Ye Feng said in a flat tone:

"The soul release has just been repaired, as if a serious illness has just recovered, and it can't withstand the toss. Within 100 days, General Xuehan can't use Soul Release to fight with people!"

"This General Ben naturally understands. "Blood Leng Han is in a good mood at the moment, carefully stroking the new sword body of the soul, and there is a smile in his eyes:

"Floating blood, this time you really opened the eyes of General Ben, okay, this bed General Ben will reward you, you study hard with Master Xuanyuan here, and wait for General Ben to summon!!"

After speaking, the blood was cold and the spring breeze was gone.

Xuanyuan was left, and a wry smile appeared on his face:

"Oh, this scene is so fucking familiar! When Lao Tzu created a soul release for him, he was also so happy, and Lao Tzu thought that he would give Lao Tzu a great benefit later, but the result was ...... Hehe, Blood, it seems that your 'surprise' has no effect. ”

Ye Feng, but he had already come to the huge material shelf next to him with his hands behind his back, and smacked it up and down:

"What's the hurry, I didn't expect him to benefit us at this time from the beginning. ”

"Huh?" Xuanyuan came over, "What do you mean?"

"Master, your material reserves are too shabby, you don't even have a single immortal material...... This piece of mixed element crystal is in good condition, thank you!"

"What the hell!!"

Xuanyuan duan watched Ye Feng wave his hand and took away a piece of the best mixed yuan crystal, ready to scold, but he endured it:

"What do you mean? This person is gone, and you still expect people to think of you again?"

"Huh. Ye Feng smiled evilly: "He must think of me! And only then will he find out how important my alchemy technique is to him! Hey, Master, you still have so many [Immortal Springs] here, do you have any chaos attributes?"

"Nope!"

Xuanyuan decisively took back the entire material shelf.

He figured it out, and if he continued to talk about it that day, his family would have to be hollowed out by this goods.

......

In the following days, Ye Feng lived very peacefully.

In addition to sleeping every day, he uses all kinds of alchemy techniques to pit Comrade Lao Duan's net worth, so that Lao Duan has a bit of a sign of fear these days.

"Master~~"

"What are you doing? I don't learn anymore, I don't learn anymore...... No matter how good your recipe is, I can't afford to learn it......"

"Really, this is a clever trick used to extract the Nine Grades of Divine Materials~~"

"Huh, Jiupin Divine Material, I, I'll take a look......"

"Then you still have the Chaos Immortal Spring, no, you don't need more, you can have one or two hundred squares. ”

"Blood, kill me......"

......

And so it was, and the days passed quickly, six days.

There was no day and night in the refining workshop, but Ye Feng seemed to have an accurate clock, and he worked and rested regularly every day, until he came to the morning of the seventh day of the blood clan, and a sound of footsteps interrupted the peace here.

Someone's coming?

Xuanyuan was curious.

On weekdays, only Blood Lenghan and a few Blood Clan generals would come here, and it was rare for so many people to fight.

Could this be the business that Ye Feng said?

Unfortunately, the answer is no.

I saw a group of people and horses emerging in the shadows in the distance, led by a strange blood clan elder, with a cold face and a majestic breath, followed by a team of young blood clan guards, among them were Dongfang Xun Yu and Nangong Fang, who was slapped on the ground by Ye Feng that day.

From a distance, Ye Feng saw that Dongfang Xunyu's face was wrong, and when he saw himself, he looked at him vigorously.

And Nangong is even more direct, in the crowd

smiled at Ye Feng, as if he was looking forward to a good show.

"Who are you?"

Xuanyuan decided that he was the master of this place, and threw down the hammer and puffed up his chest.

The head of the blood clan elder seemed to understand Xuanyuan's status, and spoke more politely: "In the lower blood clan [Beiyinghong], I have come to welcome Ximen to collect blood and complete the 'blood drinking ceremony'. ”

What the?

Xuanyuan turned his head sharply: "You haven't finished the blood drinking ceremony yet?"

Ye Feng nodded: "It doesn't seem to be too late......"

"Can the blood, cold, and cold bring you here?" but Xuanyuan pondered it again, and he could accept it.

The blood is cold and cold, and even the bed is provided for the blood, and there is nothing that can be done to make an exception.

But this is going to be uncomfortable for Drifting Blood......

After staying in this hellish place for so long, of course Lao Duan knew what that hellish blood-drinking ritual was.

Drinking the blood of a loved one means that you will forever break away from your past self and join a new bloodline, which is a cruel picture when you think about it, but it is a fate that you have to face with blood.

"That ......" Lao Juan knew that he had no right to stop this matter at all: "Floating blood, let's do it for yourself, since you have chosen this path, don't hesitate." ”

"What are you hesitating about?" Ye Feng walked out heartlessly: "Then again, what is the blood drinking ceremony?"

Hey, hey, hey.

In a word, many people present laughed.

The leading Bei Minghong ignored this ignorant question, and Nangong Fang laughed unceremoniously:

"Fool, Simon is bleeding!!Your waste daddy has washed his neck and is waiting for you to suck him dry!!"

Hahaha.

People laughed even louder.

How did these people know what Ye Feng had done in this broken place in just six days, just doing things according to the rules of the new blood clan, and they were all waiting to see the next good show.

"If you understand, don't be verbose, Simon is bleeding, let's go!"

Bei Minghong's eyes shone with an inexplicable cold light, and he threw out a chain from afar, which was directly wrapped around Ye Feng's neck, and he was about to leave.

"Wait!!"

Lao Duan seemed to sense that something was wrong: "Let's go, what are you doing with the chain?"

"It's the rule. Bei Minghong turned his head: "There are many young people who will have some accidents in the blood drinking ceremony, and this [Heaven Sealing Lock] can make him obedient. Simon is bleeding, and he still doesn't leave?"

The cold reprimand suppressed the atmosphere even more heavily.

Lao Duan always felt that the blood would be in danger this time, and he couldn't help but pat Ye Feng's shoulder: "Blood, you have to come back alive!!"

"Huh. Ye Feng smiled: "What did the master say, I just participated in a ceremony and will be back soon." ”

Hehe.

The people next to him laughed again.

yes, it's really just a ritual.

But you kid really don't know how much of a battle the Lord of the North Shadow has prepared for you!

"Oh, yes. ”

And just before Ye Feng left, he turned his head to Lao Xuan and said, "Wait a while, if someone comes to me, you can tell him what I'm doing......

"En?" The old man was stunned: "Who, who will come to you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!!" Next to him, Nangong Fang got the instruction of Bei Minghong, came over directly and pulled the chain, and kicked Ye Feng's calf: "I'm waiting for you kid, I'm still grinding here!Hey, what do you think I'm doing?"

Nangong Fang was a little hairy by Ye Feng's eyes, and couldn't help but think of the scene of being abused by blood outside the village that day, and he was stunned, but

His face became even more arrogant: "Let you go, numb!"

Bang la blah.

There was a burst of dark red electric light on the [Heaven Sealing Lock], which mercilessly wrapped Ye Feng's body.

"Blood!"

In the crowd, Dongfang Xun Yu secretly exclaimed in his heart, and saw that in the lightning, Ximen staggered and trembled a few steps, and then was finally led away by Nangong.

Bloodshed......

Dongfang Xun Yu frowned.

Today, no matter what kind of thing you encounter, you have to hold back!!

Wait?

What kind of smile is that?

Just when Simon passed by with him, inexplicably, Dongfang actually saw the cold arc of the corner of the other party's mouth, and the devilish smile made people chill all over.

At this time, how could he still laugh when he was bleeding?

And after everyone left, Xuanyuan Duan still looked at the direction where Ye Feng disappeared with a blank face, and muttered to himself:

"Today...... Who the hell is coming back for him? No, it can't be......"

......

Coming out of the huge black building, Ye Feng saw the sunlight again.

It was still early in the morning, and the reddish round sun had not yet fully woken up, and a faint light was sprinkled on the body, without any temperature.

These people are in a hurry, and they have brought themselves out so early.

Ye Feng sneered in his heart, the chain around his neck was dragged by Nangong in front of him, and his steps couldn't be slower.

And at this time, next to him, a thin voice suddenly came:

"Blood, blood?"

Kindness?

He was about to turn his head.

"Don't turn your head, I'm Xun Yu, let me remind you, you must be careful today!"

Ye Feng saw Dongfang Xunyu walking beside him with his spare eyes, and reminded himself in a very small voice: "Today, this Elder Beiminghong is Ximen Yu's in-laws, and Elder Ximen was beheaded for no reason that day, and it is rumored outside that you are secretly making trouble, this time Beiminghong is here to find trouble." ”

Oh~~

Ye Feng sneered.

No wonder a group of people are so yin and yang.

"And your father. Dongfang Xun Yu continued: "Uncle Qing has suffered these days, shedding blood, I know that you have always respected him in your heart, but you must hold back later...... Uncle Qing, he's no longer good, you have to live well, understand?"

"What are you muttering there!!"

Bei Minghong snorted coldly, which frightened Dongfang Xunyu to shut up quickly.

Then Bei Minghong slowed down his pace, slowly came to Ye Feng, and finally revealed his true face:

"Hehe, Ximen is bleeding!!I don't care who you are, and I don't care if you are the murderer of Ximen Yu, but today you only need to remember one thing - if you don't obediently drink the blood on Ximen Qing's body, I have 10,000 ways to make your life worse than death!!"

Smack, smack.

Bei Minghong slapped Ye Feng's face twice vigorously, and waved his big hand: "Hurry up, the ceremony is about to start!"

......

Xuanyuan broke off and sat on Ye Feng's bed nervously.

Will it come?

Will the person Ye Feng said come in the end?

He was full of anticipation, but he was not sure.

That Ye Feng is not an immortal, even if Blood Lenghan will really come to him, how can he be sure that it is today, it is now?

But at this moment.

In the distance, there was the sound of hurried footsteps.