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Qingxinju Teahouse, in the room on the top floor!

"Blood-burning and body-exploding pill!"

Seeing the red pill that Zhao Zhulin poured out, Jiang Fengye couldn't help but shout out the origin of the pill with a sudden change of expression.

Blood-burning and body-exploding pill was developed by an evil cultivator who was proficient in alchemy. Based on some common characteristics between the cultivator's blood and spiritual power, it is a kind of pill that can increase one's strength several times by burning blood.

With Zhao Zhulin's seventh-level peak foundation building, by burning the blood in his body with the Blood-burning and body-exploding pill, he can almost exchange for the strength of the eighth-level peak foundation building.

However, blood is not only the nutrition needed to maintain human life, but also the energy that can enhance strength.

The result of burning blood will not only damage the blood vessels, meridians, internal organs and dantian in the body, but also consume a lot of life and potential. It is a self-harming forbidden magic pill.

Even if Zhao Zhulin had obtained the peak of the eighth level of foundation building through the Blood-burning and Body-exploding Pill, he still had the strength to defeat the opponent. However, considering that the teahouse had reached its limit, Jiang Fengye finally decided to resolve the battle quickly.

So, he quickly condensed the sword spell with his ten fingers and shouted.

"Qiankun Sword Technique, Ten Swords Devouring the Heart!"

Along with Jiang Fengye's shout, the gray sword inserted in Zhao Zhulin's shoulder immediately split into ten identical swords.

Except for one sword that continued to stay in his shoulder, three swords pierced his dantian, three swords pierced his heart, and three swords pierced his eyebrows.

Just as Zhao Zhulin had just brought the Blood-burning and Body-exploding Pill to his mouth, the three swords that successfully pierced his heart made him slightly dull in swallowing the pill because of the intense pain that formed instantly.

Then, the six swords that pierced his eyebrows and abdomen at the same time gradually replaced the crazy look in his eyes with deathly silence.

In the end, Zhao Zhulin, who had completely lost his vitality, fell heavily to the ground.

"Bang!"

As Zhao Zhulin's body hit the floor heavily, the entire teahouse began to shake violently.

Without any hesitation, he quickly searched the bodies of Zhao Zhulin and Yan Shuhao, put all the treasures he collected into his arms, and then flashed to the side of the pretty girl.

Then, he reached out and picked up the pretty girl and Zhao Yiqian and jumped down the window sill.

Using the gray energy to control his body to land steadily on the ground, Jiang Fengye rushed directly to the abandoned fertilizer factory without stopping.

When Jiang Fengye left the teahouse, the violently shaking teahouse began to collapse because of the countless cracks in the teahouse itself.

Yan Shuhao, who was killed by a sneak attack, and Zhao Zhulin, who was killed by Qiankun Swordsmanship, rolled directly to the male zombie who was severely injured by Jiang Fengye's invisible sword energy as the teahouse collapsed.

Feeling the blood flowing from the wounds of Yan Shuhao and Zhao Zhulin, the blood-sucking impulse in his heart made the male zombie drag his severely injured body and crawl directly on their wounds, and began to absorb blood in large mouthfuls.

As elites and inner disciples from the sect, the blood in Zhao Zhulin and Yan Shuhao's bodies not only contains abundant spiritual power, but also the remaining medicinal power that they usually use to assist in cultivation but have not been completely consumed.

Therefore, under the nourishment of Zhao Zhulin and Yan Shuhao's blood, the male zombie's injuries not only recovered quickly, but also the color of his hair and eyes showed a faint trend of transformation.

……!

Mobilizing 90% of the gray energy in Dantian to perform Qingfeng Step, Jiang Fengye quickly rushed to the abandoned fertilizer factory, put Zhao Ziqian and the pretty girl on the red bricks in front of the office building, and then took out his mobile phone to contact Zhuang Jieyan, asking her to drive to pick him up immediately.

Then, he bent over, opened Zhao Ziqian's eyes, opened her mouth, and held her palm to examine it carefully.

After confirming that the zombie pill was highly toxic and had not completely transformed her, Jiang Fengye secretly breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to touch the acupoint behind the pretty girl's ear.

Just three seconds later, the pretty girl who was stunned by Zhao Zhulin slowly opened her eyes.

When she saw the thin boy who had forced the boss to agree to humiliating conditions, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she thought of the handsome young man who had insulted her by force, and asked with hatred in her eyes.

"Jiang Fengye, where is the guy surnamed Zhao?"

"The sword pierced his heart and he was buried in the teahouse!"

Ragged clothes, disheveled hair, the faint fragrance of the virgin was replaced by the dark fragrance!

There was no need to ask more questions. Jiang Fengye also knew what the pretty girl in front of him had experienced, and he could understand why she immediately asked Zhao Zhulin after waking up, so he replied sympathetically.

The bastard who insulted her was killed, and her hatred was avenged. This made the pretty girl close her eyes with mixed feelings, and two lines of tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"Girl, where is your boss Wu Yijie?" Thinking of when she arrived at the teahouse in Qingxinju, she had hidden downstairs and used her mind to check the entire teahouse, but did not find the trace and body of the evil Wu Yijie, Jiang Fengye couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"The day you reached an agreement with the boss, the boss had quietly left Ningji City and has not returned yet."

Thinking of the handsome young man who is not only powerful, but also able to control the ferocious blood-sucking zombies.

If the boss did not leave the teahouse, he would inevitably conflict with the handsome young man who wanted to occupy the teahouse, and he would definitely suffer from the other party's murderous hands in the end.

Thinking of this, the pretty girl couldn't help but feel fortunate to reply.

After learning that Wu Yijie was fine, Jiang Fengye also breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

Then, he suddenly thought that the fierce fight between him and Zhao Zhulin led to the collapse of the teahouse, causing the pretty girl to lose her money-making livelihood. Jiang Fengye asked slightly apologetically.

"Girl, what are you going to do next?"

"Jiang Fengye, my name is Cheng Yayan, you can call me by my nickname Yanyan."

After hearing Jiang Fengye's words "girl" to the left and "girl" to the right, the pretty girl sat upright with her hands on the ground. After introducing herself in detail, she said with a complicated look in her eyes.

"Next, I will continue to run the teahouse left by the boss and wait for his return."

"Girl, the teahouse has been completely destroyed!" Jiang Fengye had to remind him cruelly.

As a native of Ningji City, Cheng Yayan recognized the environment in front of her at a glance. It was an abandoned fertilizer factory not too far from the teahouse.

If nothing had happened in the teahouse, Jiang Fengye would not have appeared here with himself and the female zombie.

Therefore, Cheng Yayan, who was not surprised at all, shook her head and signaled.

"It's okay, I will spend money to find someone to build an identical teahouse again."

Seeing that Cheng Yayan could accept the collapse of the tea house calmly and had already thought about the follow-up arrangements, Jiang Fengye secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, thinking that Cheng Yayan was just a working girl, she definitely didn't have much money.

At the same time, the collapse of the teahouse was also the reason why he and Zhao Zhulin used their life-saving cards, so he took the initiative to remind them.

"Cheng Yayan, I need to bear at least half of the responsibility for the collapse of the Qingxinju Teahouse, so I should pay for the reconstruction of the teahouse."

"unnecessary!"

After shaking her head and rejecting Jiang Fengye's kindness, Cheng Yayan stood up and walked to the door of the fertilizer factory, leaving the reason why she didn't need help.

"Since the Qinglong Chamber of Commerce and the Kowloon Group often seek help from the boss, they will prepare a generous gift for me in private every time they come to the teahouse to meet the boss."

"So, I plan to use the funds from those generous gifts to rebuild a new teahouse."