"Can't escape!"

Ling Feng stood up suddenly, his eyes looking coldly down the mountain, and he had already made up his mind in his heart.

No matter what his father was, at least when the Arctic Fields could not withstand these terrible Blood Saints, he must not just hide in such a blatant manner.

Seeing that Ling Feng's expression was different, Baili Tianbing did not dissuade him, but said: "Yes, we can't hide, we can't let these Blood Saints wreak havoc on the Arctic Ice Field, not weak, we will find a way to let these Blood Saints die together and be buried in the Snow Mountain." ”

The drunkard Jiang Tai also said: "Anyway, no matter what you kid wants to do, you must count me as a share, my old bones have been dedicated to the Arctic Ice Plain all my life, and the wise and stigmatized Lao Tzu doesn't care, but the matter of killing the enemy and shedding blood, you must call me!"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at the drunkard Jiang Tai in surprise.

No one could have imagined that this old man had been drunk all his life and looked unclear, but he didn't expect that in the face of major events, he showed a strong iron backbone.

Red Blood also said: "Master, I am your blood puppet, no matter what, take me with you, I am not a hard bone, but at least I am not a soft bone!"

"What, are you a blood puppet?an immortal blood puppet of the Blood Sect?Are you called Master Ling Feng, right?" The drunkard Jiang Tai looked at the Red Blood Venerable with a question mark on his face, and then finally looked at Ling Feng.

Baili Tianbing was also taken aback by the name of red blood.

She had also told Ling Feng before that the Blood Sect was the most evil force in the world, and she never imagined that it had only been so long that Ling Feng had become the most evil force in her mouth.

Thinking of this, she stared at Ling Feng with a cold face, her eyes as if she wanted to kill, and said coldly to Ling Feng in a cold tone: "Ling Feng, you really joined the Blood Sect, you Blood Sect demon, and you have the face to come to the North Ice Plain to see me, do you still want to drag me into the Blood Sect?"

The red blood on the side suddenly showed an embarrassed expression, of course he realized that his title had caused a catastrophe for Ling Feng.

"Master, I!" Red Blood immediately frowned at Ling Feng and smiled bitterly.

Ling Feng waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay, you're not wrong, it's me who is wrong, it's just that I haven't been honest with them, and Chu Chu, in fact, although I didn't deliberately hide it from you, I didn't tell you either, at the bottom of the Ice Lake of the May Society, before killing that Blood Shadow, I had already forcibly stepped into the Blood Saint Realm with the help of the bloody qi in the blood-colored crack at the bottom of the Ice Lake." ”

"What?"

In an instant, everyone's faces became incomparably wonderful. Although they didn't expect that Ling Feng would hide so many big mias, even Chu Chu was a little incredulous.

Chu Chu thought back and quickly realized that what Ling Feng said was not wrong. Even the Red Blood Venerable had found evidence from his memory that Ling Feng had become a Blood Saint.

Baili Tianbing and the drunkard Jiang Tai looked at Ling Feng's gaze, completely filled with shock.

Especially Baili Tianbing, her gaze at Ling Feng was almost full of despair.

Baili Tianbing originally pinned the hazy love of youth on Ling Feng, and originally thought that he would die in the North Ice Plain in the future, and there was a beautiful teenager who had fallen in love together, and when he was old in the future, he could also talk to his children and grandchildren about his violent and beautiful fiancée.

She couldn't help but think sadly, "It's all over. I came to the Arctic Icefield, and my life has been entangled by the trivial things of the Arctic Plain. Now Ling Feng is also known as a blood cultivator, no matter whether he is a demon of the Blood Sect or not, he will never want to live a peaceful life in this life, and he will even seem embarrassed. What is the meaning of the feelings that I pinned on him before?"

Angry and angry, Baili Tianbing couldn't help but faint.

Ling Feng stepped forward to check it, and made sure that it was a rush to attack her heart, and her spiritual power was fluctuating, so she would faint, so she was relieved.

His eyes suddenly looked at Chu Chu, who was clasping his hands and staring at the ground, and said: "Chu Chu, you are a girl, Bing'er fainted, I can only leave it to you to take care of her, you don't have to refuse!"

"But......" Chu Chu still wanted to refuse, and wanted to say that he would go with Ling Feng to kill the enemy, but Ling Feng had already hugged Baili Tianbing and forcibly stuffed it into Chu Chu's arms.

Ling Feng said again at this time: "Don't say it, I know your intentions, and I know that you won't look down on me because I am a blood cultivator."

If my guess is correct, when Grandpa taught you and Uncle Hou Feng back then, he must have said that you don't have to mind the power attribute of cultivation. In fact, my father is not like this, I have always resented him, and in the end I despised him for becoming a blood cultivator, but I myself am not the same, I have also become a blood cultivator.

I may no longer be able to see my father prove with his actions whether he represents justice or not, but I must prove with my actions that even if I am a blood cultivator, even if I die evilly, what I do must be to defend my country, my home, and my land. ”

Speaking of emotion, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a little moist in his eyes.

Chu Chu, this girl with intentions as sharp as a sword, couldn't help but cry.

The drunkard Jiang Tai and Red Blood, two monsters who almost didn't know what tears were, couldn't help but feel a little generous in their hearts after hearing Ling Feng's words.

"Don't say it, let's fight them together! It's a big deal!" The drunkard Jiang Tai proudly pulled out his long black knife, and at this moment, a black brilliance shot out of his drunken eyes, as if he had just woken up from a drunken state.

Red Blood showed a look of surprise as if he had just met the drunkard Jiang Tai, and finally pleaded with Ling Feng: "I have done too many bad things in my life, killing people is not counted, even if it is forgiveness today! In any case, the master also asks us to do it together, although I can't beat the Blood Saint, but I am also an undead blood puppet at the half-saint level, in the realm of strength, I am afraid that it is not much different from these blood saints who have chased after me." ”

Ling Feng was silent for a moment, and finally looked at Chu Chu's pretty face with blurred teary eyes, gently stroked Chu Chu's soft hair with his palm, and said brightly with a smile unique to a young boy on the corner of his mouth: "Wait for me to come back!"

Chu Chu looked up at Ling Feng with a pretty face, and he was stupid for a while.

She never thought that one day she would watch a young man go to kill the enemy, let alone that her heart would be surging with incomparable happiness at that moment.

In an instant, she suddenly felt that her girl's heart, which had been lonely for nearly twenty years, was uncontrollably pounding in an instant.

There was even a clear voice in her heart, telling her forcefully: "Fool, you are in love with him!"

On the top of the snow-white mountain, Chu Chu tightly hugged the unconscious Baili Tianbing with a pair of slender arms, and watched the black young man's figure flickering rapidly under the mountain from a distance, and his heart seemed to be in the unknown world, as if he was growing up with the young and proud young man.

"Ling Feng, my young man, I'll wait for you to come back!" Chu Chu's face was suddenly filled with a mesmerizing smile, and he muttered as if he was talking to the void space, as if he was standing somewhere his lover.

On the snow-capped mountain, on the snowy slope that was gradually descending, Ling Feng took the drunkard Jiang Tai and Red Blood into a triangle, sliding down the mountain rapidly.

Three people with a strong heart were as strong as a tiger for a while.

At the foot of the mountain, the seven Blood Saints who had just dispersed and were not far away watched from a distance as the figures of Ling Feng and the other three people descended from the top of the mountain, and they immediately gathered together quickly.

"Little thief Ling Feng, you are tied, we seven old people, we can also consider letting you go!" Yan Yi, one of the seven blood saints, shouted at Ling Feng first, and actually showed extremely high wisdom.

In the eyes of Ling Feng and the others, this Blood Saint named Yan Yi was exactly the same as an ordinary normal person, and he didn't see any unusual state at all.

"Okay, if you give us preferential treatment, we can consider taking refuge in you!" Ling Feng said perfunctorily.

Originally, Ling Feng himself didn't think that the other party would agree to his proposal, who knew that these seven Blood Saints were like two fools, and really agreed to Ling Feng's proposal.

For a moment, the two sides confronted each other on this unknown snow-capped mountain in such a strange way, which made Ling Feng couldn't help but be taken aback.

Although Ling Feng couldn't figure it out, he still took advantage of the short time that suddenly appeared to have a simple exchange with the drunkard Jiang Tai and the Red Blood Venerable.

After confirming that the seven killing saints possessed the wisdom of normal people, Ling Feng and the three of them exchanged glances with each other, and they all gave up their original plans to fight hard at the first time.

"Since they have wisdom, can we find a way to ......" The drunkard Jiang Tai showed a sly expression, and the corner of his eye was raised, looking at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng shook his head lightly and said, "Although the idea is good, it is too difficult to kill the Blood Saint. You must know that the people of the Blood Sect themselves rely on blood magic and have a stronger vitality than ordinary people. Among the people I know, except for those who have cultivated blood art themselves, I really haven't seen anyone else who can easily kill blood cultivators. Blood Saint, such a powerful martial artist, even if he puts the blood core in front of you, I am afraid that he may not be able to be shattered by you, I personally feel that the sneak attack may not be of any benefit to us. ”

As a person who is a blood saint himself, Ling Feng's analysis is still very authoritative, and although the drunkard Jiang Tai is not convinced, he still has to respect it.

As Ling Feng said, even if the drunkard Jiang Tai was given a chance to sneak attack, I am afraid that he would not be able to kill the Blood Saint, and this was the most embarrassing.

If it was calculated in this way, although Ling Feng had stayed two people down, it was actually not as good as Li Suo who came down by himself. If you really want to fight, I'm afraid that the drunkard Jiang Tai and Red Blood may also become a drag on Ling Feng. When the drunkard Jiang Tai thought that he might become a drag, he was about to scold his mother angrily.

Red Blood didn't speak, but the same brilliance kept flashing on this guy's cunning eyes, obviously he already had a ghost idea in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

Ling Feng glanced at the seven killing saints under the mountain, and immediately asked Red Blood: "What kind of method do you have, if you have it, just say it quickly, otherwise we will really have to fight later, and there will be no turning back at all!"

That's it, Red Blood still kept his head down, not daring to say what he thought in his heart.

The drunkard Jiang Tai saw that Red Blood was pretending to be a big-tailed wolf here, and he was immediately so angry that he couldn't help but shout angrily: "What kind of grandson are you kid pretending, what bad ideas do you have, hurry up and say it, don't wait for us to become the blood food in the mouths of these seven blood saints, and it's too damn late!"

Ling Feng also said at this time: "Red Blood, just say what you have, I promise that I will never get angry, even if you want to become a Blood Saint yourself!"

Who knew that when Ling Feng said this, Red Blood couldn't help but laugh. On the cunning face of the old treacherous, the gaze of the person was as shy as a child.

It's just that this time, Ling Feng was immediately sure that this Red Blood Venerable's idea was to make himself a Blood Saint as well!

"How can that be done?" the drunkard Jiang Tai came out almost immediately to object.

In his opinion, the fundamental reason why Ling Feng could become a righteous person after becoming a Blood Saint was that Ling Feng's family origin was soaked with the blood of righteousness in his bones. But Red Blood is different, this guy was originally from the Blood Sect, if he was made a Blood Saint, if Ling Feng couldn't control him, it would be a big deal.

Ling Feng stared at Red Blood with a melancholy expression, and he didn't finish talking for a long time, and without asking, he could tell that Ling Feng was indeed worried about the danger that Red Blood would be out of his control if he became a Blood Saint.