Living in the Bosom of the Demon Lord [Transmigration Book]

The narrow carriage is filled with tempting cold fragrance, a little teasing Lin Heng's nerves, and the semi-enclosed space makes the fragrance more unrestrained.

Lin Heng hid in the corner of the carriage, and couldn't help but glance at Yan Fengqing. He saw his face was ruddy, and the red mole at the end of his right eye was as bright as cinnabar, dazzling and hard to move away.

Suddenly, the two people's eyes met, and Lin Heng saw an unusual amorous feelings in Yan Fengqing's shining eyes...

"Cough cough cough..." Lin Heng choked on his own saliva.

The fragrance of Yan Fengqing's body is really indescribable, isn't this considered fishing law enforcement?

He quickly took out the white beads he got from Fu Jia, and put them directly under his tongue, the faint fragrance rose and rushed to his brain, driving away the heat irresistibly.

Lin Heng felt much better in an instant, and the eyes he looked at Yan Fengqing again became clear.

Yan Fengqing, who was lying in the middle of the carriage, suddenly got up, leaned against the wall of the carriage, and said quietly, "Don't you think this scent is disgusting?"

Lin Heng's heart trembled.

How should I answer at this time so as not to offend the future Demon Lord?

"It's...not disgusting." Lin Heng tried his best to organize his words.

"What is that?" Yan Fengqing looked over and stared into Lin Heng's eyes.

"It's just...not used to it." Lin Heng thought for a while and immediately added: "But it's not your fault, don't think too much, after you refine the blood sword, you can suppress the demon blood."

Yan Fengqing let out a low laugh: "I never thought it was my fault."

This laughter made people shudder, Lin Heng twisted his back uncomfortably: "It...it wasn't your fault in the first place, don't think too much about it."

"Whose fault is that?"

"This..." Lin Heng was speechless.

Could it be that it was the Yan family's fault?Yan Fengqing didn't know how to answer the specific situation.

Seeing Lin Heng's face turning pale and red, Yan Fengqing raised his lips in a wicked way: "Whose fault is it?"

"Then... it's still the Yan family's fault." Lin Heng raised his head tremblingly, afraid that he might make a wrong answer.

"Hehe." Yan Fengqing sneered twice, his hands hidden in his sleeves suddenly tightened, not only the Yan family but also many, many...

There was endless hatred in this laughter, Lin Heng shrank his neck.

Is it wrong?What is this man laughing at?Scary isn't it?

Lin Heng wanted to maintain his superficial calm even though the inside was turbulent. He tried his best to smile and said, "Brother, I believe you will definitely turn around."

"Why are you so afraid of me?" Yan Fengqing turned her head, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.

Lin Heng treated him with a flattering attitude from the very beginning, unlike those of Wan Jianzong who regarded him as a big brother, this kind of flattery implied fear.

"I..." Lin Heng lowered his head.

Can't answer, how to answer?

"It's not that I'm afraid..." The voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

"What is that?" Yan Fengqing pressed on every step, not giving Lin Heng any chance to breathe.

"Yes... I love you." Lin Heng's brain twitched, his mouth couldn't be controlled, and when he realized what he said, the hairs all over his body stood up in fright, and he quickly remedied: "It's respect, respect."

"Love me?" Yan Fengqing frowned slightly, he had never heard the word 'love' in his lifetime.

"Wait..." I need to explain, but I haven't organized the words yet.

Suddenly, the advancing carriage stopped, Lin Heng lost his balance, and suddenly threw himself into Yan Fengqing's arms.

The cold fragrance had disappeared, but the hotness continued to rise. Lin Heng instantly blushed from his face to his neck, and even the tips of his ears were so red that they were about to bleed.

It turns out that Yan Fengqing is not as cold as ice, he also has body temperature...

Looking up, I happened to see Yan Fengqing's slightly red neck, jaw like white porcelain, silky black hair hanging down his chest, and the hair was gently wrapped around Lin Heng's wrist.

"I'm sorry!" Lin Heng quickly stood up and apologized after reacting, but his body lost his center of gravity again and fell back. This time, he directly pressed on Yan Fengqing's chest, and his forehead hit the opponent's chin heavily.

On the contrary, Yan Fengqing didn't respond at all. He looked down at Lin Heng, and slowly said in a vague way, "You are afraid that I will die, and you are also afraid that I will be unhappy..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by someone outside.

The curtain was roughly lifted, and a Nascent Soul cultivator with a thin cheek and a goatee pointed at the people under Lin Heng and Yan Fengqing and said, "Put these two together first, and we will be doing the blood injection ceremony tomorrow." .”

After finishing speaking, two people got into the carriage, trying to pull Lin Heng and Yan Fengqing down.

Yan Fengqing's complexion was displeased, his brows were furrowed, his body stepped back, and a cold air slowly emerged from his palms.

Seeing this, Lin Heng immediately rushed forward and grabbed Yan Fengqing's hand: "Senior brother, you haven't refined the blood sword yet, and the evil spirit in your body has not disappeared, so you can't use your spiritual energy."

Immediately afterwards, Lin Heng helped Yan Fengqing up, avoiding the hands of the two, and said with a smile: "We will go down by ourselves."

The Nascent Soul cultivator standing under the carriage showed a disdainful smile: "It's good to be obedient, and then there will be less pain in the flesh."

Helping Yan Fengqing to get off the carriage, there was a magnificent mansion in front of them, and they were locked in one of the rooms.

This room was in the shade, and there was no lighting in the room. When the door was closed, the sight immediately became extremely dim, and a bed could barely be seen in front of it.

Seeing that the people outside the house had already left, Lin Heng whispered to Yan Fengqing: "Don't worry, senior brother. Chu Qi will go back to Wan Jianzong to rescue the soldiers. My father should be able to find us soon. You should take a rest first."

Suddenly remembering that Yan Fengqing should not be touched by others, Lin Heng quickly let go: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, how do you feel now?"

Lin Heng breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't smell the annoying cold fragrance.

"It's okay." Yan Fengqing became a little strange from the moment he entered this room, with ups and downs in his eyes, like a helpless boat sailing alone on the sea.

The storm is coming, and there is no shore to go to.

After a while, Yan Fengqing finally moved, pointed to the direction of the head of the bed and said, "There is a hidden compartment under that, and there are candles in it."

Lin Heng immediately ran over to search, and sure enough, he found a hidden compartment under the head of the bed. After opening it, he took out a handful of candles.

These candles are of different lengths and have burn marks, some of which are only as long as a finger.

"Brother, how do you know?" Lin Heng lowered his head and asked Yan Fengqing while lighting a candle with spells.

"Want to know?" Yan Fengqing looked at the head of the bed expressionlessly.

Unable to see Yan Fengqing's emotions, Lin Heng couldn't open his mouth, so he could only say sullenly: "Is it convenient to say, it's not convenient."

Yan Fengqing didn't speak, but walked slowly to the bedside and sat down.

Lin Heng found a seat at the end of the bed and sat down.

It seems that Yan Fengqing is inconvenient to say.

When I first came in, I heard people say that this is the Feng residence, but I heard the medicine cauldron from the Nascent Soul cultivator. After thinking about it, it must have something to do with the Yan family.

Glancing sideways at Yan Fengqing, he still looked cold, just like the first time we met, lifeless, like a puppet, an exquisite porcelain doll.

In the middle of the night, Lin Heng fell into a drowsy sleep when a faint voice came from his ear.

"I'm their most satisfying vessel."

"What?" Lin Heng opened his eyes, wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, turned his head and saw Yan Fengqing, who was putting his palm on the candle flame.

Orange flames danced in the white palm, and a wisp of black smoke ran out.

Yan Fengqing's eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyelids.

"I've been here for four years."

The cold voice sounded again, Lin Heng came back to his senses, subconsciously clutched his palm tightly, and then asked in a low voice: "Brother, don't you feel pain?"

"It used to hurt, but now I'm used to it." Yan Fengqing lowered his head, unable to see his expression, the flesh in his palm had already turned black.

"Okay, you have a tendency to abuse yourself, what can I do." Lin Heng muttered dissatisfied.

After Yan Fengqing made such a fuss, he couldn't fall asleep at all, and kept looking out the window until dawn.

Fortunately, Yan Fengqing didn't continue to torture himself, but just sat quietly on the bedside, as quiet as a portrait.

At dawn, the door was pushed open.

The middle-aged woman who came in stared at the two of them for a while, pointed at Lin Heng and said, "Take him first."

When Lin Heng was pulled out, he turned his head and glanced at Yan Fengqing, who was still so quiet and lifeless.

Regardless of whether Yan Fengqing saw it or not, Lin Heng mouthed silently: Don't worry.

It was snowing heavily outside, and the winter cold spread between the sky and the earth. Lin Heng, who was only wearing a robe, couldn't help shivering.

The place they were taken to seemed to be a cave. Several braziers were placed in the cave, and coals were burning in the basins, but the heat emitted was not enough to dispel the severe cold.

There is a huge iron cage directly in front of it, and there are seven or eight women in it. Without exception, their stomachs are all swollen. It is also worth noting that their arms are full of criss-crossing scars.

Compared with the fully dressed pregnant women, the treatment of the people in the iron cage on the right is even worse. There are men and women inside, and they are naked. Their white bodies are intertwined with each other. Their eyes are red, as if they are unconscious .

Lin Heng took a step back in shock.

If I remember correctly, this should not be the Hehuan Sect...

A person came towards him, the Nascent Soul cultivator who brought them back. He looked at Lin Heng impatiently and said, "Who told you to bring him here?"

"Manager Li..." The middle-aged woman quickly lowered her head and said submissively, "Didn't you say to bring the new blood first?"

"Take it to the young master's room first, the young master doesn't like the medicine cauldron." Manager Li said calmly.

"Yes." The others immediately nodded and bowed.

Turning around and walking out of the cave, Lin Heng secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He didn't even want to watch the large-scale gathering of the Hehuan Sect. It would be disgusting to have no feelings for such a thing.

Walking through the long corridor, I came to a secluded small courtyard, where the peonies were in full bloom. Although it was mid-winter, the formation in the courtyard could keep the delicate flowers blooming undefeated.

A maid came out of the room and stood neatly by the door, with her head lowered and her shoulders trembling unceasingly. She tried her best to cover it up, but she still couldn't hide her gaffe at this moment.

"Go in by yourself." Manager Li pushed Lin Heng.

Staggering, Lin Heng stumbled into the room.

As soon as he came in, the door behind him closed with a bang. The room was very dark without any light. After careful identification, it was found that only the places with windows were covered by black curtains.

The huge room looks like a coffin.

"Easy, light..." A sticky female voice came from ahead.

Lin Heng turned his gaze to the opposite direction from the source of the sound.

Not everyone is interested in live erotic palaces. Fortunately, the room is dark and only two vague silhouettes can be seen entangled on the bed.

Along with the woman's scream, came a man's low gasp, followed by the sound of cloth rubbing against each other.

After a long while, a white light lit up in the darkness, a huge fluorite was hanging at the head of the bed, and a black cloth was pulled down beside it.

A handsome man was half lying on the bed with his clothes pulled down to his chest. Although he had just had a good time, there was no expression on his face. This cold aura was inexplicably similar to Yan Fengqing.

"Come here." The man called out to Lin Heng.

Lin Heng blinked, looked around again, and was sure he was calling himself.

Bite the bullet and walk forward for a while, stopping in front of a pile of clothes.

Can't go any further, the smell is overwhelming!

The man felt that Lin Heng had stopped, he raised his eyes to take a look, raised one corner of his mouth, and said with an inexplicable smile: "This time, I picked a good guy."

"That..." Lin Heng hesitated how to speak: "Can you let me go?"

"Caught by that bastard Li Su?" The man smiled contemptuously.

"It was... caught." Lin Heng muttered.

They were not arrested by your people, they are not good people.

"Are you afraid of me?" The man smiled, there was no warmth in his eyes.

Lin Heng was stunned.

Fear does not exist, as long as the restriction in the body is touched, Lin Huai will find his position immediately, just... feels disgusting.

Remembering that Chu Qi said that the Yan family made their fortune by relying on the cauldron furnace, and seeing so many filthy things just now, he became more and more unfavorable to the Yan family.

"No...not afraid." Lin Heng lowered his head.

"You should be afraid of me." The man suddenly turned over from the bed and sat up, strode in front of Lin Heng.

"Oh, I'm afraid." Lin Heng hurried to remedy.

"Don't be afraid, anyway, if you don't become a medicine cauldron, you will die." The man clamped Lin Heng's chin, forcing him to look up at himself.

"How did the medicine cauldron come about?" Lin Heng asked the question that had been entrenched in his heart.

"By the way, if you treat it as a medicine cauldron, you will die." The man looked at Lin Heng with a smile like a psychopath.

"So... how did the medicine cauldron come about?" Lin Heng really wanted to know the answer, but he was unwilling to ask Yan Fengqing. He always felt that asking would be a kind of harm to Yan Fengqing.

"You're going to die, are you afraid?" The man stroked Lin Heng's jaw back and forth with his fingers, and suddenly came down to his chest, and poked hard at the position of the heart.

"Hmm... afraid." Lin Heng nodded, if the restraint in his body was not a passive skill, he would have summoned Lin Huai to pick him up a long time ago.

Who in this world is not afraid of death?

"Those who fail to transfuse blood will become a body that only knows how to have sex, and they will continue to have sex until they die." Although the man smiled, his eyes became colder and colder.

Lin Heng's heart trembled.

so scary?Then this Yan family is really out of business.

"Just... how can you let me go?" Lin Heng could see from the man's eyes that the other party didn't like the birth process of the medicine cauldron, so he tried to ask cautiously.

"Even if the blood injection is successful, you will become an existence worse than a cauldron. Every copulation is sucking your life." The man's eyes gradually became a little crazy, and his fingers moved from Lin Heng's chest to his collarbone.

"Then please let me go." Lin Heng didn't know what the man meant for a while, but the man in front asked him if he was afraid, probably because he wanted him to be afraid and beg for mercy?

"Do you know about demon blood? It will make you lose your mind and become a dog that only knows how to court." The man's fingers rubbed heavily against Lin Heng's collarbone, leaving bright red marks.

"Well... know a little bit about it." Lin Heng nodded again.

From Fu Jia, I know that the so-called medicinal blood is the essence blood of monsters when they are in estrus, and Yan Fengqing's body is full of this blood as a container, probably this blood is also the source of the cold fragrance on Yan Fengqing's body.

From Yan Fengqing's whole body limp when he had the attack, he could also tell that what the man in front of him said was true.

"Even if you die, your body will still be taken back and made into a container for storing demonic blood, and all of this demonic blood comes from that man." At this moment, the man's eyes changed from madness to hatred, and he unconsciously pinched his hand. Lin Heng's neck.

"Cough cough cough..." Lin Heng was so pinched that he couldn't breathe, he raised his hand to break the man's fingers.

The next second, the neck loosened, and the shackles were completely removed, and the breathing immediately became smoother. Before he had time to catch his breath, the man's face suddenly approached.

"Do you know that man?" There was endless disgust in the man's eyes.

"I just...don't know." Lin Heng rubbed his neck.

I'm afraid this man is not a lunatic. After talking for so long, I feel that he is not on the same line. This man has been talking to himself...

"That man is Yan Fengqing, the elder brother of Wan Jianzong, you don't know, hahahaha..." The man couldn't stop laughing until tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly, and the man's sinister voice came: "Don't look at his cold and calm appearance, once the demon blood flares up, he is also a bitch."

Lin Heng glanced at the man.

Now it can be confirmed that this person has something wrong, but he said about Yan Fengqing...

"He... is very strong." Lin Heng frowned.

The fact that Yan Fengqing would rather self-mutilate when he had an attack was not like what the man said, and Yan Fengqing suppressed and beat the golden pill of red silk, so the secret on his body was definitely not as big as the medicine cauldron.

"If it wasn't, if it wasn't..." The man suddenly lowered his head and muttered to himself: "If he could come out of the Valley of the Wind alive, he would have been a slut that was ridden by thousands of people. Such people should die."

The man cursed Yan Fengqing repeatedly, and in the next half hour, Lin Heng heard calluses growing in his ears.

Whether Yan Fengqing is sick or not is yet to be determined. This man must be sick. Isn't he tired after scolding for so long?

"Do you think he deserves to die?" The man turned his head and stared into Lin Heng's eyes and asked.

"Just..." I wanted to say no, but the man's eyes were really scary, Lin Heng immediately changed his words: "Yes."

"He shouldn't be alive. If he hadn't carried the demon blood, there wouldn't be today's medicine cauldron. He is the chief culprit." The man said angrily.

Lin Heng wanted to refute.

If Yan Fengqing hadn't carried the blood of the demon, he would definitely have become a walking corpse who only knew how to have sex, living worse than a pig or a dog.

But all of this is not what Yan Fengqing wanted. Human instinct is to survive, and it is the Yan family who are at fault!

"Have you ever thought that there might be something wrong with the way you convicted?" Lin Heng looked up at the man and said.

"He is the most disgusting man in the world, he is a bitch, he deserves to die." The man began to talk to himself again.

Lin Heng turned his head silently.

Can't communicate with mentally ill people.

While listening to the man's thoughts, his mind started to knot. After being woken up by Yan Fengqing last night, he hasn't slept all this time. He is really sleepy.

Another half an hour passed.

"Do you think that's the case?" The man suddenly raised his voice, frightened Lin Heng's eyelids that were slightly closed suddenly opened.

"Yes, yes." Lin Heng nodded quickly.

What the hell, killing people is nothing more than nodding, this person is here to carry out a mental attack.

"Yan Fengqing is a slut just like his mother, shameless!" The man scolded harder and harder, as if not enough to relieve his anger, he kicked over the incense burner next to him.

The incense burner was as tall as half a person, and fell to the ground with a "bang-boring—" and the incense ash inside flew all over the sky, choking Lin Heng's nose.

Lin Heng felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to knock out the thing in front of him that was even more annoying than the Zhiniao in midsummer.

Looking back at the door, it is impossible to run out. There is a restriction in the yard outside. The man in front of him is a Jindan cultivator, so he must not be able to beat him.

He suddenly felt a wave of frustration. If he had known earlier, he would not have gone out to find Chu Qi, a prodigal bastard. If he hadn't looked for this grandson, he wouldn't have been locked up in the underground palace by Hongxiao, and he wouldn't have come to this ghostly place with Yan Fengqing if he hadn't been locked up in the underground palace.

Come to think of it, all of this is Hong Hom's fault!

There seemed to be a small voice coming from the ear.

"This way, look over here."

Lin Heng thought there was something wrong with his ears, so he rubbed his ears, but he could still hear the sound.

"Look this way, right, right."

Realizing that someone was really calling him, Lin Heng turned his head in doubt, and there was a person squatting in the corner of the door, but the fluorite lighting range was limited, so he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly.

"Come here." The man beckoned.

Lin Heng turned his head and glanced at the man walking back and forth in the room, and then at the person in the corner, caught in a dilemma.

"Don't be afraid, he's like this when he's crazy, he won't notice what you're doing, come here quickly."

Hearing what the man in the corner said, Lin Heng moved hesitantly. After walking a few steps, he looked back. The man really didn't realize that he had left the place, and was still chattering about the medicine cauldron.

Lin Heng became more courageous and went straight to the corner.

"Why did you come to this place?" The person in the corner raised his head, and a beautiful face appeared in sight.

"Red silk?" Lin Heng was very surprised.

"It's me." Hongxiao grabbed Lin Heng's sleeve and pulled him down, squatting together: "Didn't your mistress come to save you? How did you get out of the underground palace?"

Seeing Lin Heng, Hongxiao was very happy.

She was arrested to this place three days ago. At first, she was just curious about what the medicine cauldron was, and then she was sent to Yan Qingheng.

This can be regarded as an additional gain. After all, Yan Qingheng is a Jindan cultivation base, or a rare fire spirit root, which is of great benefit to her cultivation base.

Hongxiao simply stayed here, trying her best to serve Yan Qingheng comfortably.

I didn't expect to see Lin Heng here today.

After listening to Hongxiao's words, Lin Heng suddenly thought of Yan Fengqing.

I don't know how he is now.

"So you're trapped here too?" Lin Heng turned his head and asked Hongxiao.

"I won't be trapped, I stayed here voluntarily." Hongxiao brushed the broken hair on her forehead, and looked at the man who was still mad in the room with disdain.

"Then...then how can I get out?" Lin Heng asked.

"Are you thirsty?" Hongxiao got up suddenly, went to the table and poured a cup of tea and drank it: "Every time I go to bed, I have to listen to this guy babbling and go crazy. My mouth feels dry when I hear it. I don't know where he drools so much, but he kills when he doesn't babble." "Drink?" Hong Xiao poured another cup of tea and handed it to Lin Heng.

Lin Heng took the tea and twitched the corner of his mouth: "What's wrong with this man?"

"Probably something went wrong when I was scared in the Qingfeng Valley." Hongxiao paused and said, "The Qingfeng Valley is not a good place either."

"What exactly is it?" Lin Heng asked.

"Probably similar to the place where the Yan family weeded out their offspring, the Yan family has a secret, do you want to know?" Hongxiao smiled mysteriously.

"What?" Lin Heng asked curiously.

"Come here." Hongxiao hooked her fingers.

Lin Heng approached according to his words, but Hongxiao stretched out his hand and hooked his neck, and the hot air sprayed from his ears: "You and your mistress let me have the last time."

Hongxiao knew that she couldn't beat Yan Fengqing, and with the restraint and twin formation in Lin Heng's body, she had given up the idea of ​​"eating" Lin Heng, but Yan Fengqing was so good-looking, Honghao felt itchy in her heart, if she could take this It's not bad for both of them to earn red accounts.

"This question... you may have to worry about your own life first." Lin Heng curled his lips.

Don't say that Hongxiao really wants to do something to Yan Fengqing, even if he didn't do anything, he has already become the target of eye-gouging by Yan Fengqing in the future.

"Cut~ stingy." Hongxiao rolled her eyes, thought for a while and said with a ambiguous smile: "Does it feel good to sleep with your mistress?"

"You think I'm maneuverable?" Lin Heng squinted.

"Oh, that's right, you still have restraints in your body, and you really can't bear it. Such a beautiful woman is more beautiful than the suzerain of our Acacia Sect."

"I won't tell you this, I want to escape, do you have a way?" Lin Heng didn't dare to have any wrong thoughts about Yan Fengqing.

"It might be a bit difficult." Hongxiang frowned.

She hasn't found a way out of the yard for three days here.

"How about you wait until I get Yan Qingheng down at night, and then find a chance to go out?" Hongxiao raised her red lips.

Therefore, Lin Heng was forced to listen to the erotic sex for another hour, and he stood motionless facing the wall.

I don't know how these two people have such good physical strength, or is it that people in the cultivation world are so talented?

He was getting more and more sleepy, and his head was getting heavier and heavier. Lin Heng just stood in the corner and fell asleep, and the sound of panting kept coming from his ears.

Suddenly, he was slapped heavily on the back, and Lin Heng woke up with a start.

"Are you afraid that there is something wrong? You can sleep like this?" Hong Kao looked Lin Heng up and down, and stopped a few times at the important parts.

"I've told you, I'm a traditional man, this kind of thing needs feelings, otherwise it's no different from fighting." Lin Heng said righteously.

"I think there is something wrong with you." Hung Hom gave Lin Heng a disgusted look, then cleared her throat and said, "Come with me and see if I can go out."

Lin Heng hurriedly followed Hongxiao.

Gorgeous peonies are blooming all over the yard, overlapping in the corner of the wall, making it difficult to move forward.

Hung Hom directly stepped on the flowering branches and walked all the way to the corner of the wall, peeling away the dense branches and leaves, revealing the hole below that can accommodate one person.

"I dug it in the past few days, thinking about it in case of emergency." Hongxiao pointed to the soil hole under the corner of the wall and said to Lin Heng.

"So...where does this lead?" Lin Heng squatted down curiously and looked at the entrance of the cave.

Hung Hom shrugged: "I don't know, don't you know if you go in and have a look?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Lin Heng felt his ass was kicked, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably. His head got into the hole first, but his body caught up with his buttocks.

Then I heard Hong Kao behind me say, "Why do you have such a big butt?"

Immediately afterwards, a kick kicked Lin Heng into the hole.

"Can you be gentle?" Lin Heng turned his head and complained to Hongxiao behind him.

"Hurry up." Hung Hom urged.

The cave is short and narrow, barely enough for one person to pass through, and even a little sideways can't do it. After crawling for a long distance, the eyes suddenly open up, the surrounding soil walls also become hard, and there seems to be a faint smell of blood in the air.

In addition to the smell of blood, mottled and messy scents got into his nose one by one, Lin Heng had a bad feeling, so he stopped.

"Where does this hole lead to?" Lin Heng asked Hongxiao with a solemn expression.

"I don't know, I can't control where the hole I dug with magic will connect to." Hongxiao patted Lin Heng's butt impatiently.

Lin Heng froze all over.

The spanking thing...it's shameful.

"You are enough!" Lin Heng couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted in embarrassment.

"Yo, you're still losing your temper. Could it be that you feel spanking?" Hong Kao raised her eyebrows, looking very happy.

"Lazy...too lazy to tell you!" Lin Heng blushed and crawled forward quickly.

"Do you really feel it?" Hung Hom snickered, "Looking at your small appearance, I can't help it."

"Shut up!" Lin Heng blushed.

What is the ethos of Hehuanzong?

Lin Heng was forced to listen to Hong Hom's technical exchange since Hong Hom had experienced many battles and could shrink back with just a few words.

Lin Heng was embarrassed at the beginning, but then Hongxiao broke his bottom line again and again, and couldn't help exclaiming, "Can it still be like this?" At the same time, his face became more and more red, and he turned into a very ripe big bird. shrimp.

The more Hongxiao was told to shut up, the happier Honghao spoke, and Lin Heng felt that he was ashamed to face others.

"So do you understand? Seeing that you are like this, you are also at the bottom." Hongxiao hated that iron could not be turned into steel, and thumped Lin Heng's calf.

Lin Heng's mind was buzzing, he couldn't hear what Hongxiao was saying at all, he just wanted the person behind to shut up quickly.

This torture was suddenly interrupted by a painful roar from above: "Ahhh!"

The two stopped at the same time, lying quietly in the narrow corridor, listening to the movement above.

The screams from above came one after another, and Lin Heng's liver trembled after hearing it.

With a sound of "哗啦—", the cave in front collapsed, and a ray of white light penetrated in, illuminating the road ahead.

"Go and have a look." Hongxiao's voice came from behind, Lin Heng was also a little curious, and slowly crawled over.

The two cautiously poked their heads out. Not far away, the sky was full of red light, and the strong smell of blood seemed to overturn the roof of the cave.

The ravines on the ground were vertical and horizontal, and red and black blood slowly flowed inside. The messy scent came out of the red light, and those heart-piercing shouts also came from inside.

The red light flickered and gradually faded, and the scene inside could barely be seen clearly.

Lin Heng was dumbfounded.

it's fucking...

The skins on those people's bodies were all cracked, as if the cracks had been burned in a kiln, and blood slowly seeped out from the cracks, wetting the black ground under their feet.

There are seven or eight blood-red vines planted on their shoulder blades, and the roots of the vines grow in the soil. When you look carefully, you can find that the black-red blood in the ravines on the ground is being injected into these people through the vines.

"This is the so-called blood pouring ceremony of the Yan family." Hongxiao whispered in Lin Heng's ear: "I heard that it will be held for 49 days, and those who survive will become medicine pots. Same."

Following the direction of the red silk finger, Lin Heng saw the huge iron cage in the daytime again, inside the pregnant woman's belly was swollen, and two more were already in labor and about to give birth.

Hongxiao's voice rang in his ears again: "These are animals who have had sex with animals after blood transfusion failed. Once they become pregnant, they will be held in solitary confinement until they give birth."

"Why...why?" Lin Heng swallowed hard.

"I heard that it is because children born in this way are more likely to become medicine cauldrons, but I don't know what the red and black liquid they use to transform medicine cauldrons is." Hongxiao sniffed hard and said in confusion: "It seems is blood."

Lin Heng bowed his head silently.

Those blood should be Yan Fengqing's blood, the product of the fusion of demon blood.

These people became like this just by accepting Yan Fengqing's blood, so what was it like when Yan Fengqing directly poured so much demon blood?

Looking at the cracks on the skin of these people again, Lin Heng could not help but shudder.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are still an orthodox monk, not as good as us." Hong Kao sneered disdainfully.

"Indeed..." Lin Heng felt his throat was dry.

It's useless to scold, as Chu Qi said, those who object will only be treated as aliens.

"You think so too?" Hung Hom looked at Lin Heng approvingly, "I also heard that the descendants of their Yan family are mentally ill."

"What do you mean?" Lin Heng took his eyes away from those people little by little with difficulty.

"It means that their descendants will go crazy, so they have to go to Qingfeng Valley, and only those who can maintain their sanity can come out of it." Hung Hom half-closed her eyes and said sarcastically.

Lin Heng fell silent again.

That is to say, Yan Fengqing, as the eldest son of the Yan family, must have been to Qingfeng Valley, so Yan Fengqing is abnormal?

He also thought of the description in the book about Yan Fengqing after he became a demon king, those bloody killing methods were not like normal people.

But still feel a little... pitiful?

"Oh, by the way, this is not Yan's house, it's the fringe area of ​​the Demon Realm. Look at these so-called Righteous Daoists who dare not do these things in their own territory, and come here specifically to our Demon Realm. They must be trying to set things up." Hong Siam I curled my lips.

Lin Heng sighed: "It's just... quite unorthodox."

"Little darling has a future, why don't you come to our Hehuan Sect?"

"My father is Lin Huai." Lin Heng couldn't laugh or cry.

I don't know what Hongxiao thought to make him Hehuanzong, is this trying to make Wanjianzong go crazy?

"Cut~ they are all sanctimonious guys, how can we be as free as our magic way." Hongxiao rolled her eyes.

"Don't make trouble, how should I get out now?" Lin Heng asked Hongxiao in a low voice.

"Just... wait until this troublesome ceremony is over, and then we'll find a chance to run out?"

Lin Heng nodded.

Suddenly, a burst of cold fragrance penetrated into the cave, like a handful of snow beside a mountain stream, cold and bitter, but inexplicably aroused the greatest desire in people's hearts.

He quickly poked his head out to look for the familiar figure, and sure enough, he saw Yan Fengqing's glamorous face at the entrance.

All kinds of aphrodisiacs were mixed together, and Li Guanshi naturally couldn't tell who belonged to whom, and he wouldn't think of Yan Fengqing on the medicine cauldron.

"Hurry up and take people there." Li Guanshi pointed to the people under the blood pouring ceremony in front of him and said.

Just as the two men wanted to grab Yan Fengqing's arm, their hearts trembled when they were stared at by his cold eyes, and their hands couldn't help shaking, but they still didn't dare to really pull Yan Fengqing.

Fortunately, Yan Fengqing also cooperated, and strode towards the red light by himself, and the two men also breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's still as disgusting as ever." Yan Fengqing glanced at the magic circle filled with red light in disgust.

"Come in." Li Guanshi yelled at Yan Fengqing.

Yan Fengqing looked back at Guanshi Li with a smile and said, "Are you sure?"

This smile stunned Guanshi Li. He has never seen such a gorgeous person. When he is not smiling, he is very cold and gorgeous. When he smiles, he is like a poisonous flower.