yifei thought beautifully.

system, "I pour ......"

"Woo ......"

As expected by the system, the thirty heavenly soldiers were already unable to parry, and they were forced to retreat to this side by the ghost mantong.

In fact, this can't be blamed on these heavenly soldiers, they were forcibly summoned down, suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth, and their supernatural powers could only exert one or two percent. Otherwise, the ghosts of the nether realm can be pinched to death with one hand.

"You stand down, Bendi personally went out to collect this ghost mantong." Song Yifei pretended to be very awesome and said, but he was afraid in his heart, if the system went wrong, then he would be sucked dry and die. But there is no way back, so you can only bite the bullet.

"Subordinates should be damned, they even want the Emperor of Heaven to do it himself." The thirty heavenly soldiers were sincerely frightened and knelt down one after another.

"Woo ......" lost the battle target, and Ghost Mantong once again set his eyes on Song Yifei. Ghost Mantong is unconscious now, he only remembers that his master wants to take Song Yifei's life before he dies, and he must do it.

"Huh......" Ghost Mantong screamed again, and a mouthful of blood spurted towards Song Yifei.

The power of the Heavenly Emperor, Song Yifei didn't think about it, and directly used up the remaining forty points of cultivation as a value.

The two golden rays of light collided with the black light, and although they were silent, they caused a small area of space distortion.

After one blow, the split is even.

"Huh......" Ghost Mantong was very dissatisfied with this result, opened his bloody mouth, and screamed. Then the ghost power condensed, dodged and turned into a blood spear, and struck at Song Yifei with lightning speed.

Song Yifei didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and immediately bit off his left finger and put a drop of blood in his right palm.

The Emperor of Heaven slapped his palm.

A palm slap into the bloody spear.

"Ah......h

Ghost Man Tong screamed and flew three meters away.

The heavenly soldiers and generals saw that the ghost Man Tong had fallen, and they attacked together, using the net of heaven and earth. directly tied up the ghost man boy and mentioned Song Yifei's side.

Looking at the originally black ghost man boy, who instantly turned into a golden golden boy, Song Yifei was very excited, as if he had seen a treasure, and asked the system with a thief face, "Why did this suddenly become golden, can my blood still turn people into gold?" Can it be sold? ”

The system explained very disdainfully, "This kid sucked a drop of your emperor's blood, not only did his demonic nature disappear, but he also cultivated into a peerless Jinman boy, and it will be a big help for you in the future!" Are you willing to sell? ”

……

"Congratulations to the Emperor of Heaven for accepting Jin Mantong. Increase repair to 100 points and merit points to 50. ”

Hearing this good news, Song Yifei looked at the attributes very happily.

Host: Song Yifei

Age 15

Identity: Hengshui County No. 1 High School junior high school student

Occupation: Heaven and earth, only I respect the supreme supreme nature of Mi Luo to the true great god emperor. Abbreviated as Emperor of the Gods or Emperor of Heaven

Subordinate: The heavens and all the worlds are full of gods and Buddhas, including earth immortals, ghost immortals,......

Attributes: Just measured by the system (normal person is 100)

Strength: 70

Dexterity: 102

IQ: 110

Constitution: 69

Endurance: 87

Merit Points: 50 (convertible)

Cultivation value: 100\/300 (can be used to cast spells) Note, (In the cultivation state, you get one point of cultivation value per hour, and in the non-cultivation state, you can recover 30% of the cultivation value every hour, and the cultivation value is not limited, and the recovery value can only return to the current maximum)

Exercises: "Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, I Respect the Divine Skill". ）

Spell: The power of the Emperor, the palm of the Emperor.

After reading it, I feel that it is beautiful, there is a child in plain white, and the attributes have increased so much.

Ghost Man Tong has absorbed Song Yifei's imperial blood and become a part of him, just like Hanxiang, he has become a ghost pet, as long as there is no Song Yifei's order, he will no longer harm people.

Just now they were busy collecting ghosts, and the people of the Qinglong Gang had already run away.

"Damn, I'll settle accounts with them later." Song Yifei gritted his teeth and said.

"Hug... Hug..."There was a child's happy sound in his ears, and then he saw Hanxiang and Ghost Mantong playing happily, he was also happy for the child, after all, the child was also pitiful, and he was treated so painfully when he was born.

For the rest of your life, I hope you will be happy every day.

Feeling Song Yifei's gaze, Hanxiang hurriedly apologized......

"It's okay, let's play together in the future." Song Yifei was very pleased.

"Thank you, Lord Emperor." Hanxiang was very happy.

A person who has never been loved by his parents, who has been robbed of his life before he can enjoy the joy of family life in the future, and who has been abandoned by the world, can be regarded as sympathetic.

"Toot toot...... Little Mantong, thank you Emperor of Heaven. ”

……

"Oh no, class meeting." Song ran away as soon as he flew away.

Ghost Man's mother-in-law is dead, and Ghost Man Tong has also been accepted, and the tricks she set up here will naturally dissipate.

"Whirring ......"

Song Yifei finally ran to the door of the classroom, but heard the sound of the end of class and the head teacher left.

"Song Yifei follow me to the office." The head teacher dropped this sentence and walked to the office without looking back.

It's over, this is the lack of the class meeting of the head teacher, my scholarship, poverty subsidy, and obedient condolence money, it's going to be all in vain, damn the Qinglong Gang, I'm not done with you, and I will definitely take Jin Mantong to your house to ask for milk powder money in the future...... Song Yifei roared in his heart.

Come to the office

The imaginary teacher's roar did not appear, but said with an amiable face, "One fly!" Sit..."

"Ah......" Song Yifei was flattered, "No, don't dare...... As long as the class teacher doesn't withhold my scholarship...... I must obey my orders and never give up. ”

"What? What did you say? The motherly head teacher asked suspiciously.

"You didn't talk to me because I missed class?" Song Yifei said tentatively.

"Of course not, the head teacher knows that you are a good boy, and there must be something delayed when you are late." The head teacher was very understanding.

Hearing the head teacher say that he didn't blame himself, Song Yifei finally let go of the big stone in his heart, but he still asked puzzled. "Then why did you ask me to come to the office? It's impossible to drink tea. ”

"A little personal matter, I heard that Teacher Fang and Director Chen said that you are more spiritual than the Baimei Daoist of Qingfeng Guan in that regard, so I want to ask you for help." The kind class master raised his glasses a little embarrassed and said.

"Oh! This one! It's a small thing, as long as you feel the right time, you can dispatch it at any time. Song Yifei said with a snort.

The head teacher was very kind to him, and since the beginning of high school, knowing his family's difficulties, he tried his best to fight for various subsidies for him.

Song Yifei is also a person who is reciprocated by people, not to mention what he can do, he has no reason not to help.

The matter has been negotiated and will be negotiated soon.