Build a family of immortality from the blood slaves of the Demon Sect

"However, the sect's rules came first, and the old Demon of Blood Flag did not dare to disobey the sect leader, so he decided to capture thirty-six people in the name of defecting."

"Ultimately, the accusation of defection was just made up out of thin air."

When Meng Jingyang said this, he smiled proudly: "But the plan of the old devil with the blood flag came to nothing in the end."

Ye Yunqi felt extremely proud after hearing Meng Jingyang's tone. The corners of his eyes raised slightly, but his eyes fell on him, as if waiting for him to ask questions.

"Is that your handiwork?" Ye Yunqi asked as a compliment.

"No." Meng Jingyang shook his head slightly, then nodded to himself, "It's not me, it's us."

"you?"

"That's right, it's us. Our power may be far beyond your imagination. The Blood Flag Old Demon, the Ghost Infant Old Demon, and even the mysterious Great Elder or the Sect Master all have our people!"

When Meng Jingyang said this, his eyes were focused and alert, with a bit of confidence and expectation in his expression, as if he was looking forward to his life after successfully escaping.

"So, does your organization have a name?"

Meng Jingyang nodded: "At first, we were just two or three friends and didn't have any names. Later, as the number of people gradually increased, we all had names."

"It's called Firefly."

"If Junior Brother Ye is interested, I will introduce you to our Firefly organization. Let's run towards a bright future together!"

At this time, Ye Yunqi had only one feeling, and that was that he had no idea.

This is Meng Jingyang's purpose and the result of Ye Yunqi's choice.

If you want to live a long time, you can't do things behind closed doors. Otherwise, when an accident comes, you won't have time to prepare or escape.

If you want to expand your sources of information, you have to have contacts with people.

It's easier to get along with a group of people who are on the right path than to get along with the devil, right?

I have to go take a look before talking about it.

So Ye Yunqi made up his mind and said loudly: "Thanks to Senior Brother Meng, I think highly of you. In that case, I will trouble you to introduce him to Senior Brother Meng."

"Okay, that's easy to say. From now on, we are truly brothers and sisters!" Meng Jingyang said as if he had seen the right person.

After the important matter was settled and they chatted for a few words, Ye Yunqi left.

Inside the house, the pale-faced concubine walked out of the house, sat down carelessly, and poured herself a cup of tea.

Meng Jingyang seemed to be used to it, and he took the teapot from the concubine's hand and added some for himself.

"Do you really trust your junior brother?"

Meng Jingyang said in an erratic tone: "Maybe, just like whether you Jiang Li can trust me."

Concubine Jiang Li stroked her abdomen with her right hand: "It's been like this, but you still think I can't trust you?"

"If you can trust it, why don't you let me take a look at that token?"

The corner of Jiang Li's mouth curled up, and he said quite complacently: "It's not that I won't give it to you, it's just that it's useless to show it to you."

Then he threw a Yinyu jade pendant lightly.

Jiang Li's attitude was casual, but Meng Jingyang's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly caught the Yinyu Jade Pendant: "Why are you throwing it around so casually?"

"It's a magic weapon after all, how can it be broken so easily?" Jiang Li chuckled, "It's just that only the blood of the Jiang family can activate this magic weapon. You can't see anything, so why bother to take a look? "

Meng Jingyang looked over and over, and tried to use spiritual energy to activate it, but as expected, there was no response like a stubborn stone. Meng Jingyang murmured: "The bloodline magic weapon is really mysterious. I still find it unbelievable to this day. You are really a relic of the Jiang family of Yan State..."

"Okay, just say a few words." Jiang Li looked out the door with some concern.

Meng Jingyang returned the jade pendant to Jiang Li and waved his hand to disperse the formation. Jiang Li, as usual, timidly retreated into the room.

Ye Yunqi strolled back home, constantly thinking about it, but there was too little information at the moment, and he couldn't come up with any clues even if he thought about it.

"No matter what, your own strength is the key." Ye Yunqi made up his mind to have more children and practice more!

On the other side, the sect’s meeting hall.

The sky above the Sect Master's position is empty, but everyone here knows that the Sect Master is watching here.

Below the position of the sect leader is the position of the great elder, but in the position is a handsome young man. The young man purses his lips and smiles, with a sunny look. He hardly looks like a member of the Demon Sect, but more like a decent genius.

There was only a shadow in the position of the second elder's ghost baby.

The third elder's blood flag looks much more ordinary, sitting on a chair.

Ordinary frowning, ordinary sulking.

Although Xue Qi and the seventh elders have different appearances, they all look like the standard elders of the Demon Sect of the Blood Spirit Sect.

His whole body was full of blood, and he looked somewhat sinister.

Elder Xueqi's hoarse voice sounded in the hall.

"Sir, I am not doubting your foresight. I am just a villain who has short-sighted eyes. The mortals and unqualified monks who were previously robbed will be thrown directly into the blood pool. Since the master decided to bring them into the sect, they will be charged regular fees. Although the support is a lot less, it is better than having it every month, so we don’t care.”

"It's just that now they say that childbirth is exempt from support. Our cultivation needs are really not met."

"This child will have to wait six years for his spiritual root to be tested. If he wants to raise the child to a strong vitality, it will take a full sixteen years!"

The dissatisfaction of Elder Xueqi is what many people have in mind.

Without the support of others, no matter how aggrieved Elder Xueqi was before, he would not dare to raise any opinions alone.

Especially when there is something hidden in my heart: Who are we? Demon cultivator! The demon cultivators are afraid that there will not be enough people for them, so they will burn, kill, and loot! They always say that no one is in their own territory, so isn’t there still a righteous territory? Go grab it! It’s so hard to raise people by yourself. Why don’t we learn from the old ways and plant spiritual fields in the mountains? Then what kind of demons are there to cultivate? Forget it!

However, Elder Xueqi only dared to say a few words in his heart.

If I really tell you, I'm afraid I won't think that my life will be long.

After Elder Xueqi finished speaking, four elders, four, five, six and seven, responded in unison.

The fourth elder said: "Yes, I was refining a furnace of blood elixirs, but I still lacked some blood. I thought it would be just right to collect it as a gift, but when I started to refine it, I opened the offering and found that half of the blood was missing. ! It turns out that half of the disciples have children and are exempted from supporting them."

"So all my hard work has been wasted."

The fifth elder also said: "Yes, yes. After sixteen years, my end is approaching, and I'm afraid there will be no hope of breakthrough!"

The Sixth Elder and the Seventh Elder also seemed to have their own difficulties.

Guiying didn't speak to support or oppose, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

A clear young man's voice sounded: "I tell you, if you have the ability, don't worry about the sect."

"You want blood? It's easy! Go grab it or steal it! They are all in the devil's way, what is their ability if they can only eat what's in their nest?"

Everyone looked around and saw the sunny boy talking with a smile.

Blood Spirit Sect, Great Elder.