One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Su Heng has not been practicing martial arts for a long time, but he has offended many people during this period.

It is possible that it was the Heavenly Demon Alliance, and it is also possible that it was a noble family.

There is also a demon that he came into contact with inexplicably, but he did not notice it at the time.

However, this demon only has strange means, and the threat it brings to him is really limited. Su Heng frowned and thought for a long time, but he did not have any definite ideas.

Just put it aside for the time being.

The night is deep, but the moon is about to set.

There is not much time left before dawn.

Su Heng did not plan to sleep, so he simply sat cross-legged and silently recited the formula in the Taotie method to speed up the digestion of food in his stomach.

He is now acquiring attribute points at a fast speed.

With the Taotie method and the sufficient supply of demon meat, twenty attribute points a day is not a problem.

But there are also many places that need to be spent. The realm of the technique needs to be improved, and the demon skeleton must also be studied in time.

In addition, special techniques such as the Taotie method also require a large number of attribute points.

These consumptions are not a small number when viewed individually.

All these made Su Heng feel even more stressed.

Although his current strength was not weak, he never relaxed.

Time passed by.

The sun rose and the moon set.

The golden sunlight passed over Canglong Mountain and sprinkled on the hazy river surface, and the huge figure of the Red Building could be vaguely seen.

Click!

Su Heng stretched himself, slowly stood up from the futon, and moved his hands and feet.

"Go outside for a walk." Su Heng had been practicing for two consecutive days and nights, and had been staying in the house, feeling a little bored.

The scenery of Jiangyue Pavilion was nice, and it was worth going out to see.

Another thing was to get information.

The Luo family, one of the seven great demon-sealing families, was wiped out, which would inevitably cause ripples.

Su Heng also wanted to hear what kind of wind was outside.

He pushed open the door and walked through the courtyard along the cobblestone path. Just as he came to the path outside, he heard a voice that was a little weak behind him.

"Mr. Su."

Su Heng turned around and saw Chen Murong trotting towards him.

"How are you these days?" Su Heng smiled and greeted.

"Not particularly well..." Chen Murong stuck out his tongue and then laughed, "Thank you, Mr. Su, for sending me home that day."

The two walked together, Su Heng in front and Chen Murong slightly behind. They were silent at first, and then Chen Murong took the initiative to find a topic.

"Do you remember the young master of the Luo family, Luo Tong, whom we met in the Red Mansion before?" Chen Murong said softly.

"Yes, I remember." Su Heng said, "Did anything happen?"

"Mr. Su really didn't know?" Chen Murong seemed a little surprised, "In two days, this matter has spread throughout Baihua County."

"I really don't know what it is." Su Heng stopped, with an innocent look on his face.

"Mr. Su is really..." Chen Murong also stopped and smiled with his lips pursed, with two small dimples at the corners of his mouth.

"The Luo family was wiped out. Legend has it that it was done by demons." Chen Murong said.

"What!?" Su Heng's eyes widened, and his voice rose by three full tones.

Seeing Su Heng's reaction, Chen Murong did not continue to talk, but smiled more.

"Mr. Su,"

Seeing Su Heng's shocked expression, Chen Murong was obviously a little uncomfortable.

"Look at your sleeves." Chen Murong reminded in a low voice.

"Sleeves, what's wrong with my sleeves?" Su Heng frowned, raised his hand, and looked at the edges of the sleeves one by one.

His face suddenly turned black.

But he saw that at the bottom of the long sleeves, there were five small characters embroidered with inconspicuous gold thread - Elder Luo Maocang.

Seeing Su Heng's expression, Chen Murong covered his mouth and laughed out loud.

"This clothing store actually sold me second-hand goods at the price of first-hand goods. I don't want to teach him a lesson." Su Heng made up for himself with a serious face.

"Swish".

He tore off his sleeves and put them in his arms.

"Thanks to Miss Chen for reminding me, otherwise I would have gotten myself into trouble." Su Heng said gratefully.

"Nothing." Chen Murong put his hand down, but there was still a smile on his face, "My family is in the cloth and clothing business. I have learned these things since I was a child, so I am naturally more sensitive than ordinary people."

"Maybe, the clothing store that Mr. Su mentioned is also opened by my family." Chen Murong teased mischievously, "When the time comes, I will have to ask Mr. Su to bear with me."

"Of course." Su Heng said seriously.

"I think Miss Chen doesn't look very good. Did you not sleep well last night?" Su Heng asked.

He didn't force the subject to change, but Chen Murong had two dark circles under her eyes, and it was obvious that she was listless.

This was because she was wearing makeup.

If she was bare-faced, her mental state would definitely be much worse.

"Ah," Chen Murong was slightly surprised, "Has Mr. Su figured it out?"

"I haven't been sleeping well these past two days. I also have nightmares at night, dreaming of a figure in red. When I woke up in the morning, my body was wet, so uncomfortable."

This matter seemed to have caused Chen Murong a lot of trouble.

Now he poured out all of it at once.

Chen Murong's face flushed slightly, thinking that these things were a little private.

"Have you seen a doctor?" Su Heng asked.

"I have looked for it." Chen Murong replied, "The doctor prescribed some prescriptions to calm the mind, but after taking them, there was no effect. Even in the daytime, I felt confused and sleepwalking."

"Really..."

Su Heng frowned first, and his eyes lingered on Chen Murong for a while.

Then he suddenly squatted down, and his serious face appeared in front of Chen Murong, which frightened the latter a little.

"I have learned some massage techniques, maybe it will be effective." Su Heng said, "Miss Chen, if you don't mind, you can let me try."

"Okay." Chen Murong agreed without thinking.

"Do you want to go back to the room?"

"No." Su Heng narrowed his eyes, "It's here, it will be done soon."

Before Chen Murong had time to talk, he saw Su Heng suddenly move forward, and then there was a sharp pain in his neck.

There was also a piercing scream.

The sound was not loud, but it was enough to make people shudder.

Chen Murong subconsciously reached out to touch his shoulder, and it felt smooth, but there was nothing unusual.

"Do you feel better now?" Su Heng stood up and smiled gently.

"I feel much better all of a sudden." Chen Murong blinked, with a look of shock on his face. It was more than better, it felt incredible.

"It feels like a heavy burden has been lifted off my body." Chen Murong jumped on the spot, "How did you do it?"

"Family craft." Su Heng did not elaborate.

He lowered his head, and between his two fingers was a small tuft of black hair.

The hair was wriggling back and forth in Su Heng's hand like an earthworm, and one end of it was stained with a little dark red blood.

"Shh!"

The Chiyang Black Evil Force swallowed and spit, and the hair was evaporated instantly.

"When did you start to feel uncomfortable?" Su Heng gradually had an answer in his mind, but he still asked for further verification.

"It was probably two days ago..." Chen Murong said, "It should be when I came back from the Red Mansion! At first, I just thought it was because I drank too much and I would be fine after a good sleep. But I didn't expect that as time went by, the feeling of confusion became more and more obvious."

"Sure enough!" Su Heng laughed.

But Chen Murong always felt that there was an inexplicable danger in that smile, which made her shudder.