The blood that spurted out of Feng Yutian's mouth sprinkled on the golden magic circle, and the next moment, the magic circle that was still shining with golden light just now gradually turned red, and finally turned bright red.

The red light in the magic circle flashed, and then, a beam of red light hit the body of the soul bell that Feng Yutian was holding in his arms.

Then, in Feng Yutian's ears, there was the muffled hum of the dementor bell.

In the next second, the Dementor Bell, which was still in her arms just now, suddenly turned into a golden light and flew away from her embrace.

Feng Yutian glanced up at the golden bell floating in mid-air, and then raised his hand to wipe the blood stains on the side of his mouth.

Feng Yutian frowned slightly, and couldn't help but think: What is the situation? Back to basics?

Just as Feng Yutian was thinking about the situation in front of her, the next moment, the golden bell that was still floating in the air just now disappeared, and at the same time, a sharp pain came from her right wrist.

Feng Yutian raised his hand and looked at his wrist.

At this moment, on the wrist of her right hand, there was a golden bell woven with gold wire.

Feng Yutian looked the bell on his wrist up and down, squinted his eyes, looked at the bell, and asked directly, "Did you break it just now?"

"What do you say? I didn't. I saw the golden bell on my wrist, shaking slightly, as if I was ready to prove my innocence.

"If you don't have it, why don't you leave my wrist?" Feng Yutian said with a puzzled expression.

"Didn't I just conclude a blood pact, and I need to rest. ”

"Heh, if you want blood, won't you be gentle? Do you know how much it hurt just now? My old wound has not healed yet, and now, you have added a new wound to me? You say, is there such a tool spirit that you treat your master? Also, the pain in my wrist just now was also deliberately caused by you. ”

"I ...... I don't, those ...... These are all necessary processes to conclude a blood contract. The sound of the soul bell came from Feng Yutian's wrist.

However, its voice, which became more and more weak, exposed its weakness.

Feng Yutian listened to its rather empty words, raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth raised a playful smile for a second: "Forget it, I'll keep these two things in mind for the time being, if you can let me go out smoothly for a while, I won't care." If you can't get out, huh, you know my methods. ”

The bell at his wrist trembled, and then, the soul bell's rather helpless voice came from Feng Yutian's wrist: "Hey, it's not that I don't want you to go out, it's just that the current situation is not that you can get out if you want to." ”

"What do you mean?" Feng Yutian frowned when he heard this.

Right now, she had made a blood pact with the Dementor Bell, so she had no doubt that the Soul Bell would lie to her.

"Hey, do you know what era it is?"

"What era?"

"The immortal calendar is 110,000 years. ”

"What?" Feng Yutian said in surprise, and in the next second, she fell into deep thought.

When she died, she was only 100,000 years old.

She thought that even if she died, she would have no contact with the outside world, and she would sleep for a thousand years at most.

Now he told her that she had been derailed from this world for 10,000 years, how could she accept it.

However, as she had thought, she had already made a blood pact with the Dementor Bell, so there was no need for the Dementor Bell to lie to her.

In other words, what the Dementor Bell said was true.

Thinking of this, Feng Yutian calmed down a little: "You just said, 'It's not that I want to go out, I can go out.'" The meaning of this sentence, can I understand that you actually have a way to get me out, but this method is very difficult to implement. ”

"It is worthy of being the former third prince of the Heavenly Realm and the Supreme of the Demon Realm, and he is really smart. ”

"Get down to business!" Now she only cares about how to get out, slapping sycophants or something, it's useless to her now.

"Okay. "The Dementor Bell wanted to say something nice to make Feng Yutian forget what it had done badly before.

Seeing that Feng Yutian didn't eat it, the Soul Bell cleared his throat immediately.

As the saying goes, those who know the times are Junjie.

Right now, it has concluded a blood contract with Feng Yutian, and if something happens to Feng Yutian, it will naturally have no good fruit to eat.

Thinking of this, the Dementor Bell said solemnly in its crisp and lovely voice: "Now you, if you want to get out, you must first find the container. ”