By this time, He Ping'an no longer had many doubts in his mind.
The Blood Demon Taoist Master has already told him everything he can tell him.
The Blood Demon Dao Master doesn't want to tell the rest, and it's hard for him to ask.
As for the elixir made from the souls of the Heroic Soul Valley, it was not difficult for the Blood Demon Taoist to manipulate Shi Zhen into the Palace of Eternal Life and arrange for the elixir to fall into the hands of He Ping'an.
Thinking of this, he focused his eyes and looked at the Blood Demon Taoist Master.
Trying to capture this strand of his blood to see if it can search for the soul.
Seeing He Pingan looking over, the Blood Demon Dao Master felt something in his heart, and a buzzing voice sounded: "He Pingan, I give up in this battle!"
"Next game, I'll be waiting for you in the Demon Realm!"
While speaking, the bloody figure suddenly shrank, and the huge body suddenly turned into a drop of blood as bright as red agate, and then suddenly began to expand crazily from the inside out, and the endless power suddenly spread outward like a violent storm.
The self-destruction power of the Blood Demon Mark is equivalent to a full-strength strike from a transcendent monk.
"Boom!"
The internal world of the broken little cauldron was like experiencing the end of the world. The bloody light completely covered the entire world of the small cauldron and continuously washed away it.
In just one breath, Xiaoding's world has been washed back and forth dozens of times by the bloody figure's self-destruction power.
The body of the broken little cauldron was also shaken by the shock, especially the broken corner, which seemed to be showing signs of being exploded.
He Ping'an's face darkened. The Blood Demon Taoist Master was already gone and wanted to create some trouble for himself.
The whole body's mana swirled, blocking the power that rushed in front of him, and then the endless mana flowed into the small cauldron, helping the broken small cauldron to stabilize the body.
It was not until dozens of breaths passed that the Broken Little Cauldron finally suppressed all the power of self-destruction, and then slowly released it outside the small cauldron.
At this time, looking inside the broken little cauldron, everything stored inside was completely wiped out by the power of the explosion, and a trace of luck flashed in my heart.
Fortunately, I had the foresight to know that Xiao Ding often had to suppress some powerful opponents. All valuable items were either stored in his dantian or in a storage ring.
Glancing at the long-disappeared figure of Hong Xifei, He Pingan took out several beautifully illustrated books from his arms, caressed them gently for a moment, and then put them into his arms again.
As long as nothing happens to these treasures, everything will be fine.
Although you can only watch it, and you can’t give the left and right hands a chance to show off, but it’s great to have an eye addiction once in a while...
...
An hour later, He Pingan returned to Xiancao Hall with Hong Xifei and Shi Zhen.
After doing some processing on the site where several people fought, He Pingan fled towards Xuanyang City.
Although Hong Xifei left first, He Pingan caught up with the two of them in just a moment, and simply took them back together.
Back at Xiancao Hall, Hong Xifei had just settled Shi Zhen down when she was called to her room by He Pingan.
"Do you know you're wrong?"
He Pingan's face darkened, he looked at Hong Xifei and asked.
"Sir, Xi Fei knows that she was wrong..."
As soon as Hong Xifei entered the room, she knelt down, her eyes were red, and she cried so hard that her crystal tears fell down one by one like gems.
Good guy, use this trick as soon as you arrive. How can you ask questions that hit your soul?
Thinking of this, He Ping'an looked gloomy and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Everything is wrong with Xi Fei!"
Hong Xifei sobbed, gently wiping away a trace of tears from the corner of her eyes with her snow-white catkins, and slightly pulled open the collar on her chest without leaving a trace.
In an instant, a deep ravine suddenly caught He Pingan's eyes.
The focus of He Pingan's gaze suddenly shifted, looking into the haunting abyss.
But at this time, he forgot that wise saying.
When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you.
Just after taking a breath, he met Hong Xifei's eyes that were about to refuse, and immediately his face turned red and he looked away.
Hong Xifei was secretly happy, it was like this, the young master probably wouldn't blame herself.
But He Ping'an quickly adjusted his state, returning to one code after another. We will talk about the abyss later.
He continued to ask seriously: "Xi Fei, your answer is very perfunctory!"
"You still don't know where you went wrong?"
"ah......"
Hong Xifei looked at He Ping'an blankly. She didn't expect that the young master still held on to him, so she could only reply timidly: "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have taken Shi Zhen in, which caused such a big trouble."
Unexpectedly, He Pingan sneered and continued to ask: "What else?"
"Ah, there's more?"
Hong Xifei's face was stunned, as if she noticed something. Isn't this the tone that girls usually use when they lose their temper and act coquettishly?
Did Young Master use it on me?
She moved a little closer to He Ping'an and asked obediently: "Master, Xi Fei really doesn't know anymore. Please make it clear."
No matter what you say, I don't know where else you are wrong.
He Ping'an smiled secretly in his heart and was about to continue asking questions in order to win the battle for the majority of his male compatriots.
At this moment, the fragrance blew in front of him, and his mouth was blocked by a moist lip. At the same time, a dexterous little snake slipped into his lips, but it was slightly jerky during the sliding.
As her lips were blocked, a hot and soft body fell into her arms.
this......
I couldn't figure out what He Pingan said next.
My male compatriots, it’s not that we don’t work hard, it’s just that the enemy is too cunning...
...
In the Longevity Palace, green smoke curls up and spiritual mist fills the air.
Emperor Jiaming was lying on the soft floor, closing his eyes to rest.
At this moment, there was a sound of stumbling footsteps outside the door.
It's Huang Daban.
Emperor Jiaming frowned, sat up straight, and asked: "Daban, what's the matter, are you so panicked?"
"Your Majesty, great victory, great joy!"
Huang Daban's face turned red and he spoke intermittently, feeling a little out of breath with excitement.
"My companion, don't be impatient, speak slowly."
Emperor Jiaming frowned and didn't take Huang Daban's words seriously.
In the past, good news often came from the border, but in the end, after his confirmation, it was just a small incident.
After killing dozens of enemy soldiers, he dared to falsely report that he had killed thousands of enemy soldiers. For this matter, Emperor Jiaming also punished several generals who falsely reported their numbers.
But later, as his mentality changed and he became obsessed with alchemy, he turned a blind eye to these things.
We even learned from the Dragon Guard that there was a general in Southern Xinjiang who, in order to falsely claim military merit, even beheaded thousands of innocent people in Southern Xinjiang and used them as the heads of enemy troops.
Regarding this kind of thing, Emperor Jiaming actually had a clear mind, but he was too lazy to care about it and would neither reward nor punish.
"Your Majesty, what a great victory!"
Huang Daban circulated his true energy to smooth out the breath in his body, and then said: "Zhenbei Gong sent a message that the Beimang wizard Zhu Qing was killed by the Dragon Riding Martial Saint, and five thousand wolf riders died at the same time."
"What?"
