While Jiang Xiaofeng's body was blown into a ball of blood, Yingjun let out a whimper and jumped off Chu Yan's shoulder.
When it was still flying in the air, it turned into its original form, a big white pig that was ten feet long.
Then he opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the ball of blood sauce into his mouth.
After swallowing it, he smacked his lips with satisfaction.
However, his handsome eyes were now looking at Chu Yan with extremely resentful eyes.
Did you agree that all the disciples of Wanhai Sect give me food?
You beat them into meat sauce, which looks similar to soy milk, sprinkled all over the floor, so why do I eat it?
If I hadn't acted handsomely at the sight of the situation and reacted quickly enough, I would swallow it in one bite.
When it scatters to the ground, how can I get into my mouth?
Chu Yan, Chu Yan, what about the trust between man and pig?
Unfortunately, His Highness Chu did not look at it at all, so naturally he did not see Yingjun's little aggrieved eyes.
His Highness Chu waved his hand at Xiao Tangtang. After the little tiger swayed over, he gently scratched the little tiger's chin and took out a piece of the size of a palm from the items in Jiang Xiaofeng's storage bag just now, square,
A little transparent and elastic square was delivered to the little tiger's mouth.
"Blood food!" Yingjun saw it from the side and immediately rushed over, staring at the square, saliva was already rolling down like a waterfall.
In the mortal world, some people love to eat duck blood and pig blood.
This blood food is a tonic formed by monks after boiling the blood of monsters and some medicinal materials together.
The blood of the monster is full of blood and energy. If taken, it can help the monk condense his body and replenish his qi and blood.
The utility is similar to the blood marrow that Chu Yan bought in Changqing Town at that time.
But the effect is different by many times.
Just like Chu Yan's half-sized piece of blood food in his hand, the benefits of supplementing qi and blood and the body to his body are probably a hundred times that of a bottle of blood marrow he took at that time!
Xiao Tangtang opened her eyes wide at the moment and looked at the pretty thing in Chu Yan's hand curiously.
It didn't know what it was, but the blood and energy that kept escaping from blood food made it instinctively know that it was a good thing that was useful to itself.
"Eat it." Chu Yan touched Xiao Tangtang's head and said with a smile.
"Oh, why didn't I see it just now?" Yingjun was very upset, and the pig's hooves kept stomping on the ground.
But even though he said so, it did not compete with Xiao Tangtang for this bloody food.
Even it knew that since Jiang Xiaofeng had blood food in his storage bag, there must be some other Wanhai Sect disciples' storage bags.
But even though she knew this situation, Yingjun did not take this opportunity to search in the storage bags of other Wanhai disciples.
Because it is clear that blood food was prepared by Chu Yan for Xiao Tangtang.
Besides, although handsome is greedy, he still has his own pride.
So at this moment, Yingjun kept rolling and complaining, but she didn't steal or fight, but just complained and expressed her attitude.
But the problem is---
His Highness Chu still didn't look at it.
This made Yingjun feel like she was throwing her eyes to the blind man.
Out of trust in Chu Yan, Xiao Tangtang stuck out her tongue and swung the blood food after sniffing it.
Immediately, Chu Yan saw a light flashing in the little tiger's eyes.
Then the little tiger licked Chu Yan's palm, shook his head and tail, and kept arching.
"Is this... like to eat?" Chu Yan laughed silently, walked over and picked up the storage bags of several other Wanhai Sect disciples, and searched them quickly.
As he expected, there were a total of ten pieces of blood in the remaining six storage bags.
Chu Yan gave Xiao Tangtang three more pieces, and then stopped giving them for the time being.
Although I brought the little tiger to the Ten Thousand Demons Burial this time, I had the intention to improve it.
However, as a person who has experienced it, Chu Yan still feels that he cannot eat a fat man in one breath.
I have been staying in the Wan Yao Cultivation Hall for a long time and can be replenished slowly.
Chu Yan saw that the remaining seven pieces of blood food looked eager, so he gave it a piece.
In an instant, his curly little tail shook.
So much so that Chu Yan had an illusion that at this moment, the dog in front of him was a pig-shaped dog.
However, Yingjun seems to be not very interested in blood food. After taking a piece, she said that the taste is far worse than eating people directly.
When he left, Yingjun squatted on Chu Yan's shoulder and muttered: "Chu Yan, you have to keep your word. Next time, don't break people so much. How can you tell me? It's true.
Do you think it looks good to me with my lips pouting and lying on the ground to suck the plasma? Is it appropriate?”
Thinking of the way a big white pig had his head arched to the ground and his white butt was sticking up higher than his head, Chu Yan felt that the picture was really eye-catching.
But the little white pig was so verbally whispering that it was really unbearable.
So Chu Yan comforted it: "There are a hundred dishes on the table, and there were two bowls of porridge to put on your stomach before. Do you think there is any problem?"
"Of course there is no problem, but--" Before he finished speaking, Yingjun suddenly stopped.
Its eyes began to glow and saliva began to rush.
He tried hard to swallow the saliva that was about to shoot out, and handsomely said: "You mean... there are many more..."
Chu Yan smiled: "Of course there are many, and we have to stay here at the Wan Yao Cultivation Hall for a long time."
"But...but you said... any disciple is very important to the sect..." Yingjun thought of the reason, "They have no reason to give you people to kill them all the time, and they can't delay themselves, and they can't
What a thing..."
"Of course I'm right to say that. I'll tell you two numbers first." Chu Yan nodded, "The outer disciple of the second level of the Ningmai Realm has more than 4,000 people in the Shattered Star Tower, and other sects, including tens of thousands of people, including tens of thousands of people in the Shattered Star Tower.
Haimen, this number should be similar.
There are almost more than a thousand inner disciples of the third level of Ningmai Realm.
Look, just now, I reduced the outer disciples of Wanhai Sect by 7/4000.
This number doesn't seem to be much now, but as time goes by, the number will inevitably gradually increase.
When the inner disciples die a little, Wanhai Sect will feel heartache at that time."
Speaking of this, Chu Yan paused and looked at Yingjun: "At that time, Chu Xing will definitely receive pressure from the sect.
I ask you, if you are Chu Xing, you want someone to kill me, but you don’t want to increase the pressure.
So what would you do?"
"I, I..." Yingjun blinked and suddenly woke up, "I will issue something like a reward order to ask others to help me!"
Chu Yan was very satisfied with Yingjun's answer.
It is obvious that although this little fat pig is eating, sleeping and sleeping on weekdays, he has also learned some things about the world of monks.
"Your answer is basically what Chu Xing will do then. My situation will be much more dangerous than it is now, almost-"
Chu Yan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment before opening his eyes again, and whispered: "The world is enemies."