Chapter 012: Sacrifice

"Oh, what way?" "Hmph, this little thing, there is a good way, I didn't even tell her earlier, see how she will clean it up in a while. Feng Yu Tianxin said.

"Cultivate right here. ”

From its excited tone, Feng Yutian could hear that at this moment, it was proud of its idea.

"How long will it take?" Feng Yutian raised an eyebrow.

If it's short-lived, you might as well consider it. Although cultivation is very boring, if you can cultivate by yourself and go out, it is better than picking up an unfamiliar container outside to fuse.

"Well, you are really too weak now, if you follow your previous cultivation method, probably, it will take 12,000 years to get out, but because I am an ancient artifact, I have a special cultivation method. The tone of the Dementor Bell was quite proud.

"Getting to the point. "I don't need to stress it again and again, she is very weak now!

"According to the exercises I gave you, if you are the slower, you will be able to go out in another 10,000 years. ”

Feng Yutian frowned, and restrained the urge to make a move: "If it's fast, how long will it take?"

"Let me think about it, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, it won't take long, 6000 years. The Soul Bell said proudly, after all, it had cut the cultivation time by half.

The corners of Feng Yutian's mouth twitched, and he decided not to argue with fools.

She is not an idle lord, let alone let her stay in this barren land and this stupid bell for 6,000 years, even if it is 6 years, she may not be able to stay.

It seems that we still have to find a container.

However, at the moment, she was in the third space of the Dementor Bell, and her soul was weak, and she couldn't find the container on her own.

What to do?

Just as Feng Yutian frowned slightly, thinking about how to find the container, the soul bell hovering around her wrist suddenly shook.

After a loud noise, the middle-aged man's vulgar words came into Feng Yutian's ears, and then, a picture appeared in front of Feng Yutian's eyes-

"Heh, you cheap girl, there is a dead end in front of you, now, I see where you are going!" The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with five big and three thick.

At this moment, under his feet was an extremely thin young man.

The young man had a disheveled hair and tattered clothes, making it difficult to distinguish his appearance.

"Big brother, what nonsense is talking about such a girl, I'll chop off her dog's head and take it back to deal with her!" A middle-aged man with a rickety figure and an extremely obscene appearance smiled gloomily with a mouthful of yellow teeth.

After that, you have to step forward.

I didn't want to, but I was stopped by the middle-aged man in the lead: "Wait, just say that you're a person, why don't you have any human touch at all?"

"Big brother!" The middle-aged man who looked extremely obscene was very puzzled, but he didn't dare to disobey the words of the leading man, so he had to stop.

"Wouldn't it be cheaper for her to let her die so easily! This girl has caused us to come to this place where birds don't, and if we don't teach her a good lesson, it's hard to understand the hatred in my heart!" the leading man tugged at the corners of his mouth and showed a grim smile.

"Okay, you're the eldest brother, and the big guys listen to you!" When the lewd man heard this, he immediately nodded and bowed, with a flattering face.

"Okay, now grandpa, I'll give you a chance, let you say a wish before you die. The leading man said this, and kicked the thin young man fiercely.

Seeing the young man shrink and move, the laughter around him became louder and louder.

In the corner where the group of middle-aged men with five big and three thick men could not see, I saw the thin teenager moving his arms with difficulty until his hands were folded.

The next moment, a very pious and hoarse voice came into Feng Yutian's ears:

"Emperor Yutian, if you can hear the prayers of the contemptible people, please show mercy and help the contemptible people get rid of these evil thieves in front of them!

Listening to the young man's prayer word by word, Feng Yutian frowned.

Who is this teenager and why do you know about her former title?

Just as Feng Yutian was thinking, the crisp voice of the Dementor Bell's excitement and joy came from her ears: "Great! Great! Now, you have a chance to go out!"