Zhang Mazi cleaned up the house and walked out, as soon as he approached Fengping, he felt a chill.

The number nine cold winter has passed, where does the ice and snow come from?

But reason and experience had told him that silence and silence were the right choice.

"Feng Ye, it's good for you to put it on, this little thing is still bothering you to do it yourself?" Zhang Mazi smiled on his face, picked up the chopsticks in the food box, and handed them to Feng Ping with both hands.

"Is there nothing going on in the store today?"

Feng Ping sandwiched a green vegetable and asked while eating.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, it's normal, except for a few farmers who came to buy hoes, but they were all rejected by both of us."

"Oh."

After asking this sentence, the shop fell silent.

Feng Ping lowered his head and ate his meal, unable to see what was going on in his heart.

Zhang Mazi, who was sitting opposite him, was eating carefully while looking at the other party's expression, for fear that a wrong action would make him dissatisfied.

Halfway through eating, Feng Ping suddenly stopped the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, looked at Zhang Mazi and asked, "Ming'er will help me rent a room." ”

Seeing him put down the dishes and chopsticks, Zhang Mazi immediately stopped.

"Any requirements?"

"Secluded, with a yard."

Feng Ping only said two requests.

The three holes of the cunning rabbit, a person like him, living in a fixed place is the norm.

Originally, staying in a hut in the forest, cultivating alone until the foundation was built, or even crystallized before going out of the mountain, this was the safest way.

But in this way, the time is too long, the three months of charcoal burning career before cultivating immortals, Feng Ping has experienced enough of the pain of living alone, he doesn't want to finally enter the city, and "earn" some money, and in the end he still lives like a wild man!

What's more, staying in the city, he can also learn some information at any time, laying the foundation for him to make a fortune in the future.

"Okay, Feng Ye, don't worry, I'll do it for you in these two days."

"It's okay to rent it on an annual basis, you don't have to worry about the price, and you can come to me anytime when you run out of money." Feng Ping added another sentence.

"I know, I know."

Looking at Zhang Mazi's appearance, Feng Ping felt that it was good to keep him by his side, someone could send him, and he could save a lot of effort.

"Tomorrow I will buy some more clothes for you, and since you have followed me, I will not treat you badly." But ......"

Halfway through Feng Ping's words, he stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, chewing it a few times before swallowing it.

Zhang Mazi looked at the other party, anxiously waiting for the content behind "but", but after waiting for a long time, Feng Ping didn't say anything more.

Silence is better than sound at this time!

He is not a stupid person, and naturally knows the consequences.

The more the other party said these words to him, the more benefits he would give him, and once he did anything unfavorable to him, the results could be imagined!

Even the monk of the Crystallization Realm, the other party can design to kill, and he still cares about him as an ordinary person?

After eating a table of meals, Zhang Mazi took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, cleaned the ground, and finally quietly installed the door panel and left the shop.

Feng Ping returned to the back room, dripped the blood of the Xuanmao in the porcelain vase on the talisman material, cut his fingertips, and began to make talismans.

"How much blood was released on this day?"

After drawing the five talismans, Feng Ping switched the sea of qi to the blood spirit root, and began to cultivate according to the mantra of "Blood Drink Solution".

Heavenly Spirit Root, combined with the orthodox exercises, its effect is even faster than the "Ming Lei Gong" that is also practiced by Heavenly Spirit Root!

At this pace, in half a month at most, he will be able to break through the fifth layer of qi refining!

After Yin, Feng Ping felt a little tired, so he hid a dozen booklets under the bed, washed up, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

……

Dengxian Pavilion.

It's dark.

Yan Yunquan saw that Wang Yifan had not returned for a long time, and his heart was slightly uneasy.

He paced back and forth in the courtyard, and finally mustered up the courage to knock on Chen Boya's door.

At first, there was no movement, but after waiting for a while, there was a lazy and excited voice in the room.

"Come in!"

Yan Yunquan pushed the room open.

Chen Boya sat cross-legged in the middle, and around him were several young, strong, and vigorous men tied with ropes.

These people were naked, their bodies were abnormally congested, and their skin was in a state of blood red, but their eyes had long since lost their looks.

Like a walking corpse!

Looking at Chen Boya again, the severed right arm has begun to sprout, and blood-colored holes have gradually appeared on her face.

The female cultivator who originally had an extraordinary temperament faintly had the law of heaven and earth!

"What?"

"Senior Brother Wang went to Lai'an County to deal with the matter of the Great Demon Drought, and he has not returned yet, I am afraid that he will ......"

"Afraid he's dead?" Chen Boya's expression was indifferent, and her words also revealed coldness.

"Yes."

"Dead is dead, what's all the fuss?"

"But..."

"But what?"

"This matter is entrusted by the prefect, if it can't be completed, I'm afraid it's not good, besides, he went with Zhao Yunlong......"

"Zhao Yunlong? That blood-attribute Heavenly Spirit Root? ”

"That's right."

Chen Boya stood up suddenly, her eyes were full of anger, "If he dies, don't blame me for being unkind!" ”

Yan Yunquan was shocked.

If it was before, the two of them were both in the Crystallization Realm, and they were both deacons of Dengxian Pavilion, and they were not afraid of each other.

But since Wu Yongfeng's incident, the other party has asked for a concentrating golden pill from Mingle Palace, and he has already begun to condense the law of heaven and earth and form a golden pill!

The gap between the two sides has completely widened!

You know, Jindanai is a watershed.

All of them below Jindan are monks.

Above Jindan, it can be called a "real person" and "fairy"!

"Zhao Yunlong is suspected of colluding with evil cultivators......"

"The evidence is conclusive?"

"It's just a suspicion at the moment."

"You guys!"

"He killed another Heavenly Spirit Root."

"Who?"

"Wu Hu."

Chen Boya could no longer suppress the anger in her heart, she took out the blood jade flute, and she was about to play it!

"Get out! Just Lei Linggen, if you die, you die! ”

How dare Yan Yunquan stay any longer?

In a flash, the person left the house and disappeared without a trace.

Chen Boya put the jade flute to his mouth and played a song.

As soon as the flute sounded, several men who were tied up around suddenly showed painful expressions.

These people, who had already become walking corpses and were tortured to the point that they no longer had the slightest sense, let out a low roar of pain one by one.

However, with the melodious sound of the flute, their body's qi and blood continued to surge until they could no longer control it!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Explosions rang out one after another.

Flesh and blood bloomed in the room like fireworks.

The blood mist that filled the air began to condense with the sound of the flute, and gradually turned into small snakes swimming towards Chen Boya.

They crawled up her legs, on her belly, on her chest, and covered her whole body.

The blood snake drilled towards the hole in Chen Boya's body.

Eyes, ears, mouth, nose, lower abdomen......

"Good Ding Furnace, if you die! Don't blame Chilian for being angry! ”

Outside, it was pitch black.

Yan Yunquan stood on the empty street, thinking to himself that something was wrong!

"I'm afraid I'm in trouble this time!"