Sacrifice

Although He Lingfeng decided to break the blood contract between himself and Teng Xiaohong, the blood contract cannot be solved easily.

When he first formed a contract with Teng Xiaohong, it was inexplicable, as if he got the seed, was bitten, his eyes went dark, and when he woke up, the contract was formed ==

When He Lingfeng talked about the process, Ke Han's forehead twitched. If he didn't know that he couldn't beat He Lingfeng, he really wanted to hit him with a sword.

"That is to say, you have no idea how you formed a bond with this spirit vine?" Ke Han was impatient, trying to get He Lingfeng to recall some details, "Then why did you pick up the seeds of the spirit vine at that time? Do you feel any more? Can you communicate with this spirit vine?"

Qingque opened her mouth wide, looked at Ke Han with burning eyes, and whispered to He Lingfeng, "I suddenly discovered that this big villain knows a lot."

He Lingfeng nodded emotionally, "Yes, yes, he still has merits!"

"..." Ke Han clenched his fists and told himself that the flying sword was broken and he would never take out the third flying sword at the bottom of the box to beat these two bastards! !

He Lingfeng tilted his head and thought for a while, "Well, the reason why I picked up Xiaohong's seeds at the beginning is because Xiaohong's seeds are blood-red and blood-red, and they are too conspicuous in a bag of brown pine nuts!"

"Blood-red seeds?" Ke Han frowned after hearing this, blood-red?Why doesn't it sound like a good thing?

"After waking up from the bond, my blood essence and cultivation were extremely weak, and I even had to sit cross-legged for three days before recovering." He Lingfeng tried hard to recall, "As for communication... Although Xiaohong can't speak, I can understand it If it wants to say something, it can also let me understand."

"That is to say, the mind is connected?" Ke Han pondered for a moment, and then said, "From what you said, it can be seen that you didn't use any magic when you formed the contract, right?"

"Well, I just took a bite."

"And it was the spirit vine that unilaterally forced you to form a bond." Ke Han licked his lips, hiding the darkness in his eyes. The spirit vine that can force monks to form a bond... Hehe, it's not an ordinary spiritual pet!

"If the spirit vine is voluntary, then you will face a trouble if you want to break the contract." Ke Han suppressed the eagerness in his heart, "What if your spirit pet is not willing to break the contract with you?"

He Lingfeng was taken aback.

"It doesn't want to, but if you want to break the contract, if you freeze at that time, you will be unlucky."

Upon hearing this, Qing Que asked quickly, "What will happen?"

Ke Han shrugged, "I don't know. After all, monks now use spells to make contracts when collecting spiritual pets. There are very few people who automatically form contracts like him."

He Lingfeng silently looked at Teng Xiaohong in the flower pot, and then said slowly, "I believe it will understand me."

Teng Xiaohong woke up from her deep sleep.

Upon waking up, a burst of miscellaneous memories rushed back to the main body like swallows throwing themselves into the forest. It was the memory of the cane it put on its little master.

It's just that before it could examine it carefully, a heart-piercing pain came from inside the body, the pain was too strong, too deep-rooted, it was obviously impossible for the pain to occur, but it suddenly broke out at this moment.

It screamed involuntarily, its whole body trembled, trembled, and bent. The strong spiritual power was rampaging in its body, and its body suddenly swelled, as if it wanted to destroy everything.

It seems that something is gradually breaking, and the connection between it and the little master is slowly weakening, it, it will not feel the little master anymore! !

This is impossible!

It tried hard to wake itself up, struggling to find its little master, only when the little master died, the blood contract would end, and the backlash would appear, it didn't believe that the little master was dead, how could it let the little master die, It's going to find him! !

Immediately, a warm embrace hugged it tightly, which was the smell it was familiar with.

With a touch of sandalwood in the arms, it is so intoxicating and gentle that it makes people cry.

It stopped writhing and struggling.

It turned out that the little master broke the blood contract...

But why?

Why break the contract?

Did Xiaohong do something wrong?

Why did you abandon Xiaohong?

"Heh..." He Lingfeng felt Teng Xiaohong's questioning, and didn't answer, but just hugged the vine tightly in his arms.

At this time, the red vine was no longer as petite and cute as it was in the flower pot just now. It seemed to be stimulated by pain, and the vine stretched out completely. The stem is flexible and unexpectedly sharp, and each slender leaf on the stem is like a sword blade, with serrations and terrifying sharpness.

Such a terrifying monster was held in his arms, coupled with the previous twist, all the clothes on his body were twisted into pieces by those leaves, and his skin was clinging to the barbed vines, He Lingfeng shivered involuntarily For a moment, the brows were slightly wrinkled, and then relaxed again.

——Thinking that this is the little vine that he raised since he was a child, He Lingfeng couldn't help feeling pity in his heart.

It accompanied him through the first days of loneliness and confusion, and witnessed his most helpless and sad appearance. He didn't know how to survive those nights when he missed his loved ones every day without its company.

It is precisely because of it that he cheers up again, recites the scriptures tirelessly, listens to the lectures of Buddhism steadily, and practices quietly in that small, secluded and uninhabited courtyard.

Leaving her own world, losing all her relatives, having a bleak future, living alone in the depths of the Tallinn, and seeing graves everywhere, He Lingfeng has never shown this kind of fear and fear in front of anyone.

No one will help him, no one will accommodate him, no one will care about him, no one will care about him.

Except Xiaohong.

He closed his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body was constantly surging. Ever since he formed a bond with Teng Xiaohong, there would be a thin red thread in the sea of ​​energy in his body, which was the proof of Xiaohong's bond with Teng Xiaohong.

Once the red thread was broken, there would be no more contract between them.

But even if there is no contract, He Lingfeng doesn't think that the bond between him and Xiaohong will disappear.

On the contrary, he will never drag Teng Xiaohong down again.

Master Fajing once said frankly that this spirit vine has extraordinary roots, if it can be untied, it will surely soar into the sky, and the road can be expected.

And the facts also proved that Teng Xiaohong had already arrived at the foundation building, and it was only because of him that he was delayed. Since this is the case, he just took this opportunity to release the contract.

The long and thick red rattan strangled He Lingfeng tightly, leaving red marks on his body, but the barbs were always retracted, for fear of hurting He Lingfeng, it endured a lot of pain. Kexin is even more uncomfortable.

Xiaohong don't leave the master! !

- It's okay, I won't leave you.

He Lingfeng comforted Teng Xiaohong over and over again with his spiritual thoughts, his tone was extremely sincere, this is the child he raised, of course he felt distressed, how could he throw it away?

Maybe his comforting had an effect, Teng Xiaohong's resistance gradually weakened, it 'stared' at He Lingfeng firmly, and spoke abruptly.

"You won't leave me?"

He Lingfeng looked at the tumbling rattan in his arms in amazement, was Xiaohong talking just now?Could Xiaohong be able to speak?

"Little Red?"

"You won't leave me?"

A smile overflowed from the corner of He Lingfeng's mouth, and in the next second, a mouthful of blood was spit out, with a faint gold thread sandwiched between it, and his face was ashen as paper.

He smiled, "Well, no."

The red thin line finally shattered and gradually turned into nothingness.

In the next second, a huge rattan shot up into the sky, and strong fluctuations in spiritual power oscillated. He Lingfeng's eyes went dark, and Teng Xiaohong's compulsory contract with him was violently broken by him, and the spiritual veins in his body suffered a strong backlash , and his cultivation even dropped to the eighth level of Qi Refining.

But it was not time for him to let go, he took out five six-level stones from the package with great difficulty and put them in the flowerpot, and then took out the spiritual grass that he had collected before that could help the spiritual pet to advance, and then his eyes flashed Hei, I don't know anything.

"This, is this really the termination of the contract?" Qing Que stared blankly at the scene in front of her, trembling all over.

Huge and thick red vines surged continuously, seemingly endlessly, tightly entwined on the little monk's body, some even penetrated into the little monk's meridians, she could even see the blood being sucked away from the little monk's body along the vines! !

Gradually, the barbed vines bound the little monk's whole body, and he couldn't even see his head. Only one weak hand fell outside, his complexion was gray, as if he was about to die.

Xu Shi noticed her gaze, the vine rolled over again, countless tentacles erupted, and wrapped up that one in the blink of an eye, and now he couldn't see anything! !

Qingque pulled out her two swords worriedly, "Little monk...will you be all right?"

"Sure enough..." Ke Han sighed, "When I heard him say that the vine seeds are blood-red, I guessed that maybe the vines are evil things. Now it seems..."

Qingque clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, "Then what should we do?"

Ke Han said in a bitter tone, "I don't know. If we stop him, we will be trapped here. If we don't stop him, maybe he will be sucked to death by that vine."

Qingque was taken aback.

"Didn't you feel it? The breath of that disciple of Wuyin Temple has become weaker and weaker."

Ke Han suppressed a smile on the corner of his lips, "Do you want to make a move? If you continue to hesitate, you may never have another chance."

Qingque slowly raised the long sword in her hand, the bright sword light pointed straight at the rolling vines, her white teeth clenched her lower lip, her face full of confusion.

After a while, she raised her head abruptly, just when Ke Han thought she was going to make a move, Qing Que suddenly smiled, "Forget it, this is the little monk's choice, we can only trust him."

"Are you sure? If you die here because of this, don't you regret it?"

Qingque's smile was extremely bright, like Qingluan above the nine heavens, arrogant and outrageous, "I choose to believe in him, if I die here because of this, it is because of me and has nothing to do with him."

Ke Han was stunned, he looked at Qing Que carefully, the delicate and immature face exuded an unbelievable brilliance, he lowered his eyes involuntarily, but his heart suddenly became dark and bitter.

——In front of her, it turned out that he was so dirty.

Plop, plop, plop, plop...

Something seemed to wake up.

The spiritual power suddenly turned into a huge vortex, Qing Que and Ke Han retreated again and again, involuntarily using the spiritual power to protect the body, but they didn't want the spiritual power of the body to be sucked away.

They could only cover their eyes with their arms, and then looked over carefully.

"Ah!" Qing Que looked at the large group of twisted vines in surprise, the skin around the vines became more and more brilliant, and the red was shocking.

Then it seemed as if something exploded, Qing Que felt a sudden hard hit on her back, looked back hastily, and saw that Ke Han pushed her away, blocking the huge vines that suddenly hit her! !

At the same time, a clear cracking sound sounded in everyone's mind, and the surrounding mirrors slowly peeled off, like mottled walls crumbling and collapsing, the entire space trembled, and the spiritual power was surging.

Qing Que held on and let out the sword light, rolling up Ke Han who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. In the next second, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and he was unconscious again.