Di Yeheng pursed her thin lips tightly, raised his hand and pinched her chin, and said coolly: "Why don't I kiss your little mouth until it becomes swollen and see how you go to see him."
"You misunderstood!" Feng Xingtong saw his handsome face approaching and quickly covered his lips.
Damn it, when the Demon Lord was angry, it seemed like the air around her froze, giving her a suffocating feeling that made her breathless.
Is this the sense of oppression felt by the strong!
Feng Xingtong stared into Di Yeheng's dark eyes and quickly explained: "I'm going to sell elixirs! Earn spiritual stones, understand? It's not a date!"
The cold air around Di Yeheng suddenly shrank, and the hoarse laughter flowed out from the gaps in Feng Xingtong's soft little fingers, making her fingers numb.
Feng Xingtong quickly retracted her hand and clenched her fingers.
What a male temptress.
"So that's it. I'll accompany Tongtong to prevent anyone from bullying you." Di Yeheng's mood improved and he held the girl's waist tightly.
This waist is so soft.
Feng Xingtong had no choice but to point him the way: "Go to the street full of red lanterns."
As she spoke, she took out a red veil and covered her face, revealing only a pair of delicate red eyes.
Women's clothing looks similar to men's clothing, and she must cover her face.
In the blink of an eye, Di Yeheng appeared on the street with her.
In an instant, several eyes fell on the two of them.
The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful, especially the woman's red eyes and the man's silver hair, which are very eye-catching.
Feng Xingtong grabbed Di Yeheng's wrist and whispered, "Let's go and ignore them."
The last time she came, she was pestered by many people trying to sell her goods from their stalls, and she finally got away.
But this time there was something different. Those people just watched from a distance but did not dare to get close.
Di Yeheng moved his wrist slightly and tightly held Feng Xingtong's little hand, "Where are you going?"
"Go to the Immortal Pill Pavilion."
This is a black market, and the Immortal Pill Pavilion is the only place in the black market that sells elixirs and spiritual plants. In the black market, no one dares to challenge the elixir pavilion, let alone secretly sell elixirs on the black market.
Although the black market has the word "black" in its name, it is not the price that is black, but the mysterious origins of the owners of the black market. Black markets exist in various countries, and the emperor of the Yao Ri Kingdom does not dare to offend the owners of the black market.
However, the owner of the black market has formulated a set of rules and regulations that restrict the merchants in the black market and do not affect the business operations of merchants outside the black market.
Feng Xingtong and Di Yeheng appeared at the door of the Immortal Pill Pavilion. When the waiter at the door saw Feng Xingtong's eyes, he quickly nodded and walked over, "Dear guest, you are here! The shopkeeper is waiting for you!"
Fengxing's red eyes glanced at him lightly: "Lead the way."
I followed the waiter all the way up to the third floor, and finally met the shopkeeper.
Next to the middle-aged shopkeeper, there was another person.
The moment Murong Lingyun saw the beauty in red, his eyes were directly fixed on her, staring intently at those charming red eyes.
Even though her face is half covered, her soft eyebrows and gleaming red eyes are enough to prove that she is a beauty.
Suddenly, he felt a chill coming from his body, and the blood all over his body seemed to be frozen.
The silver-haired man next to the woman in red was looking down at him with murderous intent in his eyes.
This cold feeling should be his warning to himself, and Murong Lingyun immediately lowered his head.
"Meet the Blood Lord." The middle-aged shopkeeper saluted honestly, not forgetting to remind Murong Lingyun next to him.
Murong Lingyun also bowed immediately and said, "Greetings... to the Blood Lord..."
I didn’t expect that such a young and beautiful woman would be called a Venerable.
Feng Xingtong pointed to the chair beside the table, pulled Di Yeheng to sit down, and then looked at Murong Lingyun: "Why did you buy the Nirvana Rebirth Pill?"
Murong Lingyun raised his eyes slightly and stared at Feng Xingtong's face involuntarily, "My fiancée's dantian was damaged. I heard that your Nirvana Rebirth Pill can heal her dantian."
"Oh? Who said that?" Feng Xingtong lazily leaned back in the chair, playing with her hair with her plain white fingertips.
She is like a fairy who charms everyone, and is the kind that makes people willing to sacrifice their lives for her.
Murong Lingyun swallowed and was so obsessed that he forgot to answer the question.
Di Yeheng's dark eyes narrowed, and a burst of pressure came down on Murong Lingyun.
"boom!"
"ah!"
Murong Lingyun immediately knelt on the ground, curled up and panting heavily.
It was so cold that he suspected he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"I don't mind digging out your eyes now." Di Yeheng's cold voice sounded slowly.
Murong Lingyun was shocked to realize that he was too presumptuous, and he quickly begged for mercy: "I'm sorry! I don't dare to do it anymore! Please forgive me!"
Feng Xingtong patted Di Yeheng's arm, "Spare his life."
Di Yeheng took back the pressure, held her small hand with his big hand, and refused to let go.
Feng Xingtong looked at Murong Lingyun who was kneeling, "Who told you?"
"It's the Xiao family. Xiao Jinyan's Dantian was broken. After taking the Nirvana Rebirth Pill, the Dantian has healed!"
"That's it." Feng Xingtong sneered at the corner of her mouth, but there was calculation in her bloody eyes.
She had been to the Immortal Pavilion once before and sold many precious spiritual plants to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper changed his attitude towards her and agreed to let her sell elixirs in the Immortal Pavilion without paying any fees to the Immortal Pavilion.
She asked the shopkeeper to help her publicize the efficacy of the Nirvana Rebirth Pill, and as expected, she attracted people from the Xiao family, and sold a Nirvana Rebirth Pill to the Xiao family for five million low-grade spiritual stones.
The Nirvana Rebirth Pill can indeed restore the Dantian, but she just added some ingredients to it.
Feng Xingtong took out a porcelain bottle and threw it towards Murong Lingyun who was on the ground. "Here, there is only one pill. If it is wasted, I am afraid it will have to wait until next month."
Murong Lingyun quickly caught the porcelain bottle and asked hurriedly: "Is five million low-grade spiritual stones correct?"
With a smile in her eyes, Feng Xingtong stretched out a finger and shook it at him: "No, the price has increased."
"How much?" Murong Lingyun looked at her with wide eyes, praying in his heart that it wouldn't be too expensive.
"Ten million."
"This!" Murong Lingyun panicked immediately. He didn't bring so many spiritual stones.
"Why, you have all the elixirs in your hands, and now you want to bargain with me?" Feng Xingtong's voice suddenly turned cold, with the overpowering and intimidating tone of a superior.
Murong Lingyun immediately lowered his head and said: "Don't dare, I will send someone back to get the spirit stone."
He immediately asked his entourage waiting outside the door to go home and brought back five million low-grade spiritual stones.
Feng Xingtong took the spirit stone, and Murong Lingyun left immediately.
The shopkeeper looked at Feng Xingtong respectfully and said tactfully: "Blood Lord, I wonder if there are any Nirvana flowers left. I also want to collect one and use it as a treasure of the pavilion."
"Yes." Feng Xingtong immediately picked a Nirvana flower from space.
The shopkeeper took it carefully and placed it in a special box for preservation.
This was not for nothing. Feng Xingtong took one million low-grade spiritual stones from the shopkeeper and sold them to the Immortal Pill Pavilion at the lowest price.
After all, using the reputation and location of the Immortal Pill Pavilion, she would not suffer any loss if it was cheaper.
............
When Feng Xingtong was lying on the bed preparing to sleep, a warm body suddenly appeared next to her.
Di Yeheng hugged her forcefully and asked in a warm voice: "When will Tongtong learn to refine elixirs?"
"Learned it recently."
After she obtained the inheritance of the Emperor Phoenix, she naturally inherited a lot of knowledge about alchemy, as well as weapon refining, formations, etc., in short, there was too much.
When she had nothing to do before, she figured out a pill recipe and named it Nirvana Rebirth Pill.
The reason why Xiyao's Dantian was not really destroyed that day was because she was worried that Xiyao would associate it with her.
After all, Xiyao asked Xiao Jinyan to dig out her Dantian, and Xiyao's Dantian shattered after meeting her once. It was impossible for Murong Lingyun to do this, and Xiyao would definitely suspect her, so she just sealed the meridians in Xiyao's dantian.
With the Nirvana Rebirth Pill, even if Xiyao dies, he will not think of her.
"My pupils are so amazing." When Di Yeheng said this, he chuckled and hugged Feng Xingtong tighter.
Feng Xingtong frowned and resisted his embrace, "You have your own yard, why did you come to me again?"
"I can't sleep without seeing you." Di Yeheng's voice was a little aggrieved.
Feng Xingtong: "You slept very well when you were in the cold pool, but now you can't sleep?"
"It's different..." Di Yeheng gently hooked her chin, looked into her eyes and said, "Since you want me, I should warm your bed and sleep with you. "
Feng Xingtong's eyes almost twitched, "Do you believe what you say?"
"If you tell the truth, Tongtong doesn't believe it?"
Feng Xingtong raised her eyebrows slightly, and touched his heart with her little hand, "Then take out your heart and show it to me, and I'll see if that's what you think in your heart."
Di Yeheng's eyelashes trembled and he said calmly: "Okay."
Golden power emitted from his fingertips, and he suddenly grabbed at his heart.
The unhesitating movement made Feng Xingtong's eyes widen in fright, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
"stop!"
Her voice came out, but it was already too late.
Di Yeheng moved so fast that his fingertips were already pierced into his chest, and his black pajamas could be vaguely soaked with blood.
The smell of blood filled Feng Xingtong's nose, causing her breathing to tighten.
"You're crazy!"
She grabbed Di Yeheng's wrist and took his hand away, and saw his slender fingertips stained with blood.
The interweaving of cold white and bright red made Feng Xingtong feel uncomfortable.
She gently pulled open the black pajamas and saw five bloody holes on her white chest. The flesh and blood were blurred and blood was overflowing.
"Crazy! Psycho!"
While scolding him, Feng Xingtong quickly put her palm against his wound, and all the spiritual energy in her body surged towards her palm.
Healing spiritual power poured into Di Yeheng's chest continuously, and the blood hole began to slowly heal.
Di Yeheng looked at Feng Xingtong's face without changing his expression, gazing at her sullen expression, with a smile of success on his lips.
Very good, the bitter meat plan is indeed the most effective.
This pain was nothing to him.
With more fire, he could sleep holding his Tongtong all the time.
Sweat broke out on Feng Xingtong's forehead, and all the blood holes on Di Yeheng's chest healed.
"Are you crazy?" She glared at Di Yeheng angrily, wanting to hit him but was afraid that his chest still hurt.
