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"The main function of this spell is to use the blood of immediate relatives to absorb the memory of the caster, and the phenomenon after death is like a stroke."

Chu Jingfeng ignored Zhu Yingwei's threat, but raised his hand and grabbed it. Zhu Yingwei's body couldn't move, even couldn't speak, only full of fear and fear.

Those immortals also changed slightly.

Chu Jingfeng continued: "what we used this time was the blood of Zhu Yingwei, the eldest son of the victim, and this spell must be coordinated by Zhu Yingwei before it can be effective. In short, Zhu Yingwei actually wants to kill Zhu Yingwei and get his memory, so as to master all things of Zhu Yingwei, including business and other knowledge, So that after the death of the masters, Zhu Yingwei can fully master the families and continue to develop them. "

"And the price is that the Lords will be scared!"

"You, the son of all the masters, dare to use such a vicious spell. It's better than a pig or a dog!"

Chu Jingfeng stared at Zhu Yingwei coldly. Zhu Yingwei didn't expect Chu Jingfeng to know all about it. He was frightened and wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't speak at all.

"You, how do you know!"

Those immortals also looked at Chu Jingfeng in horror. Almost no one could see their secret skill, even if they had faced an expert in the golden elixir period.

But Chu Jingfeng could see it at a glance.

This is terrible.

"Brother, why do you do this? Dad loves you most. All the families in the future are yours. Why do you harm dad like this!"

Zhu lengling looked at Zhu Yingwei painfully.

The most painful thing in the world is to kill each other, and the more painful thing is to look at your brother and kill your parents!

"If you want people to know, don't do it unless you do it yourself."

Chu Jingfeng said faintly, then raised his hand and pressed his thumb on Zhu Yingwei's eyebrows. A drop of black blood came out of Zhu Yingwei's eyebrows and fell on Chu Jingfeng's palm.

Zhu Yingwei trembled all over and felt that his soul would be taken away. He was more afraid. He was patted to death, very patted to death.

"This is your soul blood, a wisp of blood in your soul. If I take it out, your life will be reduced by half."

Chu Jingfeng said faintly, then raised his hand and waved, and the hybrid flew into Zhu Hui's body.

This thing worked very quickly. Zhu Hui's condition became better with the naked eye, and his face gradually returned to normal.

Zhu Yingwei seemed to have been transferred to the essence of his whole body, and his body withered. The whole person looked like a frosted eggplant.

Chu Jingfeng releases Zhu Yingwei. Zhu Yingwei collapses to the ground and looks at Chu Jingfeng blankly. There is no energy to resist.

Chu Jingfeng looked at the Immortals: "now, do you think you can threaten me?"

Several immortals were scared to death. They never thought that Chu Jingfeng could unlock Zhu Hui's magic. In this way, they had no chips at all.

"You, you still can't kill us. Our master is very powerful. He has never met an opponent in the world. If you dare to kill us, he will find you and help us revenge!"

An immortal threatened.

"Yes, our master has great powers. He is already a friar in the later stage of the golden elixir, and his magic is very powerful. He is invincible at the same level. You are certainly not his opponent!"

Another monk quickly agreed.

Chu Jingfeng smiled calmly: "it doesn't matter if his opponent is not important. The important thing is that you can't see it."

After that, Chu Jingfeng pointed at them, and the prohibition in their bodies broke out. In the eyes of Zhu Yingwei, several immortals with great powers stared, spilled blood from the corners of their mouths, fell straight and silent.

That's it, dead?

Zhu Yingwei's heart was covered with fear again and practiced begging for mercy: "Mr. Chu, I'm wrong! I was wrong! I'm really wrong! Give me a break! I must change, I must change my evil ways and return to justice! "

Chu Jingfeng said faintly, "I'm not going to kill you. How to deal with you depends on the master."

This is their family affair. Zhu Yingwei is not an immortal. Chu Jingfeng will not kill him. The final decision is still in the hands of Zhu Laozi.

Zhu Yingwei seemed to see the hope of life. He climbed to the bed on his knees and muttered, "Dad, I'm wrong! I was wrong! Wake up quickly. I'll wait on you in the future! "

What Zhu Yingwei said at this time was very sincere.

"Mr. Chu, my father, he..."

Zhu lengling hesitated and asked.

Although he saw his father's face getting much better and his chest ups and downs returning to normal, it seemed that everything was developing in a good direction, his family could not rest assured until he woke up or received an accurate reply from Chu Jingfeng.

Chu Jingfeng said with a smile: "now he can't wake up for the time being. His intracranial Qi and blood are blocked, and he is hurt to know the sea. This is also the reason why he talks nonsense. Now Zhu Yingwei's soul blood is repairing his knowledge of the sea. As long as the knowledge of the sea is repaired, I can inject a needle to breathe and wake the old man up."

"How long will it take?"

Zhu lengling asked.

Chu Jingfeng said, "it will take about an hour."

"It will take so long."

Zhu lengling was disappointed, but soon said, "thank you, Mr. Chu. Mr. Chu, sit down first and I'll make you a pot of tea."

Then she went downstairs, and Feng Qian brought a seat for Chu Jingfeng.

An hour later, Chu Jingfeng put down his tea cup, came to Zhu Hui, looked carefully, and then said, "well, you can give me an injection. Just bring me a hot towel, which is a little higher than the body surface temperature, and cover the old man's forehead."

"Good!"

Zhulengling hurried downstairs, quickly brought a basin of hot water, then wet the towel, gently wring it dry and put it on Zhuhui's forehead.

Chu Jingfeng has taken out a set of silver needles and gently injected Zhu Hui,

However, all the parts of the needle were on Zhu Hui's head, so Chu Jingfeng was very cautious.

Every acupoint on the head is very important. There can be no mistake, otherwise the end may be death!

Fortunately, Chu Jingfeng has enough experience. Naturally, he can't miss it.

Half an hour later, Zhu Hui's head was covered with dense silver needles, looking like a hedgehog.

Feng Yan's family were also frightened.

"Well, wait a few minutes. The old man should wake up."

Chu Jingfeng said.

"Look, the towel on Grandpa's head has turned red!"

At this time, Feng Qian suddenly said nervously.