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The War God smiled slightly, lowering his head to speak to his daughter-in-law. "Ru Lan, it was you two who ca to find … I have also asked you if you are willing to suffer.
I even specially told you the story of Su Qin in the 'Chronicle of the History'. You all heard it …
When you promised so quickly and asked to help you so unhesitatingly, I rembered it in my heart, and never forgot it.
Now, I've spent a lot of ti and effort to help Feng'er design a cultivation thod to recover his strength. I've even been able to soar into the sky and beco many tis stronger than before … You say that you can't endure this suffering? "
The War God was still looking at Ji Ru Lan with a smile. However, in Ji Ru Lan's eyes, her father-in-law's smile made her tremble!
A formless pressure caused the woman to be on the verge of collapsing!
"Ru Lan... Are you two playing with ? " The War God asked with a laugh, as though he was joking.
Ji Rulan's face turned pale white, she quickly kowtowed and said, "No! No! Father! If you give us a thousand leopards, we wouldn't dare to play with you! I... I just. "But …"
Ji Ru Lan didn't dare to continue her sentence as she realized that she didn't even understand this seemingly kind and amiable father-in-law in front of her!
The War God … It wasn't the War God she had imagined!
Now, she regretted so much that her intestines turned green. If she had known earlier, she would have preferred to accept the fact that her son had been crippled rather than think of revenge!
At this mont, a few Ye Family servants were holding wooden buckets and falling into the valley.
The one leading these servants was the old servant Ye Qun.
After Ye Qun bowed to the Martial God, he smiled and said, "Old master, you brought Young Master Feng another ten buckets of fresh human blood, do you want to pour it in?"
"Pour it, finish pouring the ten buckets. The day after tomorrow will continue …." The War God laughed and nodded.
Hearing that, Ye Feng, who was in the blood pool, cried out in despair, "No! Grandpa! No! Grandson understands his mistake! Grandson doesn't want to … "
Without waiting for Ye Feng to say anything, these few clansn had already poured buckets of human blood into the blood pool and poured it over Ye Feng's head!
Ye Feng started to vomit again, but what he vomited out was also full of blood-red liquid … …
Ji Ru Lan couldn't bear to watch any longer and could only turn her head away, covering her heart as she shivered.
In fact, Ji Ru Lan didn't dare to look more closely at it. Thinking about it...
So much human blood, it was the blood of a fresh and living person … Where did the War God get this!?
Every ti she thought of this, Ji Ru Lan would panic due to the depression, but she still didn't dare to ntion it to anyone … Including Ye Longyuan and the others.
She was worried that if she said anything more, she and Ye Feng would lose their lives in an instant …
"Feng'er, it's not like you made any mistakes. You want to suffer, advance, recover your strength, and beco stronger. That's good …" If you hang on for a few days, you'll get used to it.
After you have adapted to the blood pool, practice your cultivation according to your grandfather's instructions … "You definitely have sothing up your sleeves." The War God chuckled.
Ye Feng cried bitterly and lowered his head. His heart was already dead...
The War God looked at the color of the sky, then said, "Alright, it's about ti. We should leave as well … "Ru Lan, if you want to stay with Feng'er, then stay with . I'll leave first with Ah Qun."
Ji Rulan weakly whispered, "My daughter-in-law... To see you off, father... "
The War God nodded, then led Ye Qun and began to leisurely walk back.
Once they were out of the valley, Ye Qun thought for a while and asked, "Master, if Young Master Feng could master the 'Blood Demon Body', would he completely fall into the demonic path and beco a mad demon?"
The War God casually replied, "As long as he can cultivate it, no matter if he's crazy or not, isn't that a hundred tis better than now?
'Crazy or not crazy, that's just the view of the people. For a cultivator, what do others think of them? Is it important? '
Ye Qun nodded, "This old servant understands."
"Ha ha, what do you want to eat tonight, Group A?"
"Master, didn't you say that you would eat until the blood flowed …"
"Oh, yes. "Just by looking at that pond, one can already imagine how bad it must be to ask the chef to put in more rice eel and put on a fire leg. Don't put in so luncheon at, so random improvents, what the heck..." The War God reminded.
"I understand, Master." Ye Qun smiled as he nodded before continuing, "Master, there is another matter that concerns that Ling Yuwei of the Ling family.
Ling Qingfeng wrote to say that because of the matter regarding Young Master Feng, the two families were unfortunately unable to complete the marriage.
They planned to arrange a blind date for the outstanding disciples of other clans for Ling Yuwei, saying that they hoped that you would understand … "
After the War God heard this, he blinked his eyes and said, "That Ling Qingfeng is also a little cunning. He has more wits than his grandfather … He was probably not satisfied with Feng Er for a long ti.
It might have been fine, but... That little girl from the Ling family had a special physique. It was a pity that she was given to a child from another family.
How about this... Reply my letter to Ling Qingfeng and tell him that I still have a grandson. Even if Feng'er is unable to accomplish this, the marriage should still be completed … "
Ye Qun squinted his eyes, smiled and nodded, "Yes …"
… ….
In the middle of China, in a third-tier city.
Because industry was underdeveloped, and it just so happened to rain, the sky was incomparably blue.
In a small park in the middle of the city, two or three retired elders were chatting with each other.
A few chess tables were placed under a few Pagoda trees. On one of the tables, there were two old n playing Go.
That was fine, but one of the chess players today was a white man with a white beard and a peaked cap.
Many of the local grandfathers were curious as to why the foreigners could play Go?
Thus, everyone watched for more than half an hour.
In the end, he realized that this foreigner not only knew how to play, but the Go of Go was also quite strong!
"Sigh... He lost. "The local grandpa who was playing chess threw Blackie away, shaking his head in dissatisfaction." We shouldn't have saved this dragon.
The Caucasian man smiled and said in Mandarin with a slight accent, "Do you want another round?"
"No, it's almost noon. We need to go back to eat," the grandpa said with a smile. "Which country are you from?" This Chinese speaking is really good. "
The old white man smiled and replied, "The magnesium country."
"Oh, you're from the magnesium empire, why don't you co to my house? Just the two of us will treat you to a al and two gas in the afternoon? " The grandpa was very cordial.
However, the white old man shook his head and said, "No need, I'll wait here."
"Is that so … "Fine, if you co back tomorrow, I will definitely beat you!" The grandpa laughed as he got up and left.
Naturally, the crowd also dispersed. It was almost ti to eat, and the grandfathers were all going ho.
However, the old white man slowly put the black and white seed into his chess basket. He would occasionally look up at the blue sky and a faint smile would appear at the corner of his mouth.
anwhile, the two young n walked to stand opposite the old man.
The old man looked at them and said with a relaxed smile, "You did find it, Lucifer." Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.
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