On the way back, Chu Tian and Yi of course did not have a teleportation array to sit on, so they had to spend some effort to go back by themselves, so that the news of the unsealing of the Blood Demon Clan quickly spread to the ears of the major forces of all clans, and there was no one who dared to fight the autumn wind near the Blood Plains, and Chu Tian and Yi took a while to return to the cold city.

As soon as he returned to the inn, Chu Tian suddenly let out a sigh and slapped his head.

Yi was taken aback by the strange appearance of Chu Tian beside him, "Ask, you won't be a demon again, right?"

Chu Tian said angrily: "Do I look like I'm in a demon? Have you ever seen someone who goes mad twice a day?"

Yi Han smiled and said, "Eh, this, it doesn't seem to be there!!"

Chu Tian said bitterly: "There is only one boiling blood fruit left, why don't I ask the Blood Demon High Priest for a few to come over!

Yi said to Chu Tian with a black line: "Big brother, do you think that the boiling blood fruit is a white radish on the side of the road, if you want a bunch, we can get three of them It's already very good, this is an unexpected surprise, why don't we go back now and ask for two?"

When Chu Tian heard Yi say this, he didn't have the heart to boil the blood fruit, he had already gotten enough, if he was insatiable, it wouldn't be too good, in the past few days, the cold city and the blood demon territory have been back and forth several times, and the sweat has flowed several times, this is still thrilling enough, now let's go back and rest first!

After making up his mind, Chu Tian said a few more words to Yi, and went back to their rooms to rest.

Back in the room, a beautiful shadow threw herself into Chu Tian's arms, smelling the familiar smell in his arms, Chu Tian blew Feng Ling'er's nose, and said with a smile: "I miss me so much if I haven't seen you for a while, let the old man love you well." After staying by Feng Yi's side for a long time, Chu Tian even imitated Feng Yi's unique hobby and tone of calling himself an old man, so he planned to relax and relax.

The lovely man in his arms blushed, pushed Chu Tian away and said shamefully: "It's so serious, I didn't expect you to come back and tease people again!"

Chu Tian smiled and hugged Feng Ling'er again, sat on the edge of the bed, and slowly talked about his experience from early to noon.

Although Chu Tian only understated the danger in it, Feng Ling'er still felt great danger and touching feelings in it.

When Chu Tian said that he had a heart demon at the door of the inn, Feng Ling'er grabbed Chu Tian's hand and obviously tightened it, until Chu Tian broke through the heart demon Feng Ling'er's hand did not let go.

Seeing Chu Tian's red arm pinched by herself, Feng Ling'er touched the red part of Chu Tian's hand distressedly, and the itchy Chu Tian laughed heartlessly. This naturally attracted a coquettish reprimand from Feng Ling'er.

When Chu Tian finished speaking, Feng Ling'er was still immersed in Chu Tian's experience, and she couldn't imagine that so many things would happen without accompanying Chu Tian out for a while.

Chu Tian looked at Feng Ling'er in his arms, he was also a little drunk, this little girl's shy appearance was so good-looking, she was a little depressed and a little happy in her heart to find someone to share, Feng Ling'er was a well-deserved first choice.

After warming up with Feng Ling'er for a while, Chu Tian took out the only remaining Boiling Blood Fruit from the storage bag.

There is only one boiling blood fruit left, and there are two people here, Master Jin and Feng Ling'er, one is a brother and the other is a wife, neither of them can favor one over the other, how should this be distributed? Chu Tian held this blood-red fruit in one hand and stroked his chin with the other.

In the end, it was Feng Ling'er who let Chu Tian walk out of the entanglement.

Seeing that Chu Tian couldn't make up his mind when he touched the boiling blood fruit in his hand, Feng Ling'er remembered his Bixiu sword that had hurt his spirit, took it out of the storage bag and stroked it gently, looking at Bixiu Sword with tears in his eyes.

Bixiu Sword was given by Feng Ling'er's mother on her birthday, but after chasing and escaping, Feng Ling'er almost couldn't save her own life, let alone this spirit sword, Bixiu Sword was damaged, and there was no material for repair, so it kept dragging, and even Feng Ling'er's cultivation progress with Bixiu Sword as her natal cultivation slowed down.

Chu Tian saw that Feng Ling'er felt sorry for his flying sword, and thought that he would have a chance to get the Boiling Blood Fruit in the future, but the matter of the Spirit Sword could not be delayed, and he and Yi Yi devoured the Boiling Blood Fruit with the cultivation at the beginning of the foundation building period, and a large part of the medicinal power was lost.

The strange heart in Chu Tian's body has gathered all the lost medicinal power, but this heart is only possessed by Chu Tian alone, and there are great drawbacks to taking it directly like this, so let's exchange this boiling blood fruit for something useful!

Although the greatest effect of this boiling blood fruit has only reached the later stage of foundation building, it is not excluded that the monks of the Jindan stage or even higher cultivation have bought it for future generations to use, and the value should still be good.

As for the arduous task of finding a seller, let it be handed over to Yi Lai! Who is called Yi is the existence of the snake here!!

Having made up his mind, Chu Tian touched Feng Ling'er's hair, pressed against Feng Ling'er's small and delicate ears and said, "Ling'er, I'll buy you the materials to repair the Bixiu Sword, tell me what you need!"

The hot breath in Chu Tian's mouth spit on Feng Ling'er's ears, and a stream of hot air spread down his ears on Feng Ling'er's face, and the shy Feng Ling'er hurriedly pushed Chu Tian away, glanced at Chu Tian and said, "It's really dishonest." ”

took out a blank piece of paper, and the delicate words fell on the white paper, listing the spiritual materials needed to repair the Bixiu Sword.

Chu Tian took the list and came to Master Jin's room, and after a while, he took out another piece of materials and other things that Master Jin needed, and then grabbed the Yi who was planning to meditate and cultivate, and stuffed the list with the jade bottle containing the boiling blood fruit to Yi in one go.

Chu Tian asked, "Is one boiling blood fruit enough for so many things?" There was some embarrassment and uneasiness on his face, for fear that he would not be able to explain if there were too many things.

Yi saw that it was Chu Tian, and said angrily: "My own brother, this is a boiling blood fruit, every time the Blood Demon Clan sells it, it is at auction, since you will ask me if it is enough to change this little material elixir?" Yi said to Chu Tian in surprise.

Seeing that Yi was like this, Chu Tian was completely relieved, and took out a few pieces of paper densely filled with words from nowhere, "What about these?"

Looking at the delicate words on Feng Ling'er's list and Master Jin's resolute handwriting, looking at the ghost-like characters written by Chu Tian, Yi Yi slapped his thigh and laughed: "God, I finally found someone whose words are uglier than mine!!"

Chu Tian squinted at Yi Leng and said coldly, "How ugly are you?"

Yi: "I'll go and exchange it for you for the Boiling Blood Fruit, but there is no auction now, I'll find an acquaintance to sell it, and the price may be lower." ”

Chu Tian's eyes were a little gentle: "Go ahead." ”

Yi ran out of his room and thought: "Really, obviously I was asked to change things for him, why did I have to run out of my room as if I was fleeing!