High in the sky, a black-red light flashed past, and inside was a black long sword.
Xiao Yifeng's sword spirit clone chose to let Zhan Xian fly independently, while he chose to stay in Zhan Xian's sword heart world.
This world of sword heart is equivalent to Zhanxian's sea of consciousness, and is also the habitat of her spirit.
There are broken swords of different shapes all over the place, looking extremely desolate.
These are the opponents in various sword forms that Zhanxian has encountered in the past, and she chooses to record them deep in her heart.
At this moment, Xiao Yifeng was sitting on a ten-foot giant sword, holding the projection of a thin sword in his hand and watching.
Zhanxian was floating opposite him in a puff of anger, like a little girl whose toy had been robbed.
She put her hands on her hips and said dissatisfiedly: "Xiao Yifeng, how can you break into someone else's sword heart without permission?"
"What's the point? You're not intruding into my sea of consciousness." Xiao Yifeng said nonchalantly.
Zhan Xian was speechless for a moment, but he still said angrily: "This is different! This is my territory, this is my heart."
"Okay, okay! I will pay the rent." Xiao Yifeng reached out and touched her head nonchalantly.
Zhanxian slapped his hand away and said suspiciously: "Really? Then I want your blood essence."
"Okay, come over this time, I will hold my real body and suck it slowly for you." Xiao Yifeng sold his real body without any politeness.
Zhanxian's eyes suddenly brightened, he stretched out his little tongue and licked his red lips, showing his little tiger teeth and said: "Great, I haven't sucked your blood for a long time. I want to suck you dry!"
Seeing her cheering, Xiao Yifeng poked her cheek with one finger and said curiously:
"As for being so horny?"
"As for that! You don't know how I have lived these past few years." Zhan Xian said with a sad and angry look.
"Tell me about it?" Xiao Yifeng asked with a smile.
However, he could also understand that Immortal Killer was a magic sword and had a high demand for blood.
Even if Zhanxian doesn't want to suck it, the bloodthirsty instinct of the sword will backfire on her own sanity.
It's okay to be fed by the master's essence and blood, but once you leave the master, it may be difficult to suppress your demonic nature.
Unless the master dies, Zhanxian will fall silent.
Just like before Mo Tianqing died, he quietly waited for the next owner.
Zhan Xian angrily said: "I don't need to suck blood, but the sword needs enough blood to calm down."
"Since you're not here, I'll have to go out and kill some monsters to get blood. That's going to taste terrible."
Zhan Xian looked like he couldn't bear to look back, with a slightly nauseated expression on his face.
Xiao Yifeng almost died laughing, and then said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "So you sucked the blood of that guy Qiukong?"
Looking at Qiukong's appearance, he naturally knew that this was due to the lack of Qi and blood.
Zhanxian said in disgust: "Whoever wants to suck his blood directly, it smells so bad that I can't do it."
"But his passion for the Fusion Realm can make the sword quiet, so I bought it from him."
"Bought it?" Xiao Yifeng said in shock.
"That's right, three top-quality spiritual stones will be exchanged for ten drops of blood, which will be recorded on your head. He forced him to come out and give it to me, and I will feed it to the Immortal Killing Sword."
"Am I smart? This way I don't have to bite my tongue, and I can make him give me blood." Zhan Xian said with a stern look on his face.
Xiao Yifeng's face turned dark and said: "So you, a prodigal woman, use my spirit stone to buy blood to drink?"
Zhanxian felt a little guilty and said arrogantly: "Who told you to throw me away? Hum! If you dare next time, I will kill you!"
Xiao Yifeng was helpless, but Qiukong tortured himself to the point of exhaustion of energy and blood, and still provided essence and blood to Zhanxian, probably not just for the spiritual stone.
He asked tentatively: "Zhanxian, do you know that Qiukong..."
"What is he doing?" Zhan Xian asked with a confused look on his face.
Xiao Yifeng shook his head and said, "It's okay."
I must be stupid, having sex with a magic sword, are you kidding me?
Qiukong, you are so passionate and affectionate, but you have paid it all wrong.
He lay on the sword, looked at the gray sky and said, "I'll let you suck it all later, and you can save some for me."
"Oh." Zhanxian said honestly.
She floated next to Xiao Yifeng, looking at Xiao Yifeng lying there lazily, and secretly pouted.
So what if he likes me? I don't like him.
Who told me that I was deceived by a bad guy when I was a child?
This annoying guy has literally broken into my heart this time.
Liar, did you agree that we were future partners?
He even lied to the magic sword, damn it!
It would be even more abominable to cheat and give up halfway, but to not continue to cheat!
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In the evening of this day, Xiao Yifeng and others dropped off in the wild. They chose a place near the lake to drop off and put the small palace in place.
Originally, they had to fly for a while, but when Su Miaoqing saw this beautiful lake, she couldn't bear to leave.
Of course Xiao Yifeng knew what she was thinking, so he just let her do it.
And those followers of the human race also lived far away nearby.
They were neither too close nor too far away to avoid being taken advantage of by the demon clan.
"Bai Tang, take a look at them tonight." Xiao Yifeng said lightly.
Bai Tang and others nodded, they could still do this little thing.
At this moment, a figure flew from a distance and landed not far away.
The opponent's body has fluctuations in the Hollow Realm, and his aura is very familiar.
Xiao Yifeng immediately recognized that this was the person who had helped him with Yan Tianqin's puppet.
The man landed not far away. After setting up a barrier, he bowed and said with a smile: "Zhao Yongcai, an old and decayed human race, has met Mr. Xiao and the two fairies."
Zhao Yongcai took off his hood, revealing the appearance of an old farmer in his sixties, but with sharp eyes.
The three of them were a little surprised. This person was actually a barbaric human race?
The human race in the wilderness is somewhat different from the human race in the human domain.
Humans born and raised in the Monster Clan carry a demonic aura on their bodies, which is caused by being infected by the demonic aura day and night after birth.
Even if the realm becomes advanced later, this aura cannot be completely eliminated.
People like Xiao Yifeng and others, because of their cultivation, cannot be infected by evil spirits, so they are obviously different from the barbarian human race.
Xiao Yifeng said respectfully: "This junior has met Senior Zhao and thanks the senior for protecting me."
Zhao Yongcai waved his hand and said: "It's a trivial matter. Even if I don't take action, others will remove the obstacles for the young master and others."
Xiao Yifeng raised his eyebrows and said, "No matter what, I still want to thank you, senior. I wonder why senior is here?"
Zhao Yongcai sighed: "I am a member of the guardians of the human race in the wilderness, and I protect the human race in secret."
"Originally, I wanted to wait for you to enter the Ten Thousand Demon Realm before contacting you, but now I am forced to advance it."
Xiao Yifeng's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you the ones who have been fighting against the demon clan these days?"
Zhao Yongcai nodded and said: "Exactly. Unfortunately, we are still a little weak after all, but we have gradually mobilized manpower."
