Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 1121 Forced to take pills
After walking for five or six miles, I arrived at a quiet courtyard.Within a radius of three miles of this courtyard, there are no buildings.

Even though the yard is large, it seems lonely and otherworldly.

Yan Xi shook Feng Ting's hand vigorously, then looked up at Feng Ting.

Feng Ting smiled calmly, signaling Yan Xi not to act rashly.

The two of them entered the courtyard with the four god kings at the beginning stage. Only then did they find that there were more than a dozen god cultivators inside the high courtyard wall. They didn't need to sense it to know that these were not ordinary guards.

"Master, someone brought it." One of the god kings Chujing said to the main room.

"Bring it in." A very calm voice came from inside.

The door opened, and the four of them walked into the main room with Feng Ting and Yan Xi.

The main room is very large, and the one facing the gate is not the main hall, but a large screen, bypassing the screen, is the main hall.

On the front seat was a thin old man, who knew that he was a cultivator similar to a god without needing to perceive the realm.

The old man looked at Fengting and Yanxi, and asked, "Do you know what killed the envoy and Juluan?"

Yanxi wanted to answer, but suddenly felt that it was better for Feng Ting to answer, so she didn't say anything.

Feng Ting looked at the old man and replied, "I don't know."

"Didn't you feel anything?" The old man looked into Feng Ting and Yan Xi's eyes and asked.

Feng Ting shook his head and said: "If the thief can be sensed, I believe that the envoy and Juluan will not be killed."

Hearing this, the old man nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Your mind is still very clear."

Feng Ting felt that there was something in the old man's words. Could it be that he thought someone was not sober, or that he was not sober at times?
"Give them the magic pill." The old man said suddenly.

"Yes."

A first-level divine king immediately came over, opened his palm, and held two black pills in his palm, and said to Feng Ting and Yan Xi, "Eat it."

"What kind of elixir is this?" Yanxi asked without saying that.

"Eat." The Divine King Chujing didn't even bother to answer Yan Xi's question, but ordered directly.

"I want to know, did Han Peng also take this pill? How is he doing now?" Feng Ting looked at the old man with calm eyes.

The old man smiled and said, "He's fine."

"What kind of elixir is this?" Feng Ting asked again.

"You don't need to know about this." The Divine King at the beginning of the state glared at Feng Ting coldly, the meaning was obvious, and he was threatening Feng Ting not to talk too much.

Feng Ting frowned slightly, and said: "I'll eat, my little sister is still a child, so let her forget it."

"Don't talk too much, eat." God King Chujing ordered.

"If you want to kill, just kill it, don't play tricks." Yan Xi suddenly said angrily.

Feng Ting shook Yanxi's little hand vigorously, signaling him not to be impulsive, then looked at the old man and said: "My little sister and I have been together, if I have a problem, my little sister has a problem too. If I have no problem, my little sister There is no problem."

"Okay, you can eat." The old man said to Feng Ting.

"Thank you." Feng Ting casually took a pill and was about to put it into his mouth.

Yanxi raised her hand to block it, she said, "I'll eat."

"Stop making trouble." Feng Ting frowned, his face full of anger.

Yanxi frowned and said, "I'll eat!"

"Don't make trouble anymore." Feng Ting said angrily again.

The Divine King Chujing also shouted: "Eat quickly."

"Okay." Feng Ting casually threw the pill into his mouth, and swallowed it decisively.

Yan Xi looked at Feng Ting with concern, and tried her best not to see flames in her eyes.

"what!"

Feng Ting suddenly pushed away Yanxi's hand, and put his head in his hands, his face flushed red, obviously in great pain.

"Feng Ting, what's wrong with you?" Yan Xi asked while grabbing Feng Ting's arm.

"I'm fine, don't make trouble." Feng Ting tried his best to keep his tone calm.

"He said it's okay!" Yanxi also tried her best to keep calm.

Yanxi glared at the first stage of the God King and the old man. If she hadn't kept Feng Ting's instructions in mind, she would have already been in flames.

The old man and the Divine King Chujing didn't care about Yan Xi's anger, they only watched Feng Ting's changes.

"boom."

Suddenly, there was a roar in Feng Ting's body, like a muffled thunder resounding in his body.

"What's wrong with you?" Yanxi asked immediately.

"I'm fine." Feng Ting shook his head, trying to show a calm smile.

"Also said it's okay." Yanxi was furious in his heart, and he glanced coldly at the old man and the first stage of the god king.

"boom."

There was another vibration in Feng Ting's body, and he lay down on his back.

"Wind Thunder!"

Yan Xi rushed over immediately, reaching out to support Feng Ting.

"I'm fine." Feng Ting smiled, and then passed out.

"Feng Ting!" Yan Xi called out loudly.

The old man and the four god kings looked at Feng Ting, as if they were waiting for Feng Ting's change.

"Feng Ting..."

Yan Xi called out to Feng Ting loudly, she wanted to help Feng Ting, but couldn't do it, she wanted to kill, but couldn't, she had never been so depressed.

The old man and the four god kings at the initial stage watched quietly, but Feng Ting just fainted with an ugly face, and there was no other change.

"What the hell are you trying to do!" Yan Xi finally couldn't help but roared angrily.

"He's fine." The old man just said calmly.

"It's nothing!" Yan Xi said angrily.

"Send them back." The old man waved his hand suddenly.

"Yes……."

The four god kings came over at the first stage and wanted to lift Feng Ting and leave.

"I don't need you!" Yan Xi stretched out her hand to support Feng Ting.

Although she is small, she is very strong, and she easily supported Feng Ting.It's just that she was only eight or nine years old. After supporting Feng Ting, Feng Ting's legs were still on the ground.

Holding Feng Ting, she turned around and left the yard, and walked quickly to the yard where they lived before.

The four god kings at the beginning stage followed behind, their faces still serious.Appears to be guarding a very important prisoner.

Yan Xi carried Feng Ting back to the yard, pushed open the door and entered the room, then kicked the door back and slammed it shut.

"boom."

The four god kings at the beginning were locked outside. They didn't intend to enter the room at all, but they didn't leave, and stood solemnly in the yard.

Yan Xi put Feng Ting on the bed, and called out: "Feng Ting, how are you?"

Of course Feng Ting didn't respond, but to Yanxi's relief, Feng Ting's aura seemed to be calmer.

Even so, Yanxi's heart was still restless.Not only because of Feng Ting's unconsciousness, but also because of the initial state of the four god kings outside the door.She didn't know what the hell these people were up to.

Time flowed quietly, and the four primary god kings outside the door were still waiting for something.Feng Ting in the room still didn't wake up, and Yan Xi was still sitting by the bed and watching Feng Ting.

Not long after, it was dark, and the four god kings outside the door seemed to be unable to wait any longer. They pushed open the door, went directly to the bed, and examined Feng Ting.

Yan Xi gave the four of them a bitter look.

The four god kings at the beginning looked at Feng Ting, obviously a little strange. The four of them looked at each other, one of them left, and the other three also walked out of the room and continued to wait outside the door.

Yanxi was even more clueless, she wondered to herself, what exactly are these people doing, and what result do they want?
Half an hour later, the old man in blue walked into the room.

Yanxi glanced at the old man, she actually wanted to ask, but felt that the other party was arrogant, even if she asked, it would be useless.

The old man arrived at the bedside, carefully observed Feng Ting's face, and at the same time felt the breath in Feng Ting's body.

"call."

At this moment, Feng Ting suddenly let out a long breath, and then opened his eyes.

"You're awake." The old man asked casually.

"I'm awake, what do you think?" Feng Ting propped his hands on the bed, sat up, and looked at the old man.

"Do you know what I want?" the old man asked suddenly.

"I don't know what you want to know." Feng Ting's tone was slightly cold.

The old man didn't seem to want to continue chatting with Feng Ting, he just looked into Feng Ting's eyes, as if he wanted to see through Feng Ting's heart.

Yanxi next to him cursed inwardly, these human beings are really shameless to the extreme.

The old man suddenly cast his eyes on Yanxi.

"My little sister has the blood of the Phoenix, if he takes your elixir, she will be ruined." Feng Ting said suddenly.

"Do you know what elixir you are taking?" The old man was a little surprised.

Feng Ting said with a smile: "That should be a kind of elixir to force out the hidden breath in the body."

The old man neither denied nor admitted it.

Feng Ting continued: "If my guess is correct, you suspect that we are related to the thief who killed the death envoy. And the thief you suspect has a special breath or a special bloodline."

After hearing Feng Ting's narration, the old man was obviously more surprised.

Feng Ting continued: "Stop wasting time on us."

The old man smiled suddenly: "You are very different."

"I'm different because I'm a fairly good alchemist, not because the aura and blood in my body are strange." Feng Ting said.

"You rest first." The old man wanted to leave after finishing speaking.

"I want to ask, how is Brother Han?" Feng Ting asked.

"He has already left." The old man walked out of the room.

Yanxi also walked to the door and watched the old man leave the yard, but the four god kings at the beginning level did not follow.

Yan Xi gave the four of them a look, closed the door, and quickly came to Feng Ting.

Feng Ting looked at Yan Xi's little face, and said with a smile: "I made you worry about me."

"What are they going to do?" Yan Xi asked angrily.

"They suspect us and try to force out what we hide."

"what?"

"Breath, blood, divine power, it may be something else." Feng Ting said.

"These guys really don't know what to do." Yan Xi said angrily.

Feng Ting looked out the window and motioned Yan Xi to keep her voice down.

"I see." Yan Xi frowned, looking displeased.

"Okay." Feng Ting got up and got out of bed, pacing slowly in the room.

Yan Xi could tell that Feng Ting must be in a bad mood.If it was normal, she would have asked Feng Ting what to do.But now the facts are here, there is no way at all.

After about an hour, the old man left and returned.

Seeing the old man walk into the room, Yan Xi became vigilant.

Although Feng Ting looked calm, he was also vigilant in his heart.

(End of this chapter)