Heart Survey

Chapter 778 Horror Stories

When Fang Heling threw the person in his hand into the open space, the horror story opened the next chapter.

"Is it all here?" Yanzi asked Liang Jiu.

The poor Qingyunting disciple thought back and forth before saying, "There are a few corpses that are really unrecognizable, and the ones that are recognized are all here."

He dared not make a single mistake, dare not say half a cent wrong.

"Oh, poor little girl." Yanzi touched his face: "You don't need to be so nervous, and my sister won't hurt you."

"I'm not nervous, I'm nervous."

Liang Jiu's trembling voice was obviously not convincing, but Yanzi didn't pursue it either.

She just turned to look at the wicked demon: "What are you still doing? You don't care about your own affairs, and you are still waiting for my mother to feed you?"

Zheng Fei was not angry at this bad attitude.

Instead, he just smiled and said very politely, "Thank you for your hard work."

Li Shou also followed: "Thank you!"

Zheng Fei changed from squatting to standing, standing up like a mountain of meat.

He took a step forward, strode to the front of the open space, reached into his belt, and grabbed a square cauldron!
With the promotion of the Momen storage box, the storage belt has become a relatively old object, and it is rarely used now, and the number of surviving is also very rare.

But compared to this storage belt, this Fang Ding's breath is more ancient.

It was taken out of the storage belt, but it seemed to be picked up from some dark warehouse, full of dust and ancient stories that no one heard.

Makes people subconsciously want to sneeze.

Boom!
The tripod fell, hitting the ground heavily.The mountain range responded with a long, muffled sound.

It is more than one zhang high, and the length and width are equal, all of which are about one zhang.Four feet, two ears, square and neat, very symmetrical.

The body of the tripod is inscribed with Yang script, and the characters are very close to Taoist script. Although it cannot directly reach its meaning, it is not difficult to recognize.But the words are obscure, and it is vaguely an ancient prayer. (This yang script is not the Yang Kingdom script, it refers to the protruding script on the tripod)

Zheng Fei didn't speak, just picked up a corpse on the ground and threw it into the big tripod.

The tripod was not unfathomable, but an adult who was definitely not skinny threw it in, and there was no sound at all.

It's just the position of the tripod, and a bloody flame suddenly rises!
The cultivators Feng and Chi gathered together, and their fear instantly rose to the top.

These human demons... seem to want to cook people for food!

"Fight with them...!"

Halfway through the shouting, it was cut off, and the flesh-cutting demon grabbed the man by the neck and threw him into the cauldron.

The whole process is very natural.

"Whoever resists will die first." He said indifferently.

Swallow stretched out his hands and pressed down.

Her hands were not bloody, but beautiful, slender and slender, white and rosy.

"What did I say at the beginning? I asked you to help me with something, right?"

She faced the monks Feng and Chi who were present. A mask without facial features couldn't show her expression, but her body, her voice, and her aura all showed indifference.

"Now, I might as well tell you what this matter is. Do you know? You have a treasure in Qingyunting, a very big treasure!"

She turned around and touched Liang Jiu's face: "Of course, I'm not talking about my little Jiu."

Liang Jiu was like a clay puppet, motionless and silent.

He always thought that he was no worse than Chi Yue, and he was much stronger than Feng Ming.Only because it does not belong to the Feng and Chi veins, it is not supported by the sect and cannot get the best resources.The lifelong hopeless suzerain, the best future, is the position of a foreign surname Zong Shou.

He was unwilling, unconvinced, hated for this unfair world, and he had been depressed for a long time.So when Feng Yue was wagging his tail and begging for pity, he deliberately asked Feng Ming.

If the Feng and Chi surnames found by Feng Yue are going to have an accident, let his son Feng Ming have an accident together.If he can escape, let Feng Ming live together.He just wanted to let someone like Feng Ming who was born with a good life feel and experience "fairness"!
But after seeing with his own eyes that these people are cooking people with cauldrons, he doesn't know if he would say that if he did it all over again!
At least at this moment, he didn't want to stand behind this witch.

Yanzi looked around, and withdrew her gaze somewhat boringly.

Obviously, no one present was in the mood to pay attention to her teasing.

She then continued: "What I want is the blood of balance in your body!"

"You don't need to know what it is. You just need to know that it is a means left by a certain force in the modern era. In the past few years, it has kept your two veins in a relative balance. It controls It affects your future and, to a certain extent, also affects your destiny.”

"In your body, it is so mediocre! But for them!" Yanzi pointed to Zheng Fei and Li Shou: "It will play a vital role."

"Unfortunately, this method has been lost. The blood of balance is only available in your Qingyun Pavilion."

Yan Ziyu said with regret: "So we have to come and hurt you. Although I am very unwilling to make my little nine sad!"

It was obvious that she only met Liang Jiu today, but she seemed to have already invested deeply in her feelings, and her emotions were very sincere.

Jiang Wang, who was hiding aside, was secretly shocked.

He had guessed earlier that the reason why Qingyun Tingfeng and Chi veins have been able to maintain a relative balance.There just hasn't been enough clues.

Judging from what the female devil said at this time, it should be that some kind of secret technique was left in the Genting Asgard era, which allowed the monks of Feng and Chi to flow the blood of balance in their bodies, which to some extent guaranteed them to have a certain amount of blood. The strength of the people, but also make corresponding restrictions, so that this balance can continue.

Jiang Wang didn't know what effect this "balanced blood" could have on Zheng Fei and Li Shou.But only speculating from the literal meaning...

Li Shou's supernatural ability to injure the enemy by self-mutilation, and Zheng Fei's supernatural ability to retaliate against his opponent when he is injured, once it can be comprehensively balanced through this so-called "balanced blood"... Isn't it impossible to solve it?

Anyone who becomes their opponent, you hurt them, you will die, they hurt themselves, you will die.

Besides meeting and running away, what other options are there?

Jiang Wang couldn't think of any solution for a while!
"But, I only need two drops." Yanzi continued, and her tone was a little excited like a little girl: "So maybe you don't have to die too much."

"This tripod is very useful, and we got it at a great price. It can help us achieve our goals."

"I don't know how many people are needed to boil two drops of balanced blood. They may need to boil ten people, or they may only boil two people."

"We're very reasonable. Let's start with the corpse first, don't we? If the corpse is cooked and the blood of balance is there, there's no need to cook the still alive! Isn't it all fun?"

"But if anyone wants to run away, it's going to cause us trouble. I'm sorry, I'm going to die now!"

"Yes! We are very reasonable!" Li Shou echoed.

"But then again." Yanzi spread out his hands, looking helpless: "If the corpse is not enough to cook, we can only slowly add people in. Can you understand? Then it will see who is unlucky, Can you say it?"

Among the silent cultivators Feng Chi, even Feng Ming, who couldn't move, closed his mouth.

No one wants to be the one who dies first, and everyone wants to be the one who can live to the back.

Several people's fists clenched and tightened, but finally loosened.

It is useless, resistance is useless.

From the beginning to the present, the demons have repeatedly emphasized this fact with their strength.

So no one resisted.

"Don't speak, it's the default."

Yanzi clapped his hands: "Go on!"

(End of this chapter)