This method really worked, when Zheng Zheng's hand touched the bronze statue of Jinren, the starlight on it suddenly dimmed, and the strong power disappeared without a trace, and was finally simply picked up.

The women carried Zheng Zheng out of the picture with seven hands and eight feet, and then sat on the Escape Sea Shenzhou, and walked back according to the original route.

It took half a month to finally return to the valley.

However, the flower girls did not go to the Winged People tribe, but found a place not far away, and then built a wooden house, and then laid out a concealment formation to protect the place of peace and cultivation in case someone ran in.

The flower girls are beautiful by nature, they plant flowers casually, and with a little spell, it becomes a sea of flowers, which soon attracts a swarm of bees and butterflies to fly. The lotus in the happy water also attracts spring water, which is injected into a water lake and a water lily rises again.

In the blink of an eye, this place has become a paradise on earth.

At present, the life of the Winged People tribe is very rich and healthy, except for the threat of the Eagle Clan, plus a certain amount of items are added to the Huba Chieftain, to temporarily keep the tribe safe. Welcome a very rare opportunity for development. It's just a pity that the reproductive ability of the winged people is low, and the number of people has always been a big problem, and if there is no quiet development for a hundred years or even a thousand years, it will definitely not want to prosper.

Zheng Zheng had woken up.

If he knew where he was, he would rather not wake up and pass out there.

The process of exchange blood is really painful and tormenting.

Every day, when the sky is just bright, the purple air comes from the east, and the morning sun rises, a tingling sensation begins to crawl all over the body, and then the bone marrow of the whole body is like millions of ants crawling over, which is uncomfortable.

It didn't take long for a new method of torture to change.

The blood seemed to be boiling, and it was roasted directly on the stove, and the burning body was red and hot, like a whole sheep, only almost scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, ready to serve on the table.

Of course, it's not just that, whenever Zheng Zheng is boiled like a chicken in soup fished out of water, the blood suddenly cools down again, and the sweat is instantly frozen into ice chips, and the entity understands what is called the feeling of ice and fire.

Whenever he gets used to it a little, another kind of torture starts anew, and he can't survive or save his life. In the end, Zheng Zheng couldn't hold back and fainted. But early the next morning, on time, a new round of blood exchange began.

Witchcraft is really not learned by ****** people.

At the beginning, Zheng Zheng was full of grief and rolled on the ground in pain. The powerful power of the witch body became weaker and weaker as the blood refining deepened, and finally disappeared completely.

And he has become like a weak scholar, powerless. Sometimes it's even worse than a newborn baby, and it doesn't have the strength to stand up. This kind of cruel process, no matter how strong Zheng Zheng's heart is, he can't support it, he has self-harmed, committed suicide, and even thought about it.

But as time went on, he began to notice something different.

The physical body seems to be renewed, and every inch of skin and every cell begins to be full of energy. This kind of energy is slightly different from before, purer, more powerful, and more powerful. Although it is still weak, it is growing every day.

With this moral experience, Zheng Zheng's collapsed psychology became firm again. Although this is the most difficult and arduous day since the cultivation of the Tao, at least there is hope and motivation to persevere.

So, year after year, day after day, he came alive and dead.

In this case, the flower girls naturally know that even Zheng Zheng's temper is getting worse and worse, and he is becoming more and more irritable, and he can deeply understand it. They did not complain, but with greater love and wider tolerance, they tried every means to help him alleviate and vent his inner pain.

Twelve years is a long time, and a short time.

Zheng Zheng is suffering, and the flower girls are also suffering.

But the Wingman tribe has ushered in a spring of development.

The news that the tribe had returned to live in the valley and that they were living in prosperity soon spread. In the beginning, there were sporadic people who came to take refuge. For this aspect of things, Yixiong is also persistent and open-minded, who makes the Yixiong too short of people?

The ensuing development was somewhat unexpected to him.

There was a small tribe of winged people, originally about thirty or forty people. Because of the lack of supplies in the cold winter, more than a dozen tribesmen froze and starved to death. What's even more tragic is what happened next, at the beginning of the spring of the next year, I happened to encounter a group of demonic beasts on the way to migrate, and unfortunately I was hit squarely, attacked, and several strong warriors died. When added up, the number of people has dropped by more than half.

At this time, there was no one to eat, and when they were destitute, they happened to hear the news of their own wealth, and after discussion, they soon decided to take refuge in the Winged People tribe.

It's just that they have some scruples about it, and their small branch was expelled from the Yi clan because of their mistakes back then, and they were forced to leave their hometown.

After so many years, I don't know if the fire of the clan has subsided. But in any case, this is the last way to go, and if it doesn't work, you have to give it a try.

Luckily, they succeeded, and Wing Hero was very generous in accepting them.

It was also a great relief for them.

With this example, more and more small tribes of winged people or scattered lonely families scattered outside are also ready to move. Some of them moved over directly with their families, and some sent one or two people to contact and discuss matters.

In short, the number of the Winged tribe began to flourish, and it slowly prospered. The valley mounds that have been slowly purified have also been developed, and rows of new houses are lined up everywhere.

And the place where Zheng Zheng lives in seclusion, that is, not far from the mouth of the underground long river, is classified as a forbidden place, and no one can approach it. In normal times, there are winged warriors there to guard and guard.

Slowly, whether it is an old man or a newcomer, they all know the taboos in the clan, and all kinds of rumors are slowly spreading. It's nothing more than the god of war Yunyun who guards the winged people living here.

Although everyone is curious, they are also very well-behaved.

Spring goes to autumn, the sun and the moon change, and time passes like flowing water.

In the blink of an eye, twelve years will be completed.

In a wooden house, Zheng Zheng was lying on the flower platform, his eyes were closed, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

Poppy and Demon Butterfly, one gently wiped the sweat from his body, and the other applied some ointment to him. So that his tired body can recover sooner.

"The time of twelve years is coming soon, the blood exchange is finally coming to an end, and the young master doesn't have to be tortured so hard. Poppy looked at Zheng Zheng's emaciated face and said distressedly.

"yes, time is slow, but I've finally made it through. Demon Butterfly's eyes were full of admiration.

"I hope there won't be anything interesting tomorrow, the young master has really suffered too much over the years. Speaking of sadness, Poppy's purple eyes couldn't help but say with tears in her eyes.