Ai Hui's eyes were dark. He felt that he was tied like a rice dumpling, his whole body was tightly tied. Even his mouth was tightly wrapped. Fortunately, his nose was not blocked, otherwise he would have to be suffocated to death on the road, and it would be too frustrating to be suffocated.

He felt that he was flying in the clouds and fog, as if he was flying in the clouds, rising and falling, as if he was shaking.

Is this the feeling of flying?

But it's really not wonderful.

The initial panic and fear occupied his body and mind, but as time passed, he gradually broke out from his fear. He was not that scared, nor was he so panic. Panic and fear were of no use, and he could not let the rattan on his body loosen a little.

The biggest change for Ai Hui in the three wild years was that he learned how to do everything in danger and how to face it calmly when he could not change. Destiny is like a roulette on the gambling table, and no one knows what will be next. What is willing, unwilling, what can be changed and what cannot be changed, anyway, you will always have to play cards.

If ordinary people are always ignorant and what they see is just watching the moon by the water, then only peace can we see more clearly.

Ai Hui calmed down and his head seemed to recover from freezing and was running at high speed again. The conversation with the girl in red just now appeared in his mind. He suddenly felt that there were many untrue things in the words of the girl in red.

If the so-called blood and spiritual power is really spiritual power, then they do not need to use these methods at all, and they do not need blood disasters at all.

Cultivators have too many advantages in treating Yuan Cultivation.

Killing so many people is enough to be fearful, but it will also attract countless hatred and mortal enemies. Intimidation is often the weapon of the bluff, and those with strong strength often disdain it, and crushing it is just that.

If this group of people were really so strong and had such a great advantage, there was no need to make such anger and resentment flow into a river of blood.

Ten is this girl who deceives herself.

The beautiful woman really likes to lie, and Ai Hui complains in her belly. Ai Hui, who is powerless to resist, decided to give the girl in red a name to express resistance.

What is it called? Well, one thousand yuan? It must be "one thousand yuan"! Humph. What's the use of being beautiful? It's only worth one thousand yuan anyway!

Ai Hui kept drawing vstyle_txt in his heart; cursing in circles, and his mind was missing and he didn't stop thinking.

Now, Blood Wave is a group of 1,000 yuan. The purpose is to create a group of powerful soldiers in this way. The current situation is that this method has great flaws. The requirements for experimenters are very high.

All the Yuan Cultivation was unsuccessful.

I don’t know if I can succeed, well, I guess I can’t succeed, and my talent is not very good.

It's so miserable that it's going to turn into a firecracker. It's so explosive that it's all flesh, and it's so ugly...

Alas, what if I succeed? I will become a monster bad guy. How can they do it when facing the fat guy? Fat guy and the evening still owe him so much money, which is really a loss. Oh, by the way, I still owe the noodle shop girl 80 million. Forget it. I feel like there is a future for being a monster...

My mind was full of messy thoughts, running around in Ai Hui's mind.

He is now even less optimistic about the future of Matsuma Castle.

What if "one thousand dollars" is used to create a batch of blood beasts in this way? Don't have too many. As long as the power of ten weak blood insects is combined into one, it will become very difficult. As for the blood mantis level, if there are more than ten blood beasts, I'm afraid that Matsuma City will be in chaos.

Well, it's already deep in the sea of ​​trees.

"Sorry, I've made you wait for so long."

The soft and charming voice of the girl in red. In Ai Hui's ears, it was like the executioner's sinister sneer.

Still not becoming a primitive cultivator, life is about to end!

It is really a silent mockery to still think about controlling one's own destiny. The so-called dream will die.

Okay. If you can hide for a few years, you can make a profit. What qualifications do you have to complain about a little fish like yourself? This is fate... The life that is destined to surrender is the only way to accept it!

Please loosen the rattan on your mouth...

Hey hey hey hey, I want to surrender, a thousand dollars, oh no, as beautiful as a fairy, I want to surrender...

Your most loyal subordinate is here...

Hey hey hey hey...

However, the girl in red did not hear Ai Hui's voice and said to herself: "I think you are so interesting. You must be a different person. You must be different from those wastes. So I have prepared a big meal for you. I will enjoy it very much. When you get used to the taste of blood and spiritual power, you will know what the deliciousness in the world is. Be good, it doesn't hurt at all."

A soft palm pulled over a tree whisker as thick as a thumb, and puffed it into the palm of Ai Hui's palm.

Ai Hui's body stiffened and the severe pain made Ai Hui's brain blank.

Before he could react, the hot stream of magma continued to pour from his wounds. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move at all. He wanted to scream but couldn't make any sound.

The soft and boneless snow-white palm picked up Ai Hui's right hand. Seeing his palm holding the sword tightly, he was about to take off his sword. But he knew that Ai Hui's hand was tightly grasped. No matter how hard she used, she could not take the sword from his hand.

"I like stubborn people." The girl chuckled: "The more stubborn people are, the more pain they are more likely to be. The deliciousness of blood and spiritual power is the best wine, and pain is the best dish to serve. Taste more and more wonderful things and experience deeper and deeper pain. My first subordinate is so unique and so happy."

puff.

Another tree whisker he picked up was inserted into the back of Ai Hui's hand holding the sword.

The girl in red looked at Ai Hui who was wrapped tightly in front of her with satisfaction, and countless tree beards, as if she smelled the fishy snake, swimming like Ai Hui from all directions.

Every tree around is taller and thicker, with more whiskers and denser tumors on the trunk. The tumors are like a living human face, rotating and twisting.

"I'm really looking forward to it."

More and more trees pierced into Ai Hui's body, and a steady stream of bright red juice flowed into Ai Hui's body. Ai Hui's body twitched uncontrollably, and later it became motionless, like an unconscious corpse.

Time passed by little by little, and an hour passed, and Ai Hui in front of him still showed no sign of expansion.

The girl in red showed joy in her eyes and muttered to herself: "It's true that she is worthy of being the subordinate I chose."

She is like appreciating the most beautiful works.

Suddenly, a ray of fluctuation came from a distance, and her face changed slightly. But soon she returned to normal. Her charming face, her brows frowned slightly, and her rosy little mouth pouted: "This is annoying, I'm asking for trouble for others at this time."

But she still stood up and took a look at Ai Hui who was wrapped tightly by countless tree beards.

She tilted her head and thought about it. She flashed and disappeared from the spot.

Flying out more than ten meters, she came to a big tree. Under the tree, there were dense whiskers and a vine ball hanging.

The girl's face showed a hint of flesh and soreness, but she still gritted her teeth and reached out to the tree beard above the vine ball. The dense tree beard broke silently, and the vine ball fell to the ground.

The girl flew to the pizza ball and carefully peeled the outside of the pizza ball.

A green wolf crawled out of it in a dizzy way.

This green wolf is huge in size, like a little foal. The place where its four feet are against the soles of the feet is blood red, as if the four claws are stained with blood. The blood-like red winds up from its four claws, forming complex red patterns, covering the blue wolf body.

The green wolf's eyes are like red gems, crystal clear without any impurities.

It seemed very dissatisfied with being disturbed and grinned, but when it saw clearly who the visitor was, it immediately lay obediently on the ground.

The girl in red felt a little heartbroken. The completion rate of Green Wolf was only half. This forced interruption of the blood refining process means that Green Wolf's future strength will be difficult to grow.

She quickly recovered as usual. The talented blood beast, no matter how hard she refines her blood, she is not as good as a human. There are too many things that the blood beast cannot do.

"Xiaoqing, come here." She waved and floated towards Ai Hui's direction just now.

The green wolf roared and chased her.

The green wolf, who had completed half of the blood refining, had improved his strength so much that the girl in red was happy. The green wolf's huge body ran up, quietly and as fast as lightning.

The strength of the Qinglang is beyond the ordinary Yuan Xiu to compete in this blood forest.

"Xiaoqing, you guard him. No matter who you are, you can kill him near here." The girl in red pointed to Ai Hui in the air and said to Qinglang.

The green wolf whimpered and licked the palm of the girl in red.

"Xiao Qinggu, wait until my sister solves the problem and let you continue to refine blood." The girl in red stroked Qinglang's head with pity on her face.

After saying that, she got up, soared into the air, and flew into the distance.

Her speed was extremely fast, and a red afterimage floated through the sky.

The green wolf lay down under Ai Hui.

Ai Hui seemed to have fallen into the magma, and his whole body was burning. The strong pain, like a tide, enveloped his whole body. The pain was so strong and clear, like purgatory that he could not avoid.

These hot lava juices have a natural love for Yuanli. They come from all directions, causing Ai Hui's newly opened Hand and Foot Palace and the Yuan Mansion that had just been opened for a short time.

Ai Hui's Yuanli was swallowed little by little, and red juice penetrated into every muscle in the deepest part of his body. Any little Yuanli was their prey. They were like Yuanli's life and death enemies. Their meaning of existence was to eliminate Yuanli and destroy the five palaces and eight palaces of Yuanli.

Ai Hui's brothers and feet palace and his native Yuan Mansion collapsed little by little.

The Palace of Bifoot was first lost, followed by the Palace of Two-Hands. Ai Hui was shrouded in intense pain and despair. He paid so much price, spent so much effort and sweat. The Palace Mansion he cultivated, his only dream was swallowed by the red juice little by little.

How unwilling to accept it...

When his natal Yuan Mansion was flooded with red juice, despair that had never been seen before enveloped Ai Hui. At this moment, his inner despair far exceeded the pain itself.

He fell to the bottom of the abyss, without a trace of sunshine, hope, only the boundless darkness and coldness.

Just die like this, he said to himself. (To be continued.)
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