When Fang Ping's body trembled and immersed himself in the joy of defeating the middle and third grade masters, Lian Feihong, who was lying in a pool of blood not far away, turned pale and cursed Fang Ping in a hoarse voice.

If it was a dignified martial arts confrontation, defeat would be defeat, but Fang Ping was a fan incense and a sneak attack, and then ended the battle with a handful of lime powder.

The most important thing for Lian Feihong to be angry was that after Fang Ping went berserk, the strength he showed was steadily surpassing him, and he also drugged and sneak attacked under such circumstances, is this what people do.

"Despicable villain...... Despicable villain! When my son Flying Tiger returns, I will definitely not override you! ”

"He can't come back for a while, Yandang Mountain is not close." Fang Pingwu's opening interrupted Lian Feihong's cursing.

Lian Feihong's expression froze, and then he suddenly realized: "You are the man in black who sneaked into my Lianjiabao a few days ago to commit murder?" ”

"Exactly down there." Fang Ping stepped forward and sat in front of Lian Feihong, picked up the snow-white duck pear that fell on the ground, and took a big bite, the juice was full and the taste was sweet.

Even Feihong was seriously injured, his internal organs were shattered by Fang Ping, and the meridians in his body were also seriously damaged, and there was absolutely no possibility of counterattacking.

But his desire to survive is not small, and he quickly found a breakthrough: "My son Feihu is a martial arts wizard, and his cultivation is approaching the realm of the upper three grades, and you transferred the tiger away from the mountain to attract him to Yandang Mountain, which shows that you are jealous." ”

Fang Ping was silent, this was true, the father and son were all masters of the middle and third grades, and if they didn't cut the two apart, it would be difficult for Fang Ping to start.

Seeing that Fang Ping didn't say a word, Lian Feihong, who firmly believed that he was right, said with a slightly excited expression: "No matter who you are instructed by, you should think about it for yourself." As the saying goes: The hatred of killing the father is not shared! ”

"If you kill me tonight, my son will not let you go when he finds the ends of the earth, if you are willing to let me go, even the gold and silver treasures in the family fort can be claimed by you, Yun'er can also give it to you, as a slave or as a maid, it is up to you to decide."

"Stop! Who is Yun'er? ”

"You don't know who you are, the woman you have taken captive? She is the wife I have painstakingly chosen for my son. Born in a famous family, well-informed, and outstanding, if you like it, you don't need to return it. ”

"That's your daughter-in-law, give it to me? Not good. Fang Ping shook his head teasingly.

Lian Feihong sneered, just a woman, besides, he was taken away by Fang Ping for a few days and nights, he didn't believe that Fang Ping could do nothing in the autumn, even if he didn't commit anything in the autumn, it would be a bad reputation: "Your Excellency is too worried, she can give you a slave and a maid, that is her blessing, you see...... Can we turn our rivalry into a war?"

"I miss you too much."

Fang Ping ate up the pear flesh in a few bites, and threw the kernel aside: "That's the end of the nonsense." Get straight to the point, answer me a few questions, and if you can satisfy me, you'll still have a chance to live, otherwise, you'll die dead. ”

"What a problem. Can you guarantee that you won't kill me after I answer? ”

"At least it will make your death more comfortable." Fang Ping stretched out his hand and pressed it on a dead hole outside Lian Feihong's body.

Lian Feihong's painful eyes were bloodshot, a piece of blue tendons on his forehead were exposed, and his body twitched violently: "I said...... I say. ”

"In late September last year, Lianjiabao arrested a group of blacksmiths in the outer city of Shanyang County, and later sent them to this main fort. Fang Ping slowly said his doubts.

Lian Feihong reacted very much, looked at Fang Ping with a shocked expression, and then said with a dodgy look: "You...... How do you know about this? ”

"Naturally, I heard in your Lianjiabao, some time ago there was a plague in Shanyang County, didn't you even Jiabao adopt some orphans, these orphans were sent to this main fort and disappeared, some people say that it is you, the master of Lianjiabao, who has cultivated the evil skills of the Demon Gate. I don't believe it, it's impossible for you to be as vulnerable as you after cultivating the Demon Gate. ”

Fang Ping once again stretched out his hand and pressed it on the outside of Lian Feihong's death hole, and also injected a dense internal force of true qi like a silver needle, causing the other party to convulse more than a dozen breaths in the taste of not being able to survive and not being able to die.

At this point, Lian Feihong's will was on the verge of collapse after being tortured, his eyes were scattered, and his face was gray and he muttered: "...... Bloody ...... Bloody ...... Chamber. ”

Fang Ping's heart chuckled, and he grabbed Lian Feihong's neck: "What blood food?" ”

The two words are simple and unpretentious, revealing a charm of evil and horror.

"Those people...... are ...... Offering to the Lord...... He promised us the chance to live forever...... Lianjiabao collected blood food for him. Lian Feihong explained incoherently.

"Immorality? Are there still immortal cultivators in this world? ”

Fang Ping already had a bad premonition in his heart, and slapped half of Lian Feihong's face with one palm, mixed with a few teeth falling out: "You mean to say that those people sent into this main fort have become the blood food for your Lianjia fort to feed the evil demons?" ”

Lian Feihong nodded, and suddenly came to his senses: "The Lord lives in the secret room at the bottom of the stone castle, I can take you there, and you will understand everything by then." ”

"Not necessarily." Fang Ping got up and slapped Lian Feihong's Heavenly Spirit Cover with a heavy palm, and his sturdy skull exploded into tofu flowers.

After a while, Fang Ping appeared on the roof outside the stone castle.

With the cold and scarcity-killing moonlight, the stone castle in Fang Ping's eyes actually exuded an unusual demonic aura at this moment.

"The secret room at the bottom of the stone castle...... Is there really a demon in this world? Is there a way to live forever? ”

In Fang Ping's understanding, the Great Xuanwu Dao is supreme, and demons only exist in rumors.

It is rumored that demons are so strange that they can transform into women who have captivated the country and the city, or they can transform into innocent children who eat people and do not spit out bones.

If this Lianjiabao really supported a demon, Fang Ping didn't think that his current strength would be able to rival it, what was a demon? It's a strange being with all sorts of incredible powers!

Thinking of this, Fang Ping didn't want to stay in Lianjiabao for a moment and left.

Not long after the young man left, the candles in the room where Lian Feihong's body was lying were uncertain, and a mysterious figure wearing a red robe walked in with white skin and tender skin like mutton fat and jade, long hair as black as a waterfall.

The mysterious figure looked at the corpse on the ground, and without hesitation, took out even Feihong's heart, which was still a little warm. He muttered in a low voice: "Interesting little guy, full of qi and blood, no less than a xenomorph spirit beast cub, more suitable than that flying tiger to be a blood slave of this seat,

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The morning light was faintly bright, and Fang Ping pushed the door back to the inner city courtyard.

He was so worried that he didn't know how to tell Li Rou, could it be that his father and brother were eaten by demons?

"Probably alive? Demons or something are all? ”

After thinking about it, Fang Ping decided to hide it, as long as Fang Ping didn't say it, Li Rou would be able to have illusions.