The status of the saints of the Miaojiang Gu tribe is respected, and their will is the will of the entire Miaojiang.
But the premise of being a saint is to raise the insect king of the Miaojiang lineage in your body.
In fact, the Saint is just a container for the Immortal King.
When the insect king swallows the flesh and blood of a generation of saints, the Miaojiang Gu tribe will find a new woman whose body can accommodate the insect king to become the new saint.
The fate of the saint is destined.
The Miaojiang Gu tribe looked at the smile of Saint Zi Mu, and felt extremely uncomfortable.
If possible, they would not want to sacrifice the lives of generations of saints to raise the insect king.
But this is their mission in Miaojiang.
The Insect King is also the symbol and patron saint of their Miaojiang lineage.
They have no choice.
The old woman beside Saint Zi Mu showed an unconcealable pain.
Nothing else, Saint Zimu is her biological daughter
It was she who sent her daughter to the position of Saint.
She personally ruined her only daughter's life.
"Let's go." Saint Zi Mu whispered softly. His tone was calm, without a trace of hostility.
Everyone was silent.
"Wait, Saint Zi Mu, maybe I can help you suppress this pain." Ye Feng said in a deep voice.
Saint Zi Mu's steps stopped and her delicate body trembled slightly.
Only she knew how much pain she had to endure every night. The pain that was worse than death made her want to commit suicide countless times.
But she didn't even have the right to commit suicide
She was able to feed the insect king with flesh and blood until the last drop of blood in her body was shed.
This is the fate she must bear.
This damn fate
The old woman's face changed suddenly, and the wrinkles on her face twisted together.
"Thank you, Mr. Ye, for your kindness, but it's useless." Saint Zi Mu shook her head.
The saints of each generation are looking for ways to suppress the insect king and find ways to relieve the pain of the insects tearing their flesh and blood, but all failed without exception.
The insect kings of the Miaojiang Gu tribe are not man-manually controlled.
"How can you know if you don't try it?" Ye Feng said in a deep voice, "at least it's one chance."
"There is no hope that you will not despair again. Mr. Ye, I don't want to experience that feeling anymore. I accept my fate." Saint Zi Mu raised the corners of her mouth, but this smile made countless people feel distressed.
"Xiao Mu, why don't we try it?" the old woman couldn't bear to hold on to Saint Zi Mu's arm and said in a trembling voice.
Looking at the self-blame and pain in the old woman's eyes, Saint Zi Mu sighed lightly.
At first, she naturally resented her biological mother, but gradually she felt relieved.
This is the curse of their Miaojiang Gu tribe.
Since she was chosen, she couldn't escape.
After a moment of silence, Saint Zi Mu nodded and stepped towards Ye Feng. "Young Master Ye just do your best. No matter what the result is, I will not blame Mr. Ye."
Ye Feng looked at the veiled woman and saw Tang Yanqi's shadow on the other party.
He also carries an unavoidable task on his shoulders, but he is just a weak woman.
Ye Feng asked Saint Zi Mu to spread her palms, and reached out to hold Saint Zi Mu's pulse, and strands of purple aura penetrated into her body.
Ye Feng closed his eyes and sensed the situation inside Saint Zi Mu's body.
Suddenly, Ye Feng's face changed suddenly, as if he was stared at by a supreme beast with a bloody mouth. His eyes were like a bloody moon, extremely terrifying
Even Ye Feng couldn't help but tremble in that breath.
Ye Feng trembled, but his fingertips were still pressing on the pulse of Saint Zi Mu.
Ye Feng was sweating coldly, but he wet his whole body in a short while.
After a while, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief and moved his big hand away from Saint Zi Mu's wrist.
"How is it?" the old woman couldn't help but say.
"Young Master Ye, it's okay. I'm used to it. Thank you." Saint Zi Mu said softly.
"There is a way." Ye Feng said word by word.
What
Hearing Ye Feng's words, everyone in Miaojiang trembled one by one and looked at Ye Feng.
"Young Master Ye, are you sure." The old woman gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and she was extremely nervous.
"I'm sure, but this process may be a bit painful." Ye Feng said.
"There is no pain in this world that I can't bear." Saint Zi Mu stared at Ye Feng with a burning look. This man gave her a different feeling.
"I will use a silver needle to pierce your eyebrows and introduce the essence and blood from my body into your body. The fusion of two different types of blood vessels will create a huge tear. You must be prepared for this. From now on, my blood will guide you.
The insect king in your body will be devoured in an orderly manner, and at least for a short period of time, it will not cause any burden on your body." Ye Feng said in a deep voice.
Even Ye Feng was extremely palpitations when it came to the insect king in the body of Saint Zi Mu.
That was an extremely terrible existence.
If you want to simply confrontate, at least Ye Feng doesn’t have the ability now.
But Ye Feng could find a way to guide the behavior of the insect king, which at least delays the pain of Saint Zi Mu and maintains his life.
Seeing Ye Feng so confident, Saint Zi Mu inevitably felt some expectations in her heart, who was no longer hopeful.
Saint Zi Mu nodded heavily and asked Ye Feng to apply the needle as much as possible.
"Relax." Ye Feng took a deep breath, and a silver needle accurately pierced into the center of Saint Zi Mu's eyebrows, and at the same time bit his fingertips, condensing drops of essence and blood.
Looking at the essence and blood condensed by Ye Feng, the old woman's eyes suddenly narrowed and her body trembled wildly. She looked at Ye Feng incredibly, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.
The rest of Miaojiang people instinctively felt a kind of fear, as if Ye Feng was instinctively terrified.
Ye Feng carefully introduced his essence and blood into the body of Saint Zi Mu along the silver needle.
In just an instant, Saint Zi Mu's delicate body trembled, her whole body was extremely hot, her long legs were tightly clamped tightly, and she was sweating profusely.
This feeling is like millions of ants wandering inside.
Saint Zi Mu looked at Ye Feng with some inexplicable feelings.
"Why is it happening, my body is getting hotter and hotter." Saint Zi Mu forcibly suppressed her impulse and did not dare to look at Ye Feng's eyes again.
The old woman beside her was the first to find something wrong and immediately ordered the Miao people to withdraw, leaving only the two men of Ye Feng and Zi Mu.
The old woman standing outside the nightclub of Shengshifeng was deeply thinking, not knowing what she was thinking about.
On the other side.
"So hot" Saint Zi Mu's whole body seemed to be burning, and the pain of being eaten by the insect king was gone, but now it was replaced by a fierce primitive impulse.
Ye Feng had never expected this.
It seems that something is wrong
When Ye Feng completely introduced the essence and blood into the body of Saint Zi Mu, Saint Zi Mu was so hot that she rushed towards Ye Feng. Her delicate body snuggled into Ye Feng's arms, and her body kept moving, and even began to tear her clothes apart.
What's going on
Ye Feng was shocked, looking at the large snowy color exposed by Saint Zi Mu, feeling the softness of Saint Zi Mu constantly tangling on her body, and the wildfire in Ye Feng's body also inexplicably surged.
Although I can't see the face of Saint Zi Mu, my figure alone is not one in a million.
What's more, Ye Feng had a premonition that this saint is definitely a peerless beauty