Chapter 1211 Hungry Red Spirit
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Wan Li Yu
Hearing this, Hong Ling shook her head. She did not answer Zhang Yifeng's words. Her expression was gloomy, as if she was about to cry. She weakly said to Zhang Yifeng: "Master, give it to me quickly, I want..."
Now she didn't even have the strength to answer Zhang Yifeng, she only knew that she was hungry.
Fortunately, there were no outsiders in the room. If anyone heard Hong Ling say such words, people who didn't know would have thought that the two of them were doing something that men and women love to do.
Zhang Yifeng knew that the red spirit was definitely starving, but he didn't know if the spirit corpse would starve to death?
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng put his hand into the concealment formation. He was about to say "Drink," but before he could say anything, Hong Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he was experiencing a severe drought, and he started to gurgling while holding Zhang Yifeng's arm. Drink blood.
Zhang Yifeng could clearly feel that the blood in his body was draining rapidly.
"Slow down, slow down."
Zhang Yifeng asked to slow down at first, but when he arrived, he shouted directly.
"Stop, stop!"
In just three minutes, Zhang Yifeng's face turned pale and his head even felt dizzy.
Hong Ling seemed to have fallen into a violent rage, and it was as if he was going to bleed out and die, and he couldn't stop at all.
"Master...wait...wait..."
Hong Ling spoke vaguely while sucking blood.
Zhang Yifeng was about to cry but had no tears. With such skill, Hong Ling might have drank 400cc of his blood. But, this is just the beginning.
500cc…600cc…
800cc!
Hong Ling sucked the blood faster and faster. After another 2 minutes, Zhang Yifeng had already sucked 800cc of blood by Hong Ling.
For an ordinary person, his life would be in danger. Fortunately, Zhang Yifeng is a cultivator and can still bear it. But even if you are a cultivator, you can't let Hong Ling suck it without restraint, right?
When Hong Ling sucked about 1000cc, Zhang Yifeng finally couldn't bear it anymore and pushed Hong Ling's head away with his hand.
Hong Ling immediately stared at Zhang Yifeng with an aggrieved look on her face. She hugged Zhang Yifeng's arm, pressed her body against it, and prayed: "Master, I want more, give it to me, I'm hungry..."
Although Zhang Yifeng's body was very comfortable, he still resisted this sugar-coated attack. He said with a cold face: "How long are you going to suck it!"
Hong Ling said aggrievedly: "I don't know, but I'm still very hungry. Master... I feel like I'm about to advance."
"Almost promoted?" Zhang Yifeng was delighted.
It is said that every time a spirit corpse is promoted, its cultivation level is equivalent to a cultivator advancing to several major realms.
There are only five levels of spiritual corpses: spiritual corpses, ghost corpses, demon corpses, king corpses, and the last unknown realm. No one knows the name of that realm, because it is said that after the spirit corpse has been promoted four times, reaching the fifth level, it can evoke the memory of the previous life. It can be considered a complete resurrection. Unfortunately, a complete resurrection is not easy.
In all these years, no one has been resurrected in Lingyue Continent. Even if an immortal wants to be resurrected, it is extremely difficult, let alone a cultivator.
If you want to be resurrected, you need endless immortal treasures to nurture the corpse. In addition, you also need luck and opportunity to be resurrected. Otherwise, even if you become a spirit corpse, you will not be able to recover your memory in the end.
If the red spirit were promoted to become a demon corpse, how strong would it be?
Will we be able to fight against the entire family of regulators by relying only on the Red Spirit?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up, and he said to Hong Ling: "If you really want to advance, I will give you my blood to drink. It doesn't matter how much you drink, as long as I don't let my blood run out and you will die."
Hong Ling said aggrievedly: "I'm not saying that I will advance after drinking blood, I just feel that I am about to advance. If you let me drink enough, I will fall into a deep sleep, and the blood will automatically transform my body. Maybe, when I wake up, I will Promoted."
"As soon as you wake up? Advance? What if you don't advance?" Zhang Yifeng was speechless.
Hong Ling blocked her mouth and whispered: "Then just two sleeps...three sleeps at most, and I will definitely advance."
Zhang Yifeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "So, how many more times do you have to endure pain?"
"I don't know, what if I advance the next time I wake up? It depends on whether your blood can satisfy me..."
Hong Ling swallowed her saliva as she spoke. It seemed that she didn't feel normal at all after drinking so much blood.
Zhang Yifeng thought for a moment, and then walked into the hiding formation.
Without saying a word, he took out the alchemy furnace and started refining the elixir.
Seeing this scene, Hong Ling felt very aggrieved: "Master... I'm hungry..."
If the spirit corpse didn't have tears, Hong Ling would probably have cried at this moment. She had been so hungry that she was heartbroken, but Zhang Yifeng was still in the mood to make elixirs.
"Don't make trouble, I'm refining the blood-boosting pill. This time, I'll let you drink until you're full. This will save you the second or third sleep..."
"Entertainment Pill? What is it?" Hong Ling looked confused.
Zhang Yifeng was speechless: "Shengxue, blood of blood, is not something to learn in school. Stop talking nonsense, don't disturb me."
"oh oh."
Hong Ling nodded and stood there expectantly.
Five minutes later, Zhang Yifeng refined a batch of blood-boosting pills. Without hesitation, he took one first.
After 3 minutes, Zhang Yifeng left the hiding formation and stretched out his arm again: "Come on, continue!"
"Master, you are so kind. Hong Ling likes you so much, so I won't be polite."
Hong Ling stretched out his tiger fangs and bit it.
Gollum Gollum Gollum...
The sound of swallowing blood kept coming. Zhang Yifeng felt a little pain just listening to the sound. This was his blood. Moreover, it is very painful to be drank by someone. It feels so uncomfortable.
If he didn't know where the teleportation array was and whether it was good or bad, Zhang Yifeng would have really wanted to use the Immortal King's Demon-Conquering Jade to directly wipe out the supervisor's family. It is much better to use the Immortal King's Demon-Conquering Jade than to expect the Red Spirit to advance to the Demon Corpse, at least you won't suffer any consequences.
"I'll go, Hong Ling, aren't you full yet?"
"Hong Ling, how long are you going to drink?"
"Red Spirit...Red Spirit..."
In the room, Zhang Yifeng would question his conscience every few minutes! But Hong Ling ignored him at all and just held his arm, gurgling and drinking blood.
Zhang Yifeng wanted to cry but had no tears, so he could only take a blood-boosting pill from time to time.
Even so, he still felt dizzy. The Blood-rising Pill cannot withstand Hong Ling's violent "output", and the speed of blood production cannot match the speed of Hong Ling's blood-sucking.
Seeing that the blood rising pill was about to be exhausted, Zhang Yifeng was about to fall into coma.
Hong Ling finally let go of his mouth and burped.
"belch."
Hearing the sound of belching, Zhang Yifeng finally showed a smile.
The people are finally liberated. If Hong Ling doesn't drink enough, he will go on strike.
"Master, I have been resurrected with full blood. I feel so light and agile. Master, you are so good. Give me a hug."
The red spirit jumped up and down and suddenly gave Zhang Yifeng a big hug.
Half an hour ago, Zhang Yifeng was alive and kicking, while Hong Ling was dying, but now it's completely reversed. Now Zhang Yifeng is weak and dying.
Now she didn't even have the strength to answer Zhang Yifeng, she only knew that she was hungry.
Fortunately, there were no outsiders in the room. If anyone heard Hong Ling say such words, people who didn't know would have thought that the two of them were doing something that men and women love to do.
Zhang Yifeng knew that the red spirit was definitely starving, but he didn't know if the spirit corpse would starve to death?
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng put his hand into the concealment formation. He was about to say "Drink," but before he could say anything, Hong Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he was experiencing a severe drought, and he started to gurgling while holding Zhang Yifeng's arm. Drink blood.
Zhang Yifeng could clearly feel that the blood in his body was draining rapidly.
"Slow down, slow down."
Zhang Yifeng asked to slow down at first, but when he arrived, he shouted directly.
"Stop, stop!"
In just three minutes, Zhang Yifeng's face turned pale and his head even felt dizzy.
Hong Ling seemed to have fallen into a violent rage, and it was as if he was going to bleed out and die, and he couldn't stop at all.
"Master...wait...wait..."
Hong Ling spoke vaguely while sucking blood.
Zhang Yifeng was about to cry but had no tears. With such skill, Hong Ling might have drank 400cc of his blood. But, this is just the beginning.
500cc…600cc…
800cc!
Hong Ling sucked the blood faster and faster. After another 2 minutes, Zhang Yifeng had already sucked 800cc of blood by Hong Ling.
For an ordinary person, his life would be in danger. Fortunately, Zhang Yifeng is a cultivator and can still bear it. But even if you are a cultivator, you can't let Hong Ling suck it without restraint, right?
When Hong Ling sucked about 1000cc, Zhang Yifeng finally couldn't bear it anymore and pushed Hong Ling's head away with his hand.
Hong Ling immediately stared at Zhang Yifeng with an aggrieved look on her face. She hugged Zhang Yifeng's arm, pressed her body against it, and prayed: "Master, I want more, give it to me, I'm hungry..."
Although Zhang Yifeng's body was very comfortable, he still resisted this sugar-coated attack. He said with a cold face: "How long are you going to suck it!"
Hong Ling said aggrievedly: "I don't know, but I'm still very hungry. Master... I feel like I'm about to advance."
"Almost promoted?" Zhang Yifeng was delighted.
It is said that every time a spirit corpse is promoted, its cultivation level is equivalent to a cultivator advancing to several major realms.
There are only five levels of spiritual corpses: spiritual corpses, ghost corpses, demon corpses, king corpses, and the last unknown realm. No one knows the name of that realm, because it is said that after the spirit corpse has been promoted four times, reaching the fifth level, it can evoke the memory of the previous life. It can be considered a complete resurrection. Unfortunately, a complete resurrection is not easy.
In all these years, no one has been resurrected in Lingyue Continent. Even if an immortal wants to be resurrected, it is extremely difficult, let alone a cultivator.
If you want to be resurrected, you need endless immortal treasures to nurture the corpse. In addition, you also need luck and opportunity to be resurrected. Otherwise, even if you become a spirit corpse, you will not be able to recover your memory in the end.
If the red spirit were promoted to become a demon corpse, how strong would it be?
Will we be able to fight against the entire family of regulators by relying only on the Red Spirit?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up, and he said to Hong Ling: "If you really want to advance, I will give you my blood to drink. It doesn't matter how much you drink, as long as I don't let my blood run out and you will die."
Hong Ling said aggrievedly: "I'm not saying that I will advance after drinking blood, I just feel that I am about to advance. If you let me drink enough, I will fall into a deep sleep, and the blood will automatically transform my body. Maybe, when I wake up, I will Promoted."
"As soon as you wake up? Advance? What if you don't advance?" Zhang Yifeng was speechless.
Hong Ling blocked her mouth and whispered: "Then just two sleeps...three sleeps at most, and I will definitely advance."
Zhang Yifeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "So, how many more times do you have to endure pain?"
"I don't know, what if I advance the next time I wake up? It depends on whether your blood can satisfy me..."
Hong Ling swallowed her saliva as she spoke. It seemed that she didn't feel normal at all after drinking so much blood.
Zhang Yifeng thought for a moment, and then walked into the hiding formation.
Without saying a word, he took out the alchemy furnace and started refining the elixir.
Seeing this scene, Hong Ling felt very aggrieved: "Master... I'm hungry..."
If the spirit corpse didn't have tears, Hong Ling would probably have cried at this moment. She had been so hungry that she was heartbroken, but Zhang Yifeng was still in the mood to make elixirs.
"Don't make trouble, I'm refining the blood-boosting pill. This time, I'll let you drink until you're full. This will save you the second or third sleep..."
"Entertainment Pill? What is it?" Hong Ling looked confused.
Zhang Yifeng was speechless: "Shengxue, blood of blood, is not something to learn in school. Stop talking nonsense, don't disturb me."
"oh oh."
Hong Ling nodded and stood there expectantly.
Five minutes later, Zhang Yifeng refined a batch of blood-boosting pills. Without hesitation, he took one first.
After 3 minutes, Zhang Yifeng left the hiding formation and stretched out his arm again: "Come on, continue!"
"Master, you are so kind. Hong Ling likes you so much, so I won't be polite."
Hong Ling stretched out his tiger fangs and bit it.
Gollum Gollum Gollum...
The sound of swallowing blood kept coming. Zhang Yifeng felt a little pain just listening to the sound. This was his blood. Moreover, it is very painful to be drank by someone. It feels so uncomfortable.
If he didn't know where the teleportation array was and whether it was good or bad, Zhang Yifeng would have really wanted to use the Immortal King's Demon-Conquering Jade to directly wipe out the supervisor's family. It is much better to use the Immortal King's Demon-Conquering Jade than to expect the Red Spirit to advance to the Demon Corpse, at least you won't suffer any consequences.
"I'll go, Hong Ling, aren't you full yet?"
"Hong Ling, how long are you going to drink?"
"Red Spirit...Red Spirit..."
In the room, Zhang Yifeng would question his conscience every few minutes! But Hong Ling ignored him at all and just held his arm, gurgling and drinking blood.
Zhang Yifeng wanted to cry but had no tears, so he could only take a blood-boosting pill from time to time.
Even so, he still felt dizzy. The Blood-rising Pill cannot withstand Hong Ling's violent "output", and the speed of blood production cannot match the speed of Hong Ling's blood-sucking.
Seeing that the blood rising pill was about to be exhausted, Zhang Yifeng was about to fall into coma.
Hong Ling finally let go of his mouth and burped.
"belch."
Hearing the sound of belching, Zhang Yifeng finally showed a smile.
The people are finally liberated. If Hong Ling doesn't drink enough, he will go on strike.
"Master, I have been resurrected with full blood. I feel so light and agile. Master, you are so good. Give me a hug."
The red spirit jumped up and down and suddenly gave Zhang Yifeng a big hug.
Half an hour ago, Zhang Yifeng was alive and kicking, while Hong Ling was dying, but now it's completely reversed. Now Zhang Yifeng is weak and dying.
