Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 778 Horror Story

  When Fang Heling threw the person in his hand into the open space, the horror story opened the next chapter.

  "Are you all here?" Yanzi asked Liang Jiu.

  The poor Qingyunting disciple thought back and forth, and then said: "There are a few corpses that are really unrecognizable. They are all here."

  He didn't dare to make a mistake, he didn't dare to make a mistake.

   "Oh, poor little." Yanzi touched his face: "You don't actually need to be so nervous, and my sister won't hurt you."

   "I'm not tight, I'm nervous."

  Liang Jiu's trembling voice was obviously not convincing, but Yanzi did not pursue it.

  She just turned and looked at the evil demon: "What are you still doing? You don’t care about your own affairs, and are you waiting for the old lady to feed you?"

  Zheng Fei is not angry at this bad attitude.

   Instead, he just smiled and said politely: "Thanks for your hard work."

  Li Shou also followed: "Thank you!"

  Zheng Fei changed from squatting to standing, standing up like a mountain of meat.

  He took a step, strode to the open space, reached into his belt, and grabbed a square and square tripod!

  With the promotion of the Momen storage box, the storage belt is a relatively old object, and now few people use it, and the number of survivors is also very scarce.

   But compared to this storage belt, the atmosphere of this big tripod is more ancient.

  It was taken out from the storage belt, but it seemed to be picked up from some dark warehouse, with dust all over it, and ancient stories that no one listened to.

   makes people want to sneeze subconsciously.

  咚!

  The tripod fell and hit the earth hard. The response from the mountains was a long muffled sound.

  It is more than one foot high, and the length and width are equal, both are about one foot high. Four feet, two ears, square and strict, very symmetrical.

  The body of the tripod is inscribed in Yangwen, and the characters are very close to Taoism. Although it can't directly reach its meaning, it is not difficult to recognize. But the words are obscure, vaguely an ancient prayer. (This Yang Wen is not Yang Guo writing, it refers to the raised characters on the body of the tripod)

  Zheng Fei didn't speak, he just picked up a corpse on the ground and threw it into the cauldron.

  Na Ding is not unfathomable, but an adult who is never thin, throws it in, and there is no sound.

   is just the position under the tripod, and **** flames suddenly rise!

  Feng and Chi monks gathered together, their sense of fear instantly rose to the apex.

  These demons... actually seem to cook for food!

   "Fight with them......!"

   The screaming was only halfway through and was cut off. The flesh-cutting demon lifted the person's neck and pinned it into the cauldron.

  The whole process is very natural.

   "Whoever resists will die first." He said indifferently.

  Swallow stretched out his hands and pressed down.

  Her hands are not hideous and bloody, but rather beautiful, slender and tender, white and ruddy.

   "What did I say at the beginning? I asked you to do something, right?"

  She faces the monks Feng and Chi who are present. The mask without facial features cannot show her expression, but her body, her voice, and her aura are all interpreting indifference.

   "Now I might as well tell you what this matter is. Do you know? You have a baby at Qingyun Pavilion, a big baby!"

  She turned around and touched Liang Jiu's face: "Of course, I didn't mean my Xiao Jiu."

  Liang Jiu is like a clay puppet, motionless and silent.

  He always thought that he was no worse than Chi Yue, and he was much stronger than Feng Ming. Only because it does not belong to the two veins of Feng and Chi, it is not supported by the sect and cannot get the best resources. Lifelong hopeless suzerain, the best future is the position of a foreign surname clan guard.

  He was unwilling, unconvinced, angry at this unfair world, and he was depressed for a long time. That's why when Feng Yue was begging for mercy, he deliberately asked Feng Ming.

  If the two surnames Feng and Chi found by Fengyue are going to have an accident, let his son Fengming have an accident together. If you can escape, let Feng Ming live together. He wanted to let a person like Feng Ming feel and experience "fairness"!

  But after seeing it with his own eyes, after the scene where these demons boiled people with a tripod, he didn't know if he would open that mouth if he did it again!

  At least for the moment, he didn't want to stand behind this devil.

  Swallow looked around for a week, and withdrew his gaze somewhat boringly.

  Obviously no one was in the mood to care about her teasing.

   Then she continued: "What I want is the blood of balance in your body!"

"You don't need to know what it is. You just need to know that it is a means left by a certain force in the ancient times. In the past few years, it has allowed you to maintain a relative balance between the two veins of the pool. It controls Your future, to a certain extent, also affects your destiny."

  "In your body, it is so mediocre! But for them!" Yanzi stretched out his hand to Zheng Fei and Li Shou: "It will play a vital role."

  "Unfortunately, this method has been lost. The blood of balance is only available in Qingyun Pavilion."

   Yanzi said with regret: "So we have to come and have to hurt you. Even though I am very unwilling to make my Xiao Jiu sad!"

   Obviously, I only met Liang Jiu today, but she seems to have invested in deep feelings and is very sincere.

  Hidden beside Jiang Wang was secretly shocked.

  He had guessed earlier that the reason why Qingyun Pavilion Feng and Chi have been able to maintain a relative balance. It's just that there has been a lack of sufficient clues.

Combining with what the devil said at this time, it should be that the Genting Immortal Palace era left a certain secret technique, allowing the Feng and Chi two vein monks to flow balanced blood in their bodies, which to a certain extent ensured that they had a certain amount of The strength of the country has also made corresponding restrictions to allow this balance to continue.

  Jiang Wang didn’t know what effect this “balanced blood” could have on Zheng Fei and Li Shou. But only from the literal meaning...

  Li Shou’s magical powers to hurt the enemy by self-mutilation, and Zheng Fei’s magical powers to hurt his opponents when he is hurt. Once it can be balanced through this so-called "balance of blood"... Isn't it already insoluble?

  Anyone becomes their opponent, you hurt them, you will die, they hurt themselves, you will die too.

  In addition to meeting and running away, what other options do you have?

  Jiang Wang could not think of any solution for a while!

   "But, I only need two drops." Yanzi continued, and her tone was a little excited like a little girl: "So you may not have to die too much."

   "This tripod is very useful, we spent a lot of money to get it. It can help us achieve our goals."

  "I don’t know how many people are needed to cook two drops of balanced blood. They may have to cook ten people, or they may only cook two people."

  "We are very reasonable. Let's start cooking with the carcass first, don't we? If the carcass is cooked, the blood of balance will be there, so there is no need to cook the people who are still alive! Wouldn't everyone be happy?"

   "But if anyone wants to run away, it will cause us trouble. I'm sorry, I will die now!"

   "Yes! We are very reasonable!" Li Shou agreed.

"But to come back." Yanzi spread out his hands, looking helplessly: "If the body is not cooked enough, you can only add people in slowly. Can you understand it? It depends on who is out of luck. Do you think it's okay?"

   Among the two monks surnamed Fengchi who were silent, even Feng Ming, who could not move, closed his mouth.

  No one wants to be the one who died first, and everyone wants to be the one who can live later.

  The fists of several people tightened and tightened, but in the end they were still loosened.

  Useless, resisting is useless.

  From the beginning to the present, the humans and demons have repeatedly emphasized this fact with their strength.

  So no one resisted.

   "If you do not speak, it is the default."

  Swallow clapped his hands: "Go on!"

  (End of this chapter)