Feng Ruqing looked at Su Shen holding the golden crystal sword, and confirmed again and again that the heat wave and demonic power coexisted in his body. She tried to take away the golden crystal sword. After waiting for a while, the heat wave in Su Shen's body really started to stir again.

Coupled with the pouring of the Luoshen River a few days ago, a ridiculous guess gradually took shape in Feng Ruqing's mind.

Her mind was turned upside down, but she did not tell anyone about this speculation. Instead, she asked Su Shen, "Did you know that you almost killed Ling Ji? You said that he was the one who tempted you to suck the heat of lava. Please tell me carefully."

I'll tell you."

Feng Ruqing untied Su Shen and rubbed his wrists rather distressedly. This child actually had a miserable life. Since his birth, he had an indissoluble bond with the prison cage.

She finally became the Demon King, but these days she is once again tied to the underworld because of the lava heat wave.

Feng Ruqing listened to him detailing the incident of Ling Ji leading him to absorb the heat wave. Then she stood up and said to him, "I will go find him and ask him personally. You and he will not have any more disputes."

Feng Ruqing pinched Su Shen's ears and said, "Su Shen, I know you are smart, but don't provoke Ling Ji, you are no match for him."

Even though Ling Ji didn't have superb close combat skills, and even when he didn't use illusions, he was as innocent as a harmless deer, Feng Ruqing always knew how powerful he was.

As the ghost king, she was the most sensitive to blood energy. Although Su Shen had killed many people in his clan, the level of blood energy in Lingji's body was not comparable to that of Su Shen.

Su Shen was naturally dissatisfied with Ling Ji, but this time he suffered a big loss. If Feng Ruqing hadn't come back to protect him and stabbed his companion on the battlefield, this matter wouldn't have been so easy.

Su Shen nodded obediently and promised Feng Ruqing to stay in the underworld and not run around until it was completely confirmed that the lava heat wave was suppressed.

Feng Ruqing went to find Ling Ji.

When Ling Ji was stationed at the station, Feng Ruqing really went there with the attitude of launching an army to investigate the crime. Su Shen was not only her little sweetheart, but also the child she watched grow up. Her own child was instigated to commit a crime. How could she

Able to calm down.

But when Feng Ruqing entered the Demon Clan's garrison and saw Ling Ji standing in the corridor facing the sun in the dead silence of the demon cultivators, she felt that there would be no results from discussing this matter today.

Ling Ji seemed to have expected her coming, and her favorite snacks were even prepared on the table, as well as warm water and wine.

Seeing his subordinates bringing her there, he turned towards her and curled his lips slightly.

The color of his lips is light, the color of his eyes is light and unusual, and he doesn't smile at all.

Feng Ruqing paused slightly and said straight to the point, "Did you lure Su Shen into inhaling the heat wave of lava?"

Ling Ji looked at Feng Ruqing quietly. Just when Feng Ruqing thought he would admit it directly, he actually shook his head and denied it, "I didn't seduce him."

Ling Ji said, slowly walked to the table and sat down. There was a dazzling white bandage wrapped around his waist, and the blood was stained. Against the background of his light eyebrows and white lips, he looked pale and decadent.

of indifference.

After he sat down, he said to Feng Ruqing, "Sir, sit down and talk."

Feng Ruqing couldn't get angry at him like this. Ling Ji's behavior inexplicably reminded Feng Ruqing that when she looked at him as a young deer, he was caught by the demons, pinned to the stone platform and disemboweled.

The sharing scene.

At that time, he looked so indifferent, as if those demon cultivators were feeding on something other than his body, as if he didn't even know what pain was.

Feng Ruqing pursed her lips and sat down at the table. Ling Ji raised his eyes to look at her, took out the wine glass and poured her a glass of wine. Then he took out a small dagger from his sleeve, and in front of Feng Ruqing, he pulled the sleeve

Lift it open.

He is not very strong, so his arms are slender and not exaggerated. However, his skin, which should have been as fair as his face, is covered with overlapping scars. There are many old and new wounds stacked together.

The wounds that have not healed are scarlet and terrifying.

The last time Feng Ruqing glimpsed a section of his wrist in his sleeve, she was shocked. Now that she saw half of his arm, she was quite shocked.

Ling Ji, however, didn't seem to care at all about how he looked. He cut the knife in his hand into the flesh that was about to heal without any hesitation.

Blood gushed out instantly, and Feng Ruqing said, "You..."

Then Ling Ji caught the blood gushing from his wrist and put it into the wine glass in front of Feng Ruqing.

"The underworld collects the yin energy of the world and turns it into stone. Too much evil evil will affect the mind if you stay there for a long time. The red sun deer blood has a warming effect and can resist the underworld's evil spirits." Ling Ji's voice was light, "I no longer have any clan members, sir, after all these years

, I have never harmed you, and why should you be so afraid of me because of a half-demon."

A few words made Feng Ruqing's heart shake like a mountain falling apart.

She stared at the bright red blood on Ling Ji's wrist that was constantly dripping into the wine glass. The unique aroma of deer blood wine exploded in the air, along with the hair on Feng Ruqing's back neck.

He has no clansmen anymore... In other words, for so many years, batches of deer blood wine sent to Huangquan came from the scars on his arms. What about the red sun deer meat that he occasionally sent?

Feng Ruqing looked at him in shock, her eye circles suddenly turning red. She had already guessed, and even Shi Zizhen kept saying that she didn't want her to change the recipe.

Feng Ruqing's lips were slightly open, but she didn't know what to say. She saved Ling Ji that day, but she couldn't bear to see him being eaten by demon cultivators, but she never thought that it was herself who had been eating him for so many years.

"You..." Feng Ruqing pressed her heart and her heart surged, "Why are you like this?"

Feng Ruqing's voice trembled, but Ling Ji put away the knife, used magic to stop the bleeding, and pushed the thick, steaming deer blood wine in front of her.

He said, "I didn't seduce him, but my subordinates practiced this way, and when he saw it, he was eager for success."

Ling Ji said, "Don't you know best what his nature is like? He is smart, sensitive, cunning and jealous."

Feng Ruqing looked down at the deer blood wine in front of her and frowned, but still asked, "How can your subordinate inhale the heat wave of lava while practicing and still be fine?"

Ling Ji straightened his sleeves and put them down, looking at Feng Ruqing with his eyes that looked extremely innocent but were actually cruel and indifferent. After a moment, he said, "Because their minds have been controlled by me. Without mind, they can naturally use anything to get rid of them."

Cultivation. They just practice, they don’t even know how to communicate with others, so how can they seduce that little demon?”

Feng Ruqing had already guessed that the demons were supposed to be the most difficult to control, but now, in addition to being powerful on the battlefield, they were more obedient than sheep.

She couldn't help but be secretly worried, how many people could Ling Ji control at the same time?

She had nothing to say. She did know Su Shen's temperament. She even knew why Su Shen took the wrong approach. It was just to protect her, to stand by her side, and to be more capable.

But she saw with her own eyes the state of the demons. Under such circumstances, it was indeed impossible to induce Su Shen to inhale the heat waves to practice.

Feng Ruqing said nothing more and stood up to leave after a while. Ling Ji also stood up.

Feng Ruqing took out the wound medicine and gave it to him again, and said to him, "There is no deep hatred between you and Su Shen. He only wanted to kill you because he was affected by the lava heat wave. I will keep a close eye on him. Ling

Ji, I apologize to you on his behalf and promise that he will never provoke you again. Can this matter go away like this?"

Feng Ruqing still said, "Now that the world is like this, we really can't afford to lose more companions."

Ling Ji did not take the medicine from Feng Ruqing, but said, "Can't I kill him?"

Feng Ruqing was slightly stunned, Ling Ji continued, "Kill him, and I can create more puppets that are more suitable for fighting than him, and can help you better protect the world, instead of slowing down your steps or influencing your will.

He even asked adults to come forward to protect him."

Feng Ruqing opened her mouth to say something, but Ling Ji picked up the deer blood wine on the table and handed it to Feng Ruqing's mouth, "You are passionate, but you don't have to do this for anyone, let alone hurt your body or soul for anyone's wishes.

"

Ling Ji came closer, and the scent of deer blood on his body mixed with the smell of wine in the cup. He said to Feng Ruqing, "Sir, he is just a half-demon, just for fun, do you really want to stay with him forever?

.His temperament is like this, which will only hinder your actions and hinder your steps."

Ling Ji saw Feng Ruqing's frown and poked her forehead with a finger, "Why don't I help you kill him?"

Feng Ruqing took half a step back and looked at Ling Ji in disbelief. He really had murderous intentions. She could clearly feel his evil thoughts. But his expression seemed to be saying how good the weather was today.

His fingers were slightly cold, as if even his blood was cold.

"If you say such things again, I will deal with you first!" Feng Ruqing said, "Why are you like this?"

Ling Ji held the cup of deer blood wine in his hand and did not answer. Instead, he handed the cup to Feng Ruqing, "Sir, don't be upset. If you don't want to, I won't kill you. I said it."

As he spoke, he handed the glass of deer blood wine forward, "The night in Huangquan is freezing to the bone. Sir, you will feel better if you drink it."

Feng Ruqing naturally couldn't drink it, and she didn't want to say anything to Ling Ji anymore. She turned around and was about to leave, but Ling Ji said, "Sir, if you drink it, I won't kill him. How about that?"

"You threaten me!" Feng Ruqing stretched out her hand and pinched Ling Ji's neck. Ling Ji raised her head slightly, exposing her fragile throat, and let Feng Ruqing crush it and cut it off.

He moved the glass of deer blood wine away and held it steadily. The feeling of suffocation gradually came over him. His face turned red, but he did not move.

He is not afraid of death at all, Feng Ruqing realized this fact as soon as he got started.

No one who is afraid of death would let someone pinch his throat without even breathing. It is precisely the people who are not afraid of death that cause the most headaches.

Feng Ruqing slowly relaxed her strength, she was helpless towards Ling Ji.

Ling Ji's blocked breath recovered little by little. He controlled it so well that he didn't even choke and cough in embarrassment. It seemed that whether he could breathe or not was not important to him.

He just brought the wine glass to Feng Ruqing's mouth, moved closer to her, and said with his slightly rosy cheeks and hoarse voice, "Drink, and I won't kill him."

"Sir," Ling Ji looked almost face to face with Feng Ruqing, his eyes revealed an almost innocent cruelty, "Your body can't bear it, it will get colder and colder. My blood can warm it."

you."

Feng Ruqing felt like she couldn't breathe smoothly. It was clear that she was not the one who was being strangled, but she finally opened her mouth and drank from his wrist at Ling Ji's urging.

The wine was already a little cold, but when it rolled down her throat, it boiled in her body like boiling oil in water.

The coldness in her body was quickly dispelled, and Feng Ruqing's comfortable internal organs felt as if they were soaked in hot water, and she almost sighed.

But soon her knees weakened, and Ling Ji put his arms around her waist.

Feng Ruqing let the blood in her body boil and scream, leaning on Ling Ji's shoulder and squinting her eyes slightly.

Ling Ji threw the empty cup on the ground and turned his head to look at Feng Ruqing. After a moment, like a devil tempting him to go to hell, he bit his lip and blood beads rolled down his lips. He lowered his head slightly and looked towards Feng Ruqing.

Put it on Ruqing's lips.

This temptation is too great. Feng Ruqing's nose and mouth are filled with the mellow fragrance of deer blood at this moment. Red Sun Deer is really extraordinary, and Feng Ruqing can really feel the nourishment he brings to her.
To be continued...