The words of the rotting corpse fruit hit Xiang Yong helplessly, and he sat on the ground dumbfounded.

This guy's face turned pale with anger, and he stared blankly at the rotting corpse fruit and didn't move.

Feng Yiting was startled, and quickly shook him and said, "It's okay Xiang Yong, your face is not good, where is it uncomfortable?"

Xiang Yong looked sad, looked at Feng Yiting and said sadly: "Brother, I didn't expect that I had worked so hard to finally descend this thing, it, it, it refused to sign a blood charm with me, you say...... Why is my life so miserable!"

Feng Yiting was stunned for a moment, and muttered secretly: "It seems that I put this thing in the magic array, why are you working so hard?"

But aren't people sad and desperate, and it's inconvenient to study it in detail, so they comforted him and said, "What kind of blood charm can you sign, it's quite mysterious to hear this name, what a good thing?

Xiang Yong sighed: "You don't know the way, sign the blood charm, this evil thing doesn't have to suck the spirit of the demon corpse, you can collect spiritual energy or eat for a living like me, it can't harm people, from now on we are connected by blood, and it will be honest if you live and die together." ”

Originally, Feng Yiting was a little worried that this evil thing was too weird and would cause trouble in the future, but when he heard that the blood spell could make the rotting corpse fruit connect with him in this way, he breathed a sigh of relief and relieved his heart.

This is similar to his connection with Jiang Dongming and Wang Guihua.

It is a strong and reliable trust model, and once it is so, the two become grasshoppers on the same line, and both losses and prosperity are lost. The rotting corpse fruit will obey Xiang Yong's words. Treat his business as his own.

In this case, I am not afraid that this thing will go out at will to hurt living beings, how good is that!

But the rotting corpse would rather die than sign a blood charm with him. Xiang Yong's despair inevitably made Feng Yiting sympathetic.

So, he shouted to the rotting corpse fruit: "Broken thing, my brother lifted you up, and you don't give face, right? Don't say that Lao Tzu scares you! Do you want to sign a blood charm with the bitter gourd face immediately, and Lao Tzu will immediately refine you and make you disappear in smoke, don't you believe it?"

The rotting corpse fruit was stunned for a moment. glanced at Xiang Yong, lowered his head in frustration and said, "Brother Immortal, you asked me to sign a blood spell with him." Refine me. Otherwise, if you die in the hands of garbage in the future, you will lose face, and you will be hung up in such a humiliating way. It's better to let you refine it and die a heroic death. Die well ......"

Xiang Yong was careful, and poor Baba almost begged the other party: "How can this be? I said rotting corpse doll, you think of me too useless, right? Think about it, we signed a blood spell, not only can my cultivation be improved, even the corpse king and the corpse queen have great room for improvement, plus your cultivation realm, who else in the world can move me?"

The rotting corpse fruit looked at Xiang Yong coldly. Disappetizingly, he said, "That's a good point, but let's sign a blood charm." There are so many well-informed masters in the world that people can't sign the talisman, but if you kill me and take it for internal and external use, it's worth the risk for them, right?

Xiang Yong was stunned for a moment, staring at the monster in disappointment and speechless.

Seeing this, Feng Yiting said coldly: "Since this is the case, then I will refine you!"

As he spoke, he destroyed the three-flavored ghostly fire, and the four of them immediately became extremely cold, and the three-color divine flame rose from his palm a few feet high, surging and domineering to make people stunned. But the rotting corpse fruit was not moved at all, and stuck its head out!

Feng Yiting saw that it didn't look like a joke at all, so he quickly put away the ghostly fire, and then dragged Xiang Yong, who was in a daze to the side, and whispered to the side: "No way, brother, your character is like this, this thing would rather die than sign an agreement with you, what should I do?"

Xiang Yong came to his senses at this time, and said sadly: "It's over, why didn't I think of this? The magic power of the carrion fruit is all over the sky, not only can it be ever-changing, but it is also immortal, my cultivation is indeed a little lower than it, forcing it to sign a blood spell......"

Xiang Yong sighed when he said this, obviously ashamed of his slight skills, as if he was sorry for others.

Feng Yiting frowned, and gave him an idea, "Why don't you ...... Find a way to find your ancestor, he has a good cultivation, I guess this thing is willing to sign a blood charm with him, right?"

Xiang Yong shook his head again and again, and then said dejectedly: "No, after my Xuanzu returned from Kongtong, he has continued to practice in retreat, and it is not easy to find him. No matter how fast it is, it will take at least a day or two to go back and forth. The carrion fruit is here, and it's similar to the ginseng in the cage. People with a little common sense will take it away when they see it, it's a treasure!"

Feng Yiting was stunned for a moment, looked at the blank face, and led the carrion fruit that was about to die, and said, "Why don't you ...... Really destroy it?"

Xiang Yong hurriedly shook his head, and then sighed and said: "Have you ever heard the allusion of killing chickens and taking eggs? I really did this, I am afraid that the monks of the world will know the Tao and will not let us go, and it is strange that they will not crush my bones and scatter ashes!"

Feng Yiting didn't understand, how could this thing arouse the indignation of cultivators in the world again!

This can't do that, he didn't have anything to say, he looked at the weird demon fruit doll, and fell silent.

After pausing for a while, Xiang Yong looked at Feng Yiting weakly and said, "Why don't you ...... You sign a blood charm with it, as long as you can help me in the future, and I won't catch this carrion fruit for once. ”

Feng Yiting was startled and screamed strangely: "Xiang Yong! Are you crazy to come up with such a bad idea? Lao Tzu doesn't know how to refine corpses, and he doesn't want to be tied up with this kind of evil thing! I warn you, if you talk about this again, Lao Tzu will immediately turn his face!"

Xiang Yong stared at him in astonishment, speechless.

Seeing him like this, Feng Yiting was stunned, and he asked carefully, "You...... What's wrong?"

"You ......" Xiang Yong screamed in disbelief, "You refuse to sign a blood charm with it?"

Feng Yiting raised his eyebrows and said: "Are you a snake spirit who thinks I'm crazy? What kind of charm did I sign with this weird thing? Although my family also lives in rural Hunan, my ancestor can't refine corpses, so it's useless to take this!"

"It's useless?" shouted to the brave ghost, "You actually said that the rotting corpse fruit is useless?"

Feng Yiting still looked at Xiang Yong vigilantly, and snorted disapprerovingly: "It's only a crooked melon like you that I feel that it's useful, I'm not stupid! Go and stay away from me, you will talk too much, and Lao Tzu will no longer believe you!"

"Oh my God!" Xiang Yong hugged his head and kicked down, and wailed: "Is this guy a disciple of cultivation? He actually said that the carrion fruit was useless to him...... Unexpectedly, he didn't know that this kind of 10,000-year-old miracle fruit could directly increase the power of cultivation and demonic pet beasts, and he actually said that this thing was useless...... Oh my God, how could he live until now without being stupidly killed!"

Feng Yiting wouldn't believe this lewd guy. The appearance of the carrion fruit is too mysterious, and if he is tied to such a strange and evil thing, no one will be able to get over this hurdle. Xiang Yong is too perverted, he won't fool him anymore.

He yelled at the brave monster, and suddenly slammed his head into a reef protruding from the ground.

This guy has a stiff head, it is estimated that he has practiced iron head skills, and he hit the reef with a "knock" sound, and he can't stop!

Feng Yiting didn't have time to pay attention to him, don't stop when you hit it, you can't break your head anyway!

He watched coldly, too lazy to stop the donkey, and his face was full of resoluteness that he would never be fooled.

I heard a long sigh from the rotting corpse fruit at this time, and muttered: "Look, this thing's head must be broken, otherwise why would it be carried on that reef? Isn't this face more like a donkey's face bitter gourd? And let me sign a blood charm with him, the sky is woody!"

Feng Yiting couldn't imagine that this thing stayed in the Brahma Realm, and he actually knew the slang of the Dao Earth Network, and couldn't help but feel a wisp of curiosity about it, and then asked: "What do you have in your head, you know a little bit of everything, this is the characteristic of a monster like you, right?"

The rotting corpse fruit sighed: "Donkey-faced brother ......"

Feng Yiting shouted: "Dare to call me donkey-faced brother again, Lao Tzu ......"

The carrion fruit was startled, and then squeaked and said, "That...... What do I call you, handsome guy?"

Feng Yiting frowned, and then thought secretly: "Since this thing understands everything, it is simply pretending to be with Lao Tzu...... What do you think is a good thing for bitter gourd and donkey face, isn't it obvious that someone who pretends to be crazy and stupid is cheating on his father?"

The rotting corpse fruit hurriedly explained with a smile: "I didn't pretend to be a handsome guy! I really didn't pretend to lie to you, my whole family is dead! I really don't lie to you!"

Feng Yiting couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that it was suppressed in the magic circle, and he could still hear his thoughts, and understood that this Demon Breaking Fruit was indeed not simple.

He sneered: "Your whole family is just you, if you don't have a father or mother, the whole family will die, continue to pretend!"

Xiang Yong on the side stopped colliding, he stood up with the reef, and told him dizzily: "This thing thief, in fact, it understands everything, so I wonder why it let you stop, I guess you are its nemesis!"

The rotting corpse fruit hurriedly explained: "Don't listen to his handsome guy, I actually don't know anything, I really didn't pretend!"

Xiang Yong shook his head and said: "Brother, think about it, this thing lives by sucking corpse qi, and this sucking, all the remnants of the corpse's consciousness and thoughts have been sucked away!

Feng Yiting was stunned, and then heard Xiang Yong say again: "Feng Yiting, since we are friends, and you also treat me as a brother, then I don't want to hide it from you; Do you know what I mean, this means that the blood charm can raise you to a few notches out of thin air, think about it, brother!"

Feng Yiting glared at him in disbelief, and then heard Xiang Yong say helplessly: "I won't tell you, if it doesn't refuse to sign with us, I won't let it be given to you, who asked me to treat you as a brother, it's better to kill it than to cheapen your lump of wood!"

Feng Yiting didn't believe that there could be such a good thing in this world, according to what he said, signing a life and death certificate with this strange thing, could it be that his own cultivation could be in the immortal class, directly approaching the level of righteous immortals and respecting immortals?

His heart moved, and he suddenly remembered all the rumors that he had come to the Brahma realm before.

Could it be that this monster that looks like a zombie doll is the legendary anti-heaven fruit? (To be continued......