When the Chongming bird heard this, it was shocked and angry.
It wants to fight with Chen Yan to let this little human know who is the real strong one!
However, when it was about to move, it was restrained by an invisible spiritual force and could not move at all.
It was Chen Yan's doing!
Chen Yan no longer paid attention to the Chongming Bird, but looked at the beasts and ghosts, and said, "I want to establish a deep connection with you."
"No problem, Boss!"
"Boss, when will you summon us out again?"
"Hahaha, it's so fun to go outside, especially the shock those humans showed up with so many beasts! It's so fun..."
The beasts and ghosts were extremely excited.
Seeing this, Chen Yan said to them calmly, "Those who are willing to establish a deep connection with me will release a ray of your spiritual power."
After hearing this, they decisively released a trace of their spiritual power. The spiritual power of all beasts or ghosts floated towards Chen Yan like a wisp of white mist.
Chen Yan sat down cross-legged, then released his own mental power, resonating and merging with their mental power.
Bai Ze heard what Chen Yan said in the message, and then he silently stayed by Shen Yan's side to prevent any danger.
Hong Ling glanced at Bai Ze lightly, and smiled brightly on her red lips. Then she came to Chen Yan. She rested her head on Shen Yan's crossed legs like a demon, as if she was sleeping. She looked so charming that many ghosts or beasts were attracted by her.
Lady Hong Ling is so charming.
However, they did not dare to harbor any blasphemous thoughts.
When Chen Yan was in the process of mental resonance with the ghosts and beasts, she suddenly felt a weight on her legs. Her concentration was slightly distracted at that moment because she was not used to such intimate actions with others.
However, now she should focus more on establishing deep connections with the ghosts and beasts.
She studiously ignored these intimate feelings and then focused on connecting deeply with them.
This process is very difficult.
Because their aura will also merge into her spiritual sea of consciousness, one or two are insignificant, but so many auras attacking at the same time make Chen Yan's spiritual sea of consciousness feel extremely oppressive.
As time went by, Bai Ze could clearly sense that the aura of Chen Yan was gradually becoming disordered.
Bai Ze gently reminded: "Master, it's time to stop."
Chen Yan slowly opened her eyes and took a breath.
Her spiritual connection with them was temporarily severed, but if she performed a summoning spell, they would be summoned to the outside world.
Hong Ling sat up, then turned around, looking at her lazily and charmingly, and said softly: "Xiao Yanyan, I really like being by your side."
Chen Yan looked at her and said nothing.
Hong Ling didn't care either, because she knew Chen Yan's personality, and the intimate behavior just now might have been offensive to her.
Hong Ling put her red lips close to her ear and chuckled softly, "Xiao Yanyan, have you ever tasted a man? If one day you can come to the underworld, I will introduce you to a stunning male ghost. He likes beauties with your temperament the most. Of course, that stunning male ghost is naturally a virgin..."
Chen Yan: “…No need.”
Hong Ling seemed amused and spoke more boldly: "Xiao Yanyan, you don't have to be shy. Matters between men and women are always a dream and a drunken dream. You will know it sooner or later."
Bai Ze, who heard their conversation, frowned slightly and looked away.
Chen Yan stood up and reached out to her.
Hong Ling's beautiful and charming face was slightly stunned, but then her heart moved, and she raised her hand with a bright smile and placed it on Shen Yan's palm. The touch was soft and warm.
Hong Ling was pulled up by Chen Yan.
"You are injured." Chen Yan sent a message to Hong Ling. Her words were not a question, but an affirmation.
Hong Ling was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect that she could see through her physical condition. But when she thought about it, she was now in Shen Yan's spiritual space, so it was not surprising that Shen Yan could know her physical condition.
Hong Ling transmitted a message, "Xiao Yanyan, you are truly observant. I was besieged by some rebellious old ghosts, but I've already crippled them. If you encounter any difficulties, don't hesitate. Just call me, and I'll come."
Her tone was sometimes solemn and sometimes gentle, making it difficult to understand.
"good."
…
When Chen Yan came out of the summoning spiritual space, it was almost dawn.
Chen Yan didn't plan to rest either. He just meditated and cultivated his spiritual power to consolidate his newly achieved breakthrough.
An hour later, the sky was getting light.
Chen Yan recovered from her cultivation state. She got out of bed and was about to pour a cup of tea to moisten her throat when suddenly, Feng Xingyao's voice came from her sea of consciousness.
"Chen Yan."
When Chen Yan heard the call, her hand holding the teapot paused slightly, her fingers unconsciously pressing the handle of the teapot tightly, and she asked in a clear and calm tone: "What's the matter?"
"I seem to be... changing again." The man's voice was low and hoarse, with a slightly unnatural tone. The only thing that hadn't changed was his casual tone.
Chen Yan's eyes changed slightly.
At this time, Jiu Zhuan's voice for help came: "Master, his...his eyes have turned red now, and he is staring at me! How scary! Master, please save me!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yan put down the teapot and entered the supernatural space.
As soon as she entered the space, she found that the temperature was very low, so low that it made her shiver.
Her gaze fell on the man in purple not far away. He seemed to notice her and turned to look at her, his blood-red eyes staring at her.
His eyebrows were now covered with frost.
It looks very cold.
The man in purple still had some rationality. His eyes were slightly raised, and his sharp edges were revealed, which made him look more noble and majestic, which made people feel terrified.
The moment the two looked at each other, Chen Yan felt her heart was shaken.
It seemed as if she had never seen the process of his transformation.
She couldn't help but wonder if his sanity was being devoured bit by bit during his transformation, and he was powerless to do anything about it.
The man's cold, pale face was covered with a casual smile, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Chen Yan, aren't you afraid that I will hurt you?"
Chen Yan did not answer his question, but slowly approached him and said concisely: "You need blood, right?"
Blood seemed to be able to suppress his mutation.
Feng Xingyao saw her stop when she was three steps away. The surging light in his eyes was suddenly extinguished, leaving only a hint of teasing. He then smiled and said, "Yes, I need your blood."
When Chen Yan heard this, she was about to take out a jade bottle, and then took out the red flame dagger to cut her palm to collect Feng Xingyao's blood.
"What do you want?"
Feng Xingyao's cold fingers lightly clasped her wrist.
Chen Yan was slightly startled and tilted her head to look at him. She saw a hint of temptation between his eyebrows. He asked softly, "Or, what kind of deal do you want to make with me?"
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