Feng Fei defies the sky

Chapter 1092 Release the Demonic Blood (4)

Feng Yinxue shook her head, looking away, the niggers really don't care about life and death, Di Qingye is not a soft eggplant, who can be threatened casually.

With a movement of Di Qingye, a force put the black ghost in the air.

Seeing Di Qingye move the whole body of the black ghost a few times, the black ghost's face turned dead pale, and the next second he let out a mournful roar.

He fell softly to the ground, unable to move, sweat dripped down his forehead, and the black ghost stared at Di Qingye with wide eyes in fear.

There was silence in the hall, only the sigh of Feng Yinxue.

Di Qingye turned his head, "Why are you sighing?"

Feng Yinxue took a look at Di Qingye, took his hand, and took out a square cloth, "Don't do it next time, it's dirty."

Niggas shocked again, kill him dirty?

Di Qingye looked at Feng Yinxue dotingly, and let him wipe every one of his fingers.

After dealing with all this, Feng Yinxue looked at the black ghost who had become a useless person, "I'll give you a chance, as long as you tell me where Feng Tingyu is, and the old lady, I can give you a good time."

The black ghost was limp on the ground, looking at Feng Yinxue with fearful eyes.

However, as Xie Zun's most powerful assistant, how could he easily reveal the information?
"In this case, it seems that there is no way."

Still haven't been able to find out where Feng Tingyu is, but since the black ghost has appeared, it is believed that Feng Tingyu and Feng Qiyun are also in the Dark Realm, or somewhere else.

"Cold, take him away."

Fu Yileng stepped forward and picked up the nigger. Before leaving, Feng Yinxue said, "Don't make it easy for him, as long as he has one life, I won't care about the lack of hands and feet."

After a pause, Fu Yileng replied, "Of order."

Then he carried the nigger out of the hall, outside the hall door, behind a big pillar, Zi Huo poked out one eye, watching what had just happened meaningfully, then she left with a sneer.

In the hall, Feng Yinxue sat down beside Di Qingye with a heavy heart, and took out a jade hairpin from her arms.

"Yin'er, what's wrong?"

"Can it be fixed?" Feng Yinxue handed the hairpin to Di Qingye, "I want to restore my spiritual power."

Di Qingye's eyes flashed, and he took the hairpin from her hand.

"I'll figure it out, don't worry too much."

Feng Yinxue was silent for a while, then raised her head, her heart still heavy, "Before Zuo'er was injured."

"Huh?" Di Qingye's heart skipped a beat, he had a premonition that what Feng Yinxue was going to say next would not be a good thing.

"Mr. Wan Cheng said, after I left, in order to sneak into the magic palace, he and Zuo'er chased to the gate of the magic palace. In order to find out the news, he left Zuo'er alone. Later, Zuo'er was attacked by the demon of greed and triggered The demon blood in his body."

Di Qingye's fingers tightened suddenly, "So."

"The devil's blood erupted, but it's not time for him to stimulate the devil's blood yet. Due to the instability of the two bloodlines, a crisis was triggered. Mr. Wan Cheng went to the Devil's Valley and took three colored magic cores to suppress the devil's blood. But there is only one month, if the balance cannot be achieved and the devil blood is released, Zuo'er's life will be in danger."

"Greedy Demon?" Di Qingye gritted his teeth and said such a name, his handsome face was slightly cold.

"Mr. Wan Cheng said that if he wants to balance the demonic blood, he must find someone with supreme divine power and magical power to fuse with him within a month."

"Supreme magic power, me." Di Qingye embraced Feng Yinxue.

When Feng Yinxue continued his words, "Supreme Divine Power, if you guessed right, me."

(End of this chapter)