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Zhang Xiaoyu said anxiously: "I haven't found the feeling yet. I'll run the technique a few more times to try."

Zhang Xiaoyu has no desire to drink blood.

Lin Feng took out a small knife and a small iron basin as big as the palm of his hand, "Brother Zhang, don't worry, the secret skill is not that easy to practice."

Zhang Xiaoyu's forehead was already covered with sweat.

This technique is all guided by thoughts, to put it bluntly, it relies on imagination.

Imagine directing the heat from your stomach through your meridians into your Dantian.

It's easier said than done.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "Xiao Feng, didn't you say that this bloodthirsty magic skill is easy to learn but difficult to master? It should be easy to get started, why haven't I felt it yet?"

"No matter how easy it is to get started, it is still a unique skill." Lin Feng scratched the wild deer's skin and let out a basin of blood. "Brother Zhang, drink some blood and try again."

The smell of deer blood was not strong, so Zhang Xiaoyu took the iron basin and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking, Zhang Xiaoyu ran the technique again and immediately felt the warmth in his stomach.

He guided the warm current into the Dantian according to the exercise route.

When the warm current entered the Dantian, Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes instantly turned blood red.

Bloodthirsty and violent desire arose from the depths of his heart.

Lin Feng looked into Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes and took a step back unconsciously.

Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes were dark red, as if they were bottomless abyss of blood.

Ouch! Zhang Xiaoyu let out an inhuman roar, pounced on the wild deer, and bit the deer's neck.

The deer struggled desperately but to no avail.

The blood all over the wild deer was quickly sucked dry by Zhang Xiaoyu.

But Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes were still blood red.

Zhang Xiaoyu stood up and turned his head sharply to look at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng thought that Zhang Xiaoyu was already in a state of confusion and would pounce on him immediately, but he didn't expect that Zhang Xiaoyu still had sense.

Zhang Xiaoyu clenched her fists loudly, trying hard to restrain the bloodthirsty desire in her body.

Zhang Xiaoyu opened his mouth with a lot of blood stains on it and said: "Xiao Feng, hurry up, there's not enough blood, give me another one!"

"Wait." Lin Feng ran into the dense forest and soon caught another wild boar.

Zhang Xiaoyu bit into the soft meat under the wild boar's neck.

After the wild boar's blood was sucked dry, Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes returned to normal.

Zhang Xiaoyu felt that his body was filled with inexhaustible power.

Bang, Zhang Xiaoyu punched the big tree next to him, knocking off a large piece of bark.

Ahhh, Zhang Xiaoyu looked up to the sky and screamed, "I've done it! I've done it!"

Lin Feng frowned when he saw Zhang Xiaoyu's slightly crazy look.

This bloodthirsty magic skill is too terrifying, so I’d better not practice it myself.

Zhang Xiaoyu's long roar seemed to vent the long-standing depression in his heart.

After Zhang Xiaoyu finished venting, he looked at Lin Feng beside him, "Xiao Feng, I've finished practicing, and I can't look back.

The demon seed has been planted and will drink blood at least once every three days, otherwise it will enter a state of madness.

This magic skill is too evil. "

Lin Feng nodded, "This magic skill is indeed very evil.

However, my teacher said that if you practice this skill to a high level, you will no longer need to suck blood like this. "

Zhang Xiaoyu looked up at the sky and said very confidently: "Then I will definitely be able to practice to a high level. I feel that this martial arts is very suitable for me.

In the future, I will make great progress in martial arts. "

Lin Feng felt that Zhang Xiaoyu's whole person was different, and there seemed to be a sharp edge in his body.

Zhang Xiaoyu walked to a creek, rinsed the blood from his mouth, and washed his clothes.

The two gathered up the wild deer and wild boar, cut off the tooth marks and threw them away.

Lin Feng roasted the wild deer directly, and it tasted pretty good.

After eating the venison, Zhang Xiaoyu carried the packed wild boar home with Lin Feng.

Lin Feng felt that Zhang Xiaoyu's blood sucking for one day was equivalent to someone else's training for a month, and the training speed was quite terrifying.

But it's far behind compared to myself.

.......

After returning.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoyu was in high spirits, Sister-in-law Zhang even asked Lin Feng to take her husband out for a walk.

After Lin Feng entered the house, he felt that his mother looked at him strangely.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, um, your wife is looking for you."

Lin Feng went to the next room to look for Zhou Chunlan.

Zhou Chunlan sat on the bed, her face still a little red.

"Madam, you are looking for me."

Zhou Chunlan took out a rolled scroll from the bedside and asked, "What is this?"

Lin Feng suddenly remembered, "Oh, this is from Mr. Li next door.

Mr. Li was afraid that his wife would see it, so he put this erotic picture in my place.

Later I forgot about it. "

Zhou Chunlan suddenly said, "So that's it. I thought you liked to see this kind of scroll."

Lin Feng stepped forward and held Zhou Chunlan in his arms, "My lady is ten times more beautiful than the beauty in that painting.

With a lady by my side, why should I look at paintings? "

Zhou Chunlan's face turned red, her hands hanging down on Lin Feng's chest, "It's broad daylight, put me down quickly."

Lin Feng kissed Zhou Chunlan on the face before putting her down.

Then Lin Feng picked up the scroll and said, "I'll send it back to Mr. Li right away."

Lin Feng walked to the door of Yuanwai Li's house and happened to meet Butler Li.

Butler Li knew that Lin Feng was a good friend of Yuan Li.

He faced Lin Feng and asked, "Young Master Lin, why are you here when you are free?"

"Oh, I'm here to deliver something to Brother Li." Lin Feng glanced at the yard, thinking not to be caught by Mrs. Li.

"Is the Madam at home today?"

Butler Li was stunned, "Madam? There is no Madam in the mansion. The Madam has passed away for many years.

And the master has always been obsessed with the Madam, and has never married or taken a concubine for so many years."

Lin Feng was a little puzzled. If that's the case, why did Brother Li keep the erotic painting with him?

At this time, Mr. Li came over from the side.

Mr. Li was just not far away and seemed to have heard what Butler Li said.

Butler Li felt that he seemed to have said something wrong and lowered his head unconsciously.

Butler Li's words seemed to evoke Mr. Li's sad things.

Mr. Li was a little depressed. He walked to Lin Feng and said, "Have a drink!"

Lin Feng said, "I'll use tea instead of wine."

"Okay."

The two sat in the pavilion in the backyard, with a pot of tea, a pot of wine, and a table of side dishes.

Lin Feng and Mr. Li drank for a while, and Mr. Li got drunk without drinking much.

When you are in a bad mood, the wine doesn't make you drunk, but you get drunk yourself.

Mr. Li said groggily, "Brother Lin, I envy you.

Your family is harmonious and free from disease and disaster.

Unlike me, my parents died early, and my wife died of illness before I became successful.

My wife suffered too much with me.

In order to raise enough capital for my business, she worked for the rich man's family and was exhausted.

Now my family is rich and my life is better, but she is gone.

You are buried in the mud and my bones are melted, while I live in the world with snow on my head.

The most painful thing in life is lovesickness, and the farthest thing is separation between Yin and Yang.

I really hope she can live to share wealth with me."

Mr. Li burped and pointed to the direction of the main room, "No, my wife is still here, she is waiting for me at home.

Brother Lin, take the erotic painting away, and don't let my wife see it."

Alas, Lin Feng could only sigh in the end and take the erotic painting back home.

I didn't expect Mr. Li to be a sentimental person.

There are only two kinds of people in this world who are most vulnerable, one is the sentimental person, and the other is the nostalgic person.

Mr. Li was taken advantage of by both. The pain in his heart is unspeakable to outsiders. He may be a little neurotic.

However, this incident also reminded Lin Feng that he had to buy a few maids to replace his mother and wife to do the work.

Let his mother and wife be freed from the heavy housework, save time to learn martial arts and strengthen their bodies, so that they can live a long life.

Lin Feng didn't want to wait until he reached the peak of martial arts, and then look back and find that he had become a lonely man.