Chapter 966 Hong Ling is hungry
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Wan Li Yu
Zhang Yifeng has the Ancient Nirvana Bow, Xiao Bai, and now there is also the Red Spirit of the Spirit Corpse. To be honest, he doesn't take it seriously at all in the [-]-minute city. Whoever comes to be the city leader of the divided city will die!
Only an existence at the level of the city lord of the main city can make him fall in love.
Time passed, and three days later, Jue Yuan came to Weiwo City, and Zhang Yifeng personally settled Jue Yuan.
Afterwards, life settled down.
All the cronies around Zhang Yifeng, including the hundred war bandits, are working hard to improve their cultivation.
Half a month later, with the help of Xiao Ling Dan, Zhang Yifeng's cultivation improved by another level and entered the fourth level of the Bigu Stage.
At this time, his cultivation was consolidated, and he was ready to continue taking Xiaoling Dan to raise his cultivation to the fifth level.
But he didn't remember the action yet. There was a strange movement in the demon-suppressing scroll placed in the storage ring. Then, a voice suddenly appeared in Zhang Yifeng's mind.
"Master, I'm hungry."
This voice was transmitted directly to his mind through the Demon Suppression Scroll, and it came from Hong Ling.
These days, Zhang Yifeng concentrated on practicing and completely forgot about this spiritual corpse.
"You are hungry?"
"Yes, Master, I am so hungry and feel weak all over. I want to drink blood. You promised to give me blood to drink, but you have ignored me these days. Wuwuwuwu..."
In the demon-suppressing space, Hong Ling's tearful look is really pitiful.
"Well, I thought the spirit zombies are not hungry, they just like to drink blood. Okay, I'll let you out."
This was Zhang Yifeng's first time keeping a spirit corpse in captivity and he had no experience.
Shaking his head, he thought and the red spirit appeared in the room.
As soon as he came out, Hong Ling took Zhang Yifeng's hand and said coquettishly.
"Master, the red spirit is really hungry. If he is hungry for a long time, the red spirit will go crazy."
Zhang Yifeng knew that when Hong Ling said crazy, he meant going around killing people and drinking blood.
"Okay, I'll let you drink my blood right away, but before that, can you put on your clothes?"
Hong Ling has been naked since she came out, and every part of her body is as white as jade.
You must know that Hong Ling's beauty is not weaker than anyone else's.
If Zhang Yifeng hadn't been determined, he would have been afraid that his animal blood would boil for a moment, and he couldn't help but press Hong Ling under him. Although Hong Ling was a spirit corpse, she was actually a human being, but she was different from ordinary humans. The hands, feet and blood are cold. In addition, the red spirit has an ominous aura that makes people panic, so it is classified as a demon.
"Master, then I put on clothes and you give me blood to drink?"
Hong Ling looked at Zhang Yifeng aggrievedly, as if she was being wronged by asking her to wear clothes.
Zhang Yifeng nodded helplessly, threw a set of clothes to Hong Ling, and gave him a Qiankun bag.
The Qiankun bag is similar to a storage ring. But the advantage of the Qiankun Bag is that it can also be used by spirit corpses. Just reach in and grab it with your hands.
"I'll put all the clothes you can wear in it. Remember to wear clothes next time you come out."
Hong Ling put on her clothes and stared at Zhang Yifeng with naked eyes: "Master, let me put on my clothes. I'm hungry."
Zhang Yifeng stretched out his right hand helplessly: "Come and drink, but please take your time and don't drink too much..."
Before Zhang Yifeng could say many words, Hong Ling's two tiger teeth had bitten Zhang Yifeng's skin, and Hong Ling swallowed the blood gurglingly.
In just one breath, Zhang Yifeng felt a little dizzy and said quickly: "That's enough, that's enough. If you drink like this again, I will bleed to death."
Damn it, what's the blood-sucking speed?
In just one short breath, Zhang Yifeng felt that his body was hollowed out. Is Hong Ling’s little mouth a black hole? The attraction is too great.
"Oh." Hong Ling groaned, and then took advantage of the situation to take a few more sips, and then murmured with unfinished content.
"Master's blood is so delicious. It's the best blood Hong Ling has ever drunk. Every time he drinks Master's blood, Hong Ling can feel warm. By the way, Master, your blood It’s very powerful, it seems to have a mysterious and grand power.”
Zhang Yifeng just rolled his eyes at Hong Ling and said, "Stop blowing. I won't give you a few more sips if you blow again."
Hong Ling pouted and said: "Master, do you think I said this to trick you into drinking blood? But what Hong Ling said is true."
"Well, I am a cultivator of both spiritual and martial arts, so my blood is naturally different from those of the people you first sucked."
Zhang Yifeng explained calmly. He didn't take Hong Ling's words too seriously.
"Is that so?" Hong Ling blinked his big eyes, then shook his head and said, "No matter what, Hong Ling will only drink the master's blood from now on. Compared with your blood, other people's blood is simply water."
"Okay, are you full? When you're done, go back to the Demon Suppressing Scroll."
"Master, can I not go back to the Demon-Suppressing Scroll? The space inside the Demon-Suppressing Scroll is dark, okay, can I just stay here? You are busy with your business, and I will just draw circles quietly in the corner. "
Hong Ling is obviously still a child at heart. Although her body is mature, her heart is like a child's.
However, as the blood is consumed, Hong Ling's mind will rapidly improve.
"not going back?"
Zhang Yifeng originally wanted to refuse, but after seeing Hong Ling's big shining eyes, the words reached his throat but he did not say it out. This look was so pitiful.
"Okay, but you are not allowed to run around, let alone suck blood! Otherwise, I will put you in the demon-suppressing scroll immediately and never let you out again."
"Okay, master."
Hong Ling grinned, and then she ran to the corner, and sure enough, she squatted in the corner and drew circles. Zhang Yifeng suddenly felt guilty, as if she had bullied Hong Ling.
Hong Ling's mentality seems to be equivalent to that of a four or five-year-old child.
Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but want to ask, do you want lollipops and rag dolls? But in the end the words remained unasked.
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng sat cross-legged and started taking the elixir.
Eight days ago, he raised his cultivation level from the third level to the fourth level in the Bigu stage and took thirty small elixirs, which was more than double the amount required to raise his cultivation level from the second level to the third level.
Zhang Yifeng's consumption seems to have always been stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. In fact, as his cultivation progressed, his consumption increased exponentially. Is this because of his spiritual and martial arts skills?
According to this growth ratio, it will cost seventy or eighty small elixirs to upgrade from the fourth level to the fifth level. From the fifth floor to the sixth floor, it is even more terrifying, requiring about 500 small elixirs. From the sixth floor to the seventh floor, more than [-] pills are needed!
For an ordinary cultivator, six or seven hundred small elixirs would be enough to raise his cultivation level to the ninth level, but for him, the number of six or seven hundred was far from enough. The farther to the back, the greater the consumption.
Fortunately, he is an alchemist. If it had been anyone else, who would have been able to collect so many small elixirs.
Alchemists are indeed the most sought-after existences in the world of cultivators.
Only an existence at the level of the city lord of the main city can make him fall in love.
Time passed, and three days later, Jue Yuan came to Weiwo City, and Zhang Yifeng personally settled Jue Yuan.
Afterwards, life settled down.
All the cronies around Zhang Yifeng, including the hundred war bandits, are working hard to improve their cultivation.
Half a month later, with the help of Xiao Ling Dan, Zhang Yifeng's cultivation improved by another level and entered the fourth level of the Bigu Stage.
At this time, his cultivation was consolidated, and he was ready to continue taking Xiaoling Dan to raise his cultivation to the fifth level.
But he didn't remember the action yet. There was a strange movement in the demon-suppressing scroll placed in the storage ring. Then, a voice suddenly appeared in Zhang Yifeng's mind.
"Master, I'm hungry."
This voice was transmitted directly to his mind through the Demon Suppression Scroll, and it came from Hong Ling.
These days, Zhang Yifeng concentrated on practicing and completely forgot about this spiritual corpse.
"You are hungry?"
"Yes, Master, I am so hungry and feel weak all over. I want to drink blood. You promised to give me blood to drink, but you have ignored me these days. Wuwuwuwu..."
In the demon-suppressing space, Hong Ling's tearful look is really pitiful.
"Well, I thought the spirit zombies are not hungry, they just like to drink blood. Okay, I'll let you out."
This was Zhang Yifeng's first time keeping a spirit corpse in captivity and he had no experience.
Shaking his head, he thought and the red spirit appeared in the room.
As soon as he came out, Hong Ling took Zhang Yifeng's hand and said coquettishly.
"Master, the red spirit is really hungry. If he is hungry for a long time, the red spirit will go crazy."
Zhang Yifeng knew that when Hong Ling said crazy, he meant going around killing people and drinking blood.
"Okay, I'll let you drink my blood right away, but before that, can you put on your clothes?"
Hong Ling has been naked since she came out, and every part of her body is as white as jade.
You must know that Hong Ling's beauty is not weaker than anyone else's.
If Zhang Yifeng hadn't been determined, he would have been afraid that his animal blood would boil for a moment, and he couldn't help but press Hong Ling under him. Although Hong Ling was a spirit corpse, she was actually a human being, but she was different from ordinary humans. The hands, feet and blood are cold. In addition, the red spirit has an ominous aura that makes people panic, so it is classified as a demon.
"Master, then I put on clothes and you give me blood to drink?"
Hong Ling looked at Zhang Yifeng aggrievedly, as if she was being wronged by asking her to wear clothes.
Zhang Yifeng nodded helplessly, threw a set of clothes to Hong Ling, and gave him a Qiankun bag.
The Qiankun bag is similar to a storage ring. But the advantage of the Qiankun Bag is that it can also be used by spirit corpses. Just reach in and grab it with your hands.
"I'll put all the clothes you can wear in it. Remember to wear clothes next time you come out."
Hong Ling put on her clothes and stared at Zhang Yifeng with naked eyes: "Master, let me put on my clothes. I'm hungry."
Zhang Yifeng stretched out his right hand helplessly: "Come and drink, but please take your time and don't drink too much..."
Before Zhang Yifeng could say many words, Hong Ling's two tiger teeth had bitten Zhang Yifeng's skin, and Hong Ling swallowed the blood gurglingly.
In just one breath, Zhang Yifeng felt a little dizzy and said quickly: "That's enough, that's enough. If you drink like this again, I will bleed to death."
Damn it, what's the blood-sucking speed?
In just one short breath, Zhang Yifeng felt that his body was hollowed out. Is Hong Ling’s little mouth a black hole? The attraction is too great.
"Oh." Hong Ling groaned, and then took advantage of the situation to take a few more sips, and then murmured with unfinished content.
"Master's blood is so delicious. It's the best blood Hong Ling has ever drunk. Every time he drinks Master's blood, Hong Ling can feel warm. By the way, Master, your blood It’s very powerful, it seems to have a mysterious and grand power.”
Zhang Yifeng just rolled his eyes at Hong Ling and said, "Stop blowing. I won't give you a few more sips if you blow again."
Hong Ling pouted and said: "Master, do you think I said this to trick you into drinking blood? But what Hong Ling said is true."
"Well, I am a cultivator of both spiritual and martial arts, so my blood is naturally different from those of the people you first sucked."
Zhang Yifeng explained calmly. He didn't take Hong Ling's words too seriously.
"Is that so?" Hong Ling blinked his big eyes, then shook his head and said, "No matter what, Hong Ling will only drink the master's blood from now on. Compared with your blood, other people's blood is simply water."
"Okay, are you full? When you're done, go back to the Demon Suppressing Scroll."
"Master, can I not go back to the Demon-Suppressing Scroll? The space inside the Demon-Suppressing Scroll is dark, okay, can I just stay here? You are busy with your business, and I will just draw circles quietly in the corner. "
Hong Ling is obviously still a child at heart. Although her body is mature, her heart is like a child's.
However, as the blood is consumed, Hong Ling's mind will rapidly improve.
"not going back?"
Zhang Yifeng originally wanted to refuse, but after seeing Hong Ling's big shining eyes, the words reached his throat but he did not say it out. This look was so pitiful.
"Okay, but you are not allowed to run around, let alone suck blood! Otherwise, I will put you in the demon-suppressing scroll immediately and never let you out again."
"Okay, master."
Hong Ling grinned, and then she ran to the corner, and sure enough, she squatted in the corner and drew circles. Zhang Yifeng suddenly felt guilty, as if she had bullied Hong Ling.
Hong Ling's mentality seems to be equivalent to that of a four or five-year-old child.
Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but want to ask, do you want lollipops and rag dolls? But in the end the words remained unasked.
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng sat cross-legged and started taking the elixir.
Eight days ago, he raised his cultivation level from the third level to the fourth level in the Bigu stage and took thirty small elixirs, which was more than double the amount required to raise his cultivation level from the second level to the third level.
Zhang Yifeng's consumption seems to have always been stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. In fact, as his cultivation progressed, his consumption increased exponentially. Is this because of his spiritual and martial arts skills?
According to this growth ratio, it will cost seventy or eighty small elixirs to upgrade from the fourth level to the fifth level. From the fifth floor to the sixth floor, it is even more terrifying, requiring about 500 small elixirs. From the sixth floor to the seventh floor, more than [-] pills are needed!
For an ordinary cultivator, six or seven hundred small elixirs would be enough to raise his cultivation level to the ninth level, but for him, the number of six or seven hundred was far from enough. The farther to the back, the greater the consumption.
Fortunately, he is an alchemist. If it had been anyone else, who would have been able to collect so many small elixirs.
Alchemists are indeed the most sought-after existences in the world of cultivators.
