Qin Feng's eyes widened.

Two hundred million.

If I had two hundred million, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes before I owed Wang Fugui ninety million?

There are also 37 million mysterious crystals belonging to the young apprentice.

"Senior Sword Immortal, do you have any other instructions?" Long Tian wiped the cold sweat from his face, his face full of bitterness.

It is very rare to reach the realm of Sword Immortal, let alone the ninth level Sword Immortal. If you meet almost all of them, you can make a wish like a shooting star, or take them home to be treated like an ancestor.

But Long Tian was not happy at all. Looking at it, the other party seemed to be here to ask for guilt.

"No, I'm going to leave. Before I leave, I have something to tell him." Baihua Sword Immortal said calmly after sipping the tea in his hand.

Long Tian did not hesitate and waved his hand to the many disciples who gathered around to watch and leave quickly.

At the same time, he couldn't help but admire the courage of this generation of disciples.

That’s a ninth-level powerhouse!

I'll leave this here for you to watch as a monkey.

A group of disciples suddenly dispersed, even Long Tian was no exception.

"Hiss~"

The black fire scale dragon slowly crawled towards Qin Feng with its tail wrapped around the sleeping butterfly.

Seeing the butterfly, Qin Feng couldn't help but slap his head and forgot about his god sister!

"Goo!"

Thunder Dove walked towards Baihua Sword Immortal with small steps, raised its head and cooed.

He casually took out a wild fruit from the flying peak species from the ring and stuffed it to Thunder Dove. In a rare moment, Baihua Sword Fairy showed a smile.

suddenly.

He also wanted to raise some small animals to play with, and soon his attention focused on two sleeping dragons that were dozens of meters long.

There happens to be a small pond in front of my thatched house, where I can keep these two little pets.

"big…"

"call out!"

A cold feeling passed over his crotch, Qin Feng's expression froze, he blinked and stopped moving.

What if Ji Mei and her brother really have evil intentions towards her? Boys should protect themselves outside.

If Eunuch Wang knew, he would definitely be ecstatic.

By the way, he also helped me practice the earth-level primary martial art Bone Transformation Palm.

"I went to see Xiaolan today, but her salary is only one hundred Xuanjing."

"This makes me very angry, do you understand what I mean?"

Exhaling a breath of white steam, Baihua Sword Immortal turned his head and stared at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng nodded honestly: "Give Sister Ji a raise in salary?"

Baihua Sword Immortal stopped talking and a stack of purple black crystal cards quickly bounced towards Qin Feng.

"For me?" Qin Feng smiled.

"Give it to Xiaolan for me. If you dare to steal one for yourself, I won't close the door anymore."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

"Um!"

"I'm going back to Feilai Peak to spend the rest of the year. Xiao Lan will take good care of me. If anything goes wrong, I don't mind massacring the whole country."

Throwing away the teacup and stretching, Baihua Sword Immortal looked deeply at Qin Feng with his dead eyes.

"good."

Tens of thousands of flying swords hovered in the air, holding up two dragons on the ground. Under Qin Feng's gaze, Baihua Sword Immortal opened a crack in space at will and walked in.

Looking at the closed space, Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. After returning, he would love the innocent Ji Mei more.

Glancing at the empty martial arts training ground, Qin Feng's eyes flickered, he held Butterfly in his arms and sat on the Thunder Dove's body.

"While there is no one around now, little fat pigeon returns to the Peony Flower House."

"Goo!"

The thunder dove shook its feathers on its head and turned into a purple thunder light and flew towards the sky.

"hiss?"

The black fire scale dragon stood blankly on the spot, its blood-colored vertical pupils full of dullness.

After a moment, the purple thunder light returned. With a dark face, Qin Feng picked up the black fire scale dragon and climbed onto the Thunder Dove again and began to fly the dove.

…

Returning to the Peony Flower Building, the place was still brightly lit. He climbed through the window and jumped up to the third floor, followed dozens of steps to the Butterfly Room, and Qin Feng pushed the door open and entered.

Placing the butterfly on the bed, Qin Feng slowly covered it with a quilt.

"Brother Feng?"

"Are you awake?" Qin Feng couldn't help but smile when he saw the butterfly opening his eyes.

"Well, I see Brother Feng that you fell asleep during the fight, hehe."

"Brother Feng must have won, right?" Butterfly looked expectant.

"Won."

"Brother Feng is so awesome!"

"If you feel sleepy, go back to sleep."

"Uh-huh!"

"I don't know what's going on, but I really want to sleep these days." He couldn't help but yawned, and Butterfly slowly closed his eyes.

The golden light in Qin Feng's eyes dissipated, and there were more and more cracks in the virtual white giant cocoon behind the butterfly.

After tucking the other party's quilt, Qin Feng slowly took out a bucket of Hell Dragon's blood from the ring.

As soon as the dragon's blood came out, the air suddenly began to be filled with a faint scent of blood.

The black fire-scaled dragon's eyes on the side showed longing, and its blood-colored vertical pupils stared closely at the dragon's blood.

Want to drink!

Silently closing his eyes, Qin Feng began to search for relevant information about blood sacrifice.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, revealing a hint of clarity.

…

In the dark room, accompanied by a faint red light, the sound of dripping water could be heard one after another.

Feeling the boiling heat of the black-red blood in the barrel, Qin Feng's eyes flickered, and he continued to increase his intensity by operating his spiritual power according to the so-called secret method of blood sacrifice.

Suddenly, the gurgling sound in the barrel became more frequent. Soon, the blood in the barrel disappeared, leaving only a small blood-red transparent pearl.

Pulling out his palm and looking at the bruised palm, Qin Feng took out the ointment from the ring and applied it lightly.

The blood sacrifice sacrifices not only the blood of wild beasts, but also one's own essence and blood.

Fortunately, I have strong energy and blood.

"hiss!"

The black fire scale dragon stuck out its tongue and looked expectantly at the bloody pearl in Qin Feng's hand.

Open your mouth.

"hiss!"

Throwing a bloody pearl in his hand into the mouth of the black fire scale dragon, Qin Feng watched the opponent closely.

Soon, the black fire scale dragon began to stir, and its pitch black scales turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The crackling and crisp sound is like setting off firecrackers.

"It hurts?"

"hiss!!!"

The black fire scale dragon, which was rolling on the ground, nodded uncomfortably.

"bite!"

The scales began to fall off crazily, and new scales began to spring up from the flesh and blood.

Two puffs of blood mist sprayed out from the two bulges on the top of the black fire scale dragon's head, and two short, thin, cross-shaped sticks slowly poked out a few centimeters, and then stopped.

"Isn't it enough? Then continue."

Qin Feng silently took out another bucket of dragon blood from the ring.

The Prison Dragon is a very powerful, top-level wild beast. Although Lan Ji and her brother look like chopping vegetables, the other party is a ninth-level strongman who understands "power".

He was also from an ancient sect.
Chapter completed!