My Majesty, I wish you a long life without bounds!

Feng W Lang raised his eyebrows and scanned his surroundings, still looking for the resentful soul devoured by demons, hooked the corners of his lips, clapped his hands and said, "Let Feng Xiaoye clean up you today〇"

After finishing speaking, he followed the formula that Zeng Shuiyun told him and began to cast spells. Fortunately, under Zeng Shuiyun's devilish teaching, Feng fflang practiced spells very quickly, but this time what Feng fflang wanted to cast was mana reaching level nine. The spiritual devouring flame cultivated, this kind of spell can breed flames in the palm of the hand after practice, and this flame is different from the flames of the six realms.

The flames of the six realms can burn anything, but the flames of devouring souls can only devour the resentful souls. It is for this reason that few monsters choose to waste time cultivating the flames of devouring souls. Zeng Shuiyun almost disappeared, and Zeng Shuiyun also got the practice scroll of Soul Devouring Flame almost by accident, and it happened that Zeng Shuiyun was very free at that time, so he practiced Soul Devouring Flame based on the principle of not overwhelming himself with his skills.

Soon Feng Xiaolang conjured a pink and cute miniature flame in the palm of his hand, Feng Xiaolang blinked his eyes to see the flame in his palm, looked sideways at Zeng Shuiyun and said, "Master, eat the spirit!" Is this the color of Zhiyan?" When he heard the name, Feng fflang felt that this flame must be domineering, either red or purple, but now he saw a small pink flame, and he was thinking about the color of this small flame. Not to fight fires.

Zeng Shuiyun rolled his eyes at the resentful soul that was approaching them constantly, sneered, looked down at the little flame in Feng Xiaolang's hand, rubbed Feng Xiaolang's head and said, "That's what the spirit devouring flame looks like. It is a child who can be taught, and in the future, it will not take so long to practice spells, and practice as soon as you learn, and use as soon as you practice, so the effect will be better."

Feng fflang twitched the corner of his mouth, stared at the resentful soul that was about to move beside him, raised his hand and pushed the spirit-devouring flame out, and only when the spirit-devouring flame flew away from Feng fflang's palm, Feng Xiaolang realized The power of the Devouring Flame is really great.

The closer the Liling Flame is to the resentful soul, the bigger the flame and the darker its color. When the Liling Flame touches the resentful soul, the Devouring Flame has become equal in volume to the resentful soul, and its color is fierce red After touching the resentful soul, the black smoke-like resentful soul instantly turned into a puddle of black water, and the soul-devouring flame quietly burned above the resentful soul.

Feng fflang blinked his eyes. He didn't guess the beginning or the end. He originally thought that the soul-devouring flame hit the soul of resentment so domineeringly. The disappearance of the fire is roughly the same, but I didn't expect that Jingran turned the soul of resentment into a pool of black water, and I silently burned on it, exhausting the pool of black water, but after thinking about it, the flame of devouring souls is not as good as it is after all. The black fire of the upper six realms.

However, although the Soul Devouring Flame is not as overbearing as the Black Fire of the Six Realms, it is equally effective, and it still excited Feng Xiaolang. However, after Feng Xiaolang successfully eliminated a resentful soul, he scattered the resentful souls devouring Yao Mo in other places. They slowly attacked Feng Xiaolang from all directions.

Feng Xiaolang looked at the more and more resentful souls around him, and said a little puzzled, "Shouldn't they run far away?"

Zeng Shuiyun suddenly raised the corners of his lips to Feng Xiaolang's ear, pointed to the small burning flame in the distance, and said with a smile, "My husband forgot to tell Madam just now, the soul of resentment is emitted after being burned by the soul-devouring flame. A scent, that scent is the favorite smell of resentful souls, but that kind of smell can only be smelled by resentful souls."

Feng Xiaolang frowned and asked, "Why?"

Zeng Shuiyun straightened up, stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at the resentful souls approaching all around with indifferent eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Because this makes it easier to kill them all!"

Feng Xiaolang's brows flashed, and he said with a smile, "Yes..." After saying that, he quickly conjured up the spirit-devouring flame in his palm. After the first trial, Feng Xiaolang cast the spell for the second time in only [-] hour. One-tenth of the time for the first time was completed. After the second Soul Devouring Flame was pushed out, the third and fourth ones also appeared one after another, without giving the resentful soul a chance to bite back. More proficient, faster and faster.

When Feng Xiaolang was fighting with the spirit of resentment, Feng Xiaolang didn't move at all, and Zeng Shuiyun also stood behind Feng Xiaolang with his hands behind his back all the time, standing behind Feng Xiaolang domineeringly, without making a move or making any moves.

There were not many souls of resentment that broke through the shackles from the big bronze door, but there were not many. It took Feng W Lang three hours to finally wipe out all the souls of resentment. Slightly pale, leaning back against Zeng Shuiyun's arms.

Feng Xiaolang turned his eyebrows and eyes, took out a small box from his arms unhurriedly, took out barbecue meat from it to replenish his spiritual power, and lowered his eyebrows and said, "Master, are you injured?" Feng Xiaolang didn't think so at first. Suspecting that Zeng Shuiyun was injured, but when his spiritual power was gradually exhausted, and Zeng Shuiyun still did not help, he suddenly wondered whether Zeng Shuiyun was injured. side assistance, but today is too abnormal.

Zeng Shuiyun lowered his head and kissed Feng Xiaolang's hair, but before he could speak, he heard Feng Xiaolang say vaguely, "Master, don't say that you are training me..." Because Zeng Shuiyun trained him on the premise that he No harm will be done.

Zeng Shuiyun sighed slightly, and said softly, "Yes."

Feng Xiaolang got up from Zeng Shuiyun's arms, turned around to look at Zeng Shuiyun, stuffed the barbecue in his hand into his mouth, and said, "When did you get hurt?"

Zeng Shuiyun watched Feng Xiaolang slowly eating the barbecue, and suddenly leaned in front of Feng Xiaolang, gently kissed Feng Xiaolang's pink lips at this time, then licked the corner of his own lips and said, "I'm casting magic power When transforming the black fire of the six realms, too much spiritual power was consumed and the body was injured, so I cannot cast mana for the time being."

Feng Xiaolang frowned slightly and looked at Zeng Shuiyun, but just as he was about to speak, he saw many monsters coming out of the surrounding shops one after another, most of them were injured, but they were not injured by resentment souls, but Crowded and collided with each other while fleeing

injury.

At this time, they came to thank Feng Xiaolang and Zeng Shuiyun. When they first saw Zeng Shuiyun and Feng Xiaolang, they saw the two of them suspended in mid-air, and they were all received by Yelan City and even the entire Liuye Treasure Box. After being sealed, all monsters cannot fly, but Feng Xiaolang and Zeng Shuiyun can fly. In their eyes, Feng Xiaolang and Zeng Shuiyun must have very high mana, or they must be gods and men beyond the limitations of the Liuye treasure box. And this time they saved their lives, so they worship Feng Xiaolang and Zeng Shuiyun even more.

Feng fflang twisted Zeng Shuiyun's stomach, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to settle accounts with you when I go back." Turning around to speak, Du Yanping hurried over with Ji Shao and some guards, so Feng Xiaolang He said, "We were specially invited by the city lord to eliminate the resentful souls in the big bronze gate. If you want to thank the city lord and his capable subordinates, go and thank the city lord and his capable subordinates." .

The reason why Feng Xiaolang ran so fast was that he was worried about Zeng Shuiyun's injury, and the second was that Yan Ping and Ji Shao were too slow to move the rescuers. It sounds very annoying, so this kind of troublesome matter is left to Yan Ping and Ji Shao to deal with.

Feng Xiaolang took Zeng Shuiyun back to the bedroom that Ye Yueying had prepared for them, and after returning to the room, Feng Xiaolang pulled Zeng Shuiyun to the side of the bed, let Zeng Shuiyun sit on the bed, stood in front of Zeng Shuiyun, frowning tightly , said, "How is the master's injury, do you need any special medicine, do you need help from your apprentice?"

Seeing Feng Xiaolang's anxious face, Zeng Shuiyun lifted the corners of his lips lightly, took Feng Xiaolang's hands in a good mood, hugged Feng Xiaolang in his arms, and said, "It's nothing serious to be a teacher, it's just spiritual power. The loss is too much, I need to recuperate for a few days, disciple, don’t be nervous." The loss of spiritual power can be large or small, if it is really consumed too much, it will cause the monster to suffer from serious internal injuries and die directly. It was also very rich, so it was only slightly injured and could not cast mana for a few days.

Feng Xiaolang looked at Zeng Shuiyun looking up at himself with lowered eyebrows, raised his hand and gently stroked Zeng Shuiyun's eyebrows, he knew that Zeng Shuiyun thought it was a superb medical skill when it came to healing injuries, and he knew that at this moment Zeng Shuiyun was not Will lie to him, sighed and said, "Master, don't lie to me in the future. My disciple was injured before, and the master would be worried and anxious. Now that the master is injured, the disciple will also be worried and anxious..."

Zeng Shuiyun held Feng Xiaolang's hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, and said, "It won't happen again, this is the first and last time." This was the first time he heard Feng Xiaolang sigh, and he didn't want to hear it Hearing the sound of Feng Xiaolang sighing, this was the first time he was injured after meeting Feng Xiaolang, but at the same time he swore that this was also the last time he was injured after meeting Feng Xiaolang. mood, so he will not get hurt, and will protect Xiao Lang from getting hurt...

Feng Xiaolang raised the corners of his lips and kissed Zeng Shuiyun's forehead. After knowing that Zeng Shuiyun was not seriously injured, he was relieved, his mood improved a lot, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

Zeng Shuiyun wrapped his hands around Feng Xiaolang's waist, and just about to speak, he found someone approaching here, not only raised his eyebrows, but there are people who spoil good things every year, especially today.