The Strongest Dan God

"Yefeng Feng, in fact, we just want to ..."

Zhao Shucheng gritted his teeth with great difficulty, and finally said: "Tonight, I will follow you."

For a long time, there was silence.

The expression on Yefeng's face instantly became very exciting.

"Follow us? Zhao Shucheng, do you know what you're talking about, or do you remember the bet I played before?"

Zhao Shucheng looked stagnant, remembering the moment when he was facing the leaf front before Tianmen, he suddenly looked very ugly, like dead grey.

"This……"

Even if it happened a long time ago, it is clear that it was the bet that was made yesterday!

To be honest, he really didn't want to ask Ye Zifeng.

However, apart from his leaf front, none of the other true disciples who can put up the Voldemort array has the ability to be so partial.

And last night, Zhao Shucheng must have been taken down by the owner of the ghost servant.No one was covering it. If alone, in the next six days, I was afraid that there would be more and more evil.

"Of course I remember the gamble. I will give you the points as stated in the gamble, and I will never get revenge on you anyway in the future." He saw Ye Fengfeng didn't give an answer and immediately sipped Lips, added.

"not enough."

"What?" Zhao Shucheng's old face looked dull.

Ye Fengfeng smiled and shook his head indifferently: "You lose the gamble and give me points. This is a matter of course, not the bargaining chip you are seeking asylum. Nothing can be disobeyed, this is your condition to follow me! "

Hearing the word "can", Zhao Shucheng felt better just now, but Ye Zifeng's next sentence made his mood sink.

"What, can't defy? Then, if you let me die, do I have to listen to you?" Zhao Shucheng recovered, and could not help but scold.

"Of course not. Specific rules, I can write on the blood contract. I will naturally exclude some unreasonable requirements. This can only be regarded as a means of restraining behavior between you and me."

Yefeng Feng smiled slightly and continued, "So, under the constraints of the blood contract, you listen to me, and I save your life. Isn't this simple equivalent exchange contract good?"

Several complex colors flashed on Zhao Shucheng's face, and he continued to nod, and finally nodded.

"Well, as long as you can survive, then you promise not to pick my baby and do something, I can accept it."

"It seems that my reputation as a babe has spread quite far." Ye Fengfeng sighed.

Zhao Shucheng's eyes widened in vain, almost blurting out: "Nonsense, this is still used? Haven't I already experienced it myself last night?"

"Is there?"

Ye Zifeng almost made Zhao Shucheng run away on the spot.

You know, the Ice Emperor Sword handed down from the ancestors just fell into Yefeng's hands!

"Okay, what Zhao Shucheng meant, I understand, what about you ..."

Ye Fengfeng's eyes shone, and he swept towards the two little followers behind Zhao Shucheng.

"Brother Zhao said it was acceptable, then we have no problem."

"readily!"

It has been agreed that the signing of the blood contract by the three people is a matter of surprise. After all, in this respect, Ye Feng is already a veteran. The technique is fast and the movement is fast.

Ye Feng rolled up one of the blood contracts, smiled with satisfaction, and then threw it into the magic crystal ring.

"Very good, now, you listen. In order to make the ghost servants nowhere to escape, I want you to remove all the eaves and beams in this dead town according to my instructions!"

"……what?!"

...

After the blood contract has been set, Zhao Shucheng and others have to dismantle the eaves and beams of the dead town, as shown in the drawings planned by Ye Zifeng.

After all, bitterness is a bit of a pain in this work, but it can't be considered too much. Anyway, it is also within the scope of the blood contract.

"Boom!"

Another large block of roof was lifted by Zhao Shucheng.

In the high altitude, tiles and stones flew.

Zhao Shucheng sat down on the ground tiredly, covering his nose with one hand. After a while, he was choked by the swelled ash, so he stood up again and sat further away.

There were already some stinky sweats on his back.

The situation of the other two, as Zhao Shucheng's younger brother, is of course no better.

"Yefeng Feng, your kid forced me to Zhao Shucheng to this point, and wait for me." His mouth continued to scold.

In his view, the idea of ​​carrying out large-scale demolition and relocation in the outside world can only be figured out by such a jerk like Yefeng.

"No, Brother Zhao, didn't I say that before, immortality can't avenge him? Don't you be impulsive and ruin your future." Liang Mu said, he couldn't help but reminded.

Zhao Shucheng glared at him angrily: "Fourth, you must know, blood oath, blood contract or something, I can ask my dad to let him go to Lingwu Zong, and find a way to find me the top master over there. "

"But Lingwu Zong this place ..." Liang Mu smiled bitterly.

"Okay, okay, I won't mention Lingwu Zong anymore. It's impossible, I can't even complain now, is that all right?" Zhao Shucheng sighed deeply, his whole body was weak and weak.

Even him, he knew in his heart that if he wanted to ask Ling Wuzong for help, it was definitely a very difficult thing.

"Brother Zhao, it's okay to complain, but this is too much effort. According to Ye Fengfeng's explanation, we are now only dismantling a small part, and most of them are waiting for us." Bai Ting waved his sweat, recovering He stood up again, rubbing his fists, ready to continue.

"Bai Laowu, don't patronize your labor, but use your brains to think more about it. Ye Feng's approach seems obvious. I want to take advantage of the shady characteristics of these ghost servants, demolish the roof, and kill them indirectly. The problem is, there is no three days of work, these houses can't be demolished. "

"This ..." The other two thought about the problem too, frowning deeply.

If you ca n’t kill ghost servants during the day, then tonight, even if the number of ghost servants is reduced by a third, how much difference can be made in the result.

Zhao Shucheng smiled helplessly and shook his head: "Anyway, I don't care anymore. The dust on the ground can't breathe anymore. I'll go to the eaves to rest for a while."

When the words fell, he didn't say much, and immediately jumped forward, flew to the roof of the house, and glanced around intentionally or unintentionally.

It didn't matter if he didn't look at it. At first glance, he was stunned on the spot.

"God ..."

His eyes widened suddenly, as if he was about to get out of his way. He then looked around and then headed high, trying to confirm what he had just thought.

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't ask, come up by yourself and see for yourself."

Liang Mu and Bai Ting glanced at each other, and there was a color of doubt in their eyes. When Zhao Shucheng was pressed, they all jumped to the height and glanced downward.

As a result, the expressions of the two of them became petrified and shocked.

"This……"

It turned out that, according to Ye Fengfeng's instructions, the houses they just demolished were not demolished indiscriminately, but they were stretched all the way like a formation.

If a person carefully observes the past, there seems to be a certain pattern.

"Yefeng Feng, what exactly does he want to do? Is it not so simple to destroy the roofs of these houses?"

Zhao Shucheng condensed his eyebrows, raised his head, and looked away.

...

The dark cave mansion, permeating the cold breath, permeates it.

"It's such a bold courage that in the morning, they dare to demolish the roofs of this dead town in large numbers!"

The woman in purple clothes was so excited that a small wine glass in her hand was crushed by her, and the anger in the pretty face was beyond words.

"Master Hanyue is angry, do you want me to lurk somewhere now, to block it from afar, waiting to kill them?"

A young man knelt down on the ground without raising his head, Bi Jing asked with respect.

"Well ... It doesn't have to be. I don't care about dying some low-level ghost servants, but if something happens to you, this senior ghost servant, who will accompany me on weekdays?"

The anger on Hanyue's face subsided slightly, and he smiled instead.

"Adult Hanyue loved him so much, Zhou Feng set his liver and brain on him, and died later."

"Ah, you guys are good at everything, but they are too boring, and everything can be irritated. If you do this again, believe me or not, I will change to a senior ghost servant?"

Hanyue shook his head helplessly, showing him a loyal attitude towards him all the time, and gradually got bored.

Zhou Feng was startled, and his original pale face suddenly became whiter.

"Master Hanyue ..."

If he can't do any high-level ghost servant, does it mean that he will become an unconscious, low-level ghost servant with only instinct.

This is the ending he absolutely does not want to see and has been trying to avoid. If not, why should he be so charming?Completely lost his self-esteem as a man.

"Okay, just make a joke with you. You still take it seriously. There will be a ghost servant better than you. I haven't seen it yet ... wait a minute ..."

"What's wrong, Lord Hanyue?" Zhou Feng looked at each other with a look of amazement.

Han Yue's beautiful eyes smiled, and suddenly, her expression was stunned on the spot, and a figure appeared in her mind.

The corpses danced wildly, while the ghosts were walking at night.

The one-handed set up of the demon array, beheading the ghost servants everywhere, like a reincarnation of the god of killing, impressed her.

"Yefeng Feng, tonight, I think you have no silver heart powder, what else do you have to compete with me! As for the seat of the senior ghost servant, it seems that you can consider you ..."