Seeing the woman in red sucking Zhang Yifeng's blood, Xu Nantian and Qiu Lin's faces changed, and they wanted to speak but stopped.

They were a little worried. Could this woman in red suck Zhang Yifeng dry?

Fortunately, the process did not last long. Hong Ling sucked for a while and then let go of Zhang Yifeng's arm.

"I'm full."

Hong Ling smiled at Zhang Yifeng.

"Just wrap it up."

Zhang Yifeng nodded, and then took Hong Ling to Xu Nantian, Qiu Lin and others.

He first brought Xu Nantian and Qiu Lin a healing pill, and then said, "Enjoyed father, Qiu Bo, this is Hong Ling, she is my friend."

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Xu Nantian and Qiu Lin felt relieved, nodded, and showed a kind smile to Hongling.

They had just seen Hong Ling's power with their own eyes, so they naturally did not dare to neglect anything.

Unlike the two of them, Qiu's eyes when he looked at Hong Ling were full of vigilance.

In her heart, she had already regarded Zhang Yifeng as her son-in-law, and today she saw Zhang Yifeng's performance and was even more satisfied with Zhang Yifeng's son-in-law.

The appearance of Hong Ling made her feel worried.

Because compared with Qiu Xue, Hong Ling is not inferior in appearance at all, and Hong Ling's strength is much stronger than Qiu Xue.

Qiu was a little worried that the appearance of the red spirit would affect Qiu Xue's position in Zhang Yifeng's heart.

Zhang Yifeng didn't know what Qiu's thoughts, and at this moment she walked to Qiu Xue.

Looking at Qiu Xue, who was unconscious and pale, he sighed in his heart and fed a healing pill to Qiu Xue's mouth.

The pill soon took effect, and not long after, Qiu Xue woke up.

She first glanced around in confusion, and when she saw Zhang Yifeng in front of her, her face changed suddenly.

"Brother Zhang, go quickly, it's dangerous here!" Qiu Xue exclaimed.

Hearing Qiu Xue's words, Zhang Yifeng felt moved.

He shook his head and smiled and said, "Don't worry, Wanyan Xiarong can no longer pose a threat to us."

Qiu Xue was stunned, with a look of suspicion in her eyes.

She had seen Wanyan Xiarong's power with her own eyes just now, and she still didn't believe Zhang Yifeng's words.

At this moment, Qiu Lin came over.

"Xiaoxue, Zhang Yifeng's wife is right. Wanyan Xiarong has been subdued. If you don't believe me, look at it."

As he said that, Qiu Lin pointed at Wanyan Xiarong who was lying on the ground, unconscious.

Looking in the direction my father pointed, Qiu Xue's pupils suddenly shrank. Isn't this guy who looked extremely miserable in front of him Wanyan Xiarong?

"Father, what's going on?"

After repeatedly confirming that the person lying on the ground was Wanyan Xiarong, the doubt in Qiu Xue's eyes became even heavier.

Wanyan Xiarong is so powerful, how could she fall to this point?

Qiu Lin smiled, pointed to Hong Ling beside him, and said, "It was this girl who took action and defeated Wanyan Xiarong."

"Is it her?"

Only then did Qiu Xue notice the existence of the Red Spirit.

Beautiful women often regard each other as potential enemies, and Qiu Xue is no exception.

When she saw the beautiful red spirit, she became instinctively alert.

"Brother Zhang, who is this sister?" Qiu Xue asked with a nervous look on her face.

Zhang Yifeng was about to speak, but Hongling snatched in front of him.

"Hello, my name is Hongling, and Zhang Yifeng is my master." Hongling said with a smile.

Owner?

Hearing this title, Qiu Xue's face changed suddenly. Master and female slave? Wouldn't it be said that everything about this woman is Zhang Yifeng's.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng smiled bitterly, knowing that Qiu Xue was a misunderstanding.

However, he did not intend to explain. After all, Qiu Xue is different from his confidantes. He only has a brother-sister relationship with Qiu Xue.

"What, is this beauty Zhang Yifeng's female slave?"

"Oh my God, it's incredible!"

People around him exclaimed, Hong Ling's voice was not small just now, and almost everyone present heard it.

The eyes of everyone looking at Zhang Yifeng became extremely complicated.

Among these eyes, there is contempt, envy, respect, and jealousy.

On the side, Xu Nantian's eyes showed a look of satisfaction.

Although he regarded Qiu Xue as his daughter-in-law in his heart, Hong Ling's strength was obvious to all, and her appearance was not inferior to Qiu Xue.

Such a strong man regards Zhang Yifeng as his master. As Zhang Yifeng's adoptive father, he also feels very proud of his face.

In the crowd, the demon boy looked at this scene and showed a bitter smile on his lips.

Originally, before Hong Ling appeared, although he thought Zhang Yifeng was powerful, he thought in his heart that he was no worse than Zhang Yifeng.

But now, an existence as powerful as Hong Ling is willing to be Zhang Yifeng's servant. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that such a thing would exist.

But no matter how incredible he could only accept the fact in front of him silently.

Moreover, after knowing that Hong Ling was Zhang Yifeng's servant, he had no idea about Zhang Yifeng.

Although he is proud, he is not stupid. Isn’t it a way to seek death if he is an enemy of a master like Hongling?

Shaking his head, the demon pupil spoke to Meiling: "Now Wanyan Xiarong is in Zhang Yifeng's hand, our mission may not be completed."

Hearing the words of the demon boy, Meiling was silent for a moment, then said helplessly: "This red spirit is indeed a variable that we have not expected. Her strength is far beyond our expectations, but our mission is not completely hopeless."

The demon boy was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Meiling smiled slightly and said, "That thing is very special. If you don't know the trick, it will be useless even if others get it. If we take out enough precious things to exchange, I think Zhang Yifeng will definitely not refuse."

When the demon boy heard this, he frowned and said, "But, what should we exchange for? Zhang Yifeng probably won't look down on ordinary things."

Meiling did not speak, but took out an exquisite jade bottle from the storage ring, and inside it contained a drop of light blue water droplets.

Looking at the things in Meiling's hand, the demon boy and Muta exclaimed in one after another.

"Mao Ling, don't you want to exchange this thing for exchange?" the demon boy asked with an incredible look on his face.

Muta also said with a serious look on his face: "Mei Ling, this thing is so precious, you have to think about it clearly."

Meiling seemed to have known that the demon child and the wooden tower would have such expressions, so she did not feel any surprise.

She shook her head and said, "Although this thing is precious, that thing is too important to our Haotian Sect. If you can really get that thing, it would be worth it."

Hearing the words of Mei Ling, the demon boy and the wooden tower were both silent.
Chapter completed!