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There is a stone chamber in the residence. When digging the chamber, the monks accidentally used too much force and dug it too high and too large. After moving in, this chamber was colder than the other chambers, so it has been vacant ever since.
Unexpectedly, the stone chamber came in handy today. As long as a row of black iron nails were nailed on the top of the stone chamber and a few black iron chains were pulled, it would become an excellent interrogation room.
The tiger prince Hu Weiwei had his limbs tied up at this moment, and two thick iron hooks hooked his four ankles and hung him upside down in the air. Even his tail was tied tightly, and this posture made him very painful.
Hu Weiwei, with blood oozing from his mouth and nose, roared and cursed: "Put me down! When I get down, I will kill all of you!"
Feng Gui leaned against the stone room and looked at Hu Yuwei coldly. He didn't say a word. He looked at Hu Yuwei as if he was looking at a dead thing. This look made Hu Yuwei have bad thoughts in his heart, and he cursed even louder.
Hu Weiwei was a cultivator at the end of the Out-of-Body Stage, and he was only one step away from becoming a god. He had investigated before entering the Wanzong Ruins, and found that the only cultivator with a higher level of cultivation than him was Ye Wenqiu from the Shenxu Palace. When Ye Wenqiu entered the Xueshen Small Cave Heaven, Hu Weiwei deliberately used the wind and snow to test him, and he felt that Ye Wenqiu was not to be feared.
Just when he thought everything was under control and sent a message to Jiu Shisan and the others, he encountered a Jindan monk who fell from the sky! He was hung upside down here because of that Jindan monk. Until now, he still didn't understand who attacked him.
Feng Gui picked his ears, and the extremely rough action was performed by him in an unusually elegant way. He slightly turned his body, and Xuan Yu walked in from Feng Gui's side.
Xuan Yu walked in holding the copper pot that Du Heng used to cook hot pot in one hand and a food box in the other.
The bottom of the copper pot was burning with red charcoal fire, and the spicy base in the pot was spreading rapidly with the boiling water. Xuan Yu said nothing after entering the room. He put the copper pot and food box on the ground. After taking two steps towards the white tiger, he felt that this was not a good idea, so he offered a wood-attracting talisman.
As the inspiration came to him, a set of wooden tables and chairs appeared in the room. Xuan Yu moved the hot pot to the wooden table. He turned his back to Baihu and slowly opened the food box. A pair of long chopsticks and a delicate small bowl were revealed on the first layer of the food box. Next to the small bowl was a small knife with a cold glow.
Hu Weiwei smelled the spicy hot pot and was very satisfied:
That's better. Treat me to some good food, and I'll let you go. Come on, put me down quickly."
Xuan Yu walked to Hu Huiwei's side. Hu Huiwei felt his hair being shaved off, and the black and white hair fell to the ground in a layer. Hu Huiwei roared: "What are you going to do?!"
Xuan Yu's expression was very serious. He used the dagger in his hand to remove the hair on Hu Huiwei's side bit by bit. The cold dagger pressed against his skin, causing Hu Huiwei's skin to tremble. Hu Huiwei felt itchy but couldn't laugh. He had an lingering fear in his heart.
Hu Weiwei cursed angrily: "What race are you from?! You will not have a good ending if you offend the White Tiger Clan! Let me go!"
Xuan Yu turned a deaf ear to him and slowly shaved off half of Hu Huiwei's body hair. Hu Huiwei's body was very muscular, with black and white stripes on it. He looked particularly funny without half of his body hair.
Feng Gui whistled: "I've learned a lot. I thought the patterns on your tiger tribe's bodies were the color of your fur, but I didn't expect your skin also has color."
Hu Weiwei was furious: "I will kill you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his skin. He scanned with his spiritual sense and saw Xuan Yu inserting the dagger into his skin without saying a word. If it was just a simple insertion into the skin, Hu Weiwei would be fine, but unexpectedly Xuan Yu moved the knife around his body.
Hu Weiwei was in great pain, and he opened his mouth to roar like a tiger. However, Xuan Yu reached out and touched his throat, and he could no longer shout.
Xuan Yu said the first words when he entered the room: "It's so noisy."
When Xuan Yu pulled the dagger out of Hu Huiwei's body, irregularly shaped wounds appeared on his skin that was exposed after shaving. Bright red blood rolled down from the wounds, and Hu Huiwei's eyes were wide open. He wanted to scream but couldn't say a word. He wanted to struggle, but he felt that his body was not his own.
He clearly didn't feel any spiritual energy controlling his body, but he lost control of his body! A blood color appeared in Hu Weiwei's dark blue eyes.
Xuan Yu glanced at Hu Weiwei coldly, and touched his waist with his hand. With a hiss, a bloody piece of skin one foot square was torn off, revealing the strong muscles inside.
Xuan Yu handed the bloody skin to Hu Weiwei, who was horrified but could do nothing. Xuan Yu wiped the dagger in his hand with a clean piece of the tiger skin, then slowly loosened his hand, and the tiger skin fell to the ground with a slight sound.
Hu Weiwei's fear reached its peak, and he was looking forward to Xuan Yu saying something to him. However, Xuan Yu said nothing, he just turned around, and his dagger gently sliced his exposed flesh. A piece of still trembling muscle fell down, but the piece of flesh did not fall to the ground. Xuan Yu turned the blade, and the bright red flesh was caught by the dagger.
At this time, Hu Weiwei finally knew what the copper pot that Xuan Yu brought in was used for. He saw Xuan Yu put the knife above the hot pot, and as the blade tilted, the thin slice of meat slid down and fell into the boiling pot.
The red meat changed color after it was put into the pot, and the tendons turned into slightly curled white meat. Xuan Yu picked up the chopsticks and dipped the meat in the pot. When the meat changed color completely, he took it out.
Under Hu Huiwei's horrified eyes, Xuan Yu sniffed the piece of meat. Then he opened his mouth and stuffed the piece of meat into his mouth, with a slight chewing sound. Hu Huiwei watched Xuan Yu chew thirteen times and swallow the piece of meat. He felt pain and anxiety in his body. His cultivation was useless at this moment.
At this moment, Hu Weiwei thought of a saying: Others are the butchers and I am the meat. In the past, Hu Weiwei was the butcher and others were the meat. Now he was the meat, unable to struggle, and even unable to roar. He wished he could faint, but he couldn't.
Xuan Yu cut the meat and ate at the same time without saying a word to Hu Huiwei. The pride in Hu Huiwei's eyes turned into fear, and later on, pleading.
The tiger was huge and Xuan Yu had a good appetite. It didn't take long for him to dig a hole in Hu Weiwei's body. Through the hole, he could see the tiger bones covered with blood and flesh.
Ye Wenqiu and the others wanted to come in, but were blocked by Feng Gui outside the door: "It's better not to go in, I'm afraid you will be in trouble." Ye Wenqiu frowned slightly: "Mr. Feng, I wonder if this demon cultivator is the cause of our being trapped here..."
Feng Gui smiled and said, "Don't worry, he will tell you everything he needs to say in less than an hour."
At this time, Jing Nan came out of the stone chamber with a pale face: "Xixi, come and help me, my legs are weak." Feng Gui arrived in front of the stone chamber in a flash: "How is Du Heng?"
Jing Nan hummed: "Fortunately Du Heng is strong-willed, otherwise he would have died long ago. What about his grandson?" Feng Gui said: "Xiao Yu is interrogating him."
Jing Nan raised his eyebrows: "Is it on trial? Oh, why does it still smell like hot pot? Xiaoyu has a good appetite. Help me go and take a look..."
Jing Nan walked towards the door of the stone chamber, muttering as he walked: "Xixi, rub my waist, my waist is about to break." Feng Gui's hand fell on his waist, and he asked: "What about Du Heng..."
Jing Nan said: "Xiao Xiao and Xiao Yu Mao are watching."
A barrier was set up at the entrance of the stone chamber, and the sword cultivators surrounded it so that no one's spiritual sense could penetrate it. Ye Wenqiu said to everyone, "Go do your own things first, don't gather here."
The monks could only suppress their curiosity and disperse, but there were always some people who were more curious and did not want to leave.
Jiang Shangzhou muttered, "What are you doing in there? You're not even allowed to look."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Shangzhou was kicked hard in the knee by Jing Nan, and he knelt heavily at the door of the stone chamber.
Jing Nan's kick was sudden, and Jiang Shangzhou turned his head angrily: "What are you doing?!"
Jing Nan's eyebrows curved: "I'm going to kick you. Anyone with eyes can see it."
Jiang Shangzhou cursed: "You are sick!"
He was about to stand up, but just as he stood up, he heard Feng Gui say coldly: "As a mission disciple of Shenxu Palace, Yuxuan, Nanjing, and Xifeng have no right to kick you, but as demon gods Fenggui, Jingnan, and Xuanyu, let alone kicking you, even if they want to kill you, you can only bear it."
There was a hint of coldness in Jing Nan's laughter: "You should be thankful that Qing Heng's current body was created with your flesh and blood. Otherwise, the fact that you and Ning Pingxi pulled him out of the Seven-Star Lotus would be enough to shatter your souls."
Feng Gui said: "Not to mention that you have trapped him by your side for more than 700 years. Who is he that you let him live in your puppet for more than 700 years. You humiliate him like this. Do you really think that there is no one around him who speaks for him and no one who supports him?"
Jiang Shangzhou's face turned red and white, he lowered his head and said nothing.
Jing Nan said, "I really want to slap you to death, but I feel that death is a very simple thing. Your senior brother is smart and exploded quickly."
Jiang Shangzhou's face flushed. He wanted to say something for his senior brother, but in the end he said nothing. Feng Gui and the others walked past him into the stone chamber: "Kneel here. When Du Heng wakes up, you get up."
Jiang Shangzhou's eyes were slightly red, and he moved aside without saying a word. He had already vowed to face the bleak future, and he would shoulder the debt owed by his second senior brother. The demon gods just asked him to kneel, and if he didn't even have this awareness, he would not be able to withstand the things he would have to go through after returning to Shenxu Palace.
Ye Wenqiu looked at Jiang Shangzhou reluctantly. He sighed and shook his head: "Ah..."
The smell of hot pot and blood mixed into a strange smell in the interrogation room. Jing Nan almost vomited when he entered the room: "Ugh, what's that smell?"
Xuan Yu was slowly cutting off a bloody piece of flesh from Hu Weiwei's side. Hu Weiwei's two big eyes were now filled with dead silence and despair. Every time he took a breath, the wound was piercing with pain. His body was shaking unconsciously, but apart from a slight tremor, he couldn't even move.
Xuan Yu gently placed the slice of meat in the hot pot: "Would you like a slice?"
Jing Nan slowly sat down on the wooden stool: "I don't eat spicy food, I will consider the clear soup pot."
Xuan Yu said to Feng Gui: "It tastes good, would you like some?"
Feng Gui smiled and said, "Okay. Cut another half a pound to go with the wine. Oh, and don't waste that tiger penis."
When he heard the word "tiger whip", Hu Weiwei's eyes became more bloodshot.
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Feng Gui poured a cup of tea for Jing Nan, who slowly put it to his lips and took a sip: "Hu Weiwei, the prince of the tiger tribe. The last time I saw you, you were still in your cradle, but now you have grown so big. You are in good shape, and the tiger tribe has raised you to be very strong."
Hearing Jing Nan's words, Hu Weiwei's pupils suddenly widened, and he looked at Jing Nan in disbelief. He seemed to want to say something, but only a small sound of air flow came out of his throat.
Hu Weiwei was shocked and frightened. Seeing the huge white tiger in this state, Jing Nan sighed: "Look at you, you are a tiger tribe prince, but you don't want to be a tiger. You ran to a small cave in the snow. Aren't you looking for trouble? Tell me, what are you guys doing in the human cultivation world?"
Jing Nan nodded to Xuan Yu, who frowned slightly: "I haven't finished eating yet." Jing Nan said: "Wait until I finish asking you questions before you eat. Besides, the meat hasn't been processed yet, how can it taste good when you eat it? I think the taste is not right."
Xuan Yu said calmly: "Don't care about the taste, as long as I feel relieved." As soon as he finished speaking, a bean-sized piece of spiritual light suddenly shot out from Xuan Yu's hand, and the spiritual light fell on Hu Weiwei's neck.
Hu Huiwei was able to speak immediately, but compared to his previous loud voice, his voice was very hoarse. He was shocked: "You, you are... Jiuwei Jingnan?! How come you are here?!"
Hu Weiwei had been staying in the tribe for many years, and he had only seen Jing Nan, the demon god of the beast tribe, during the tribe's celebration. Jing Nan showed his true form in the tribe, and if Jing Nan's tone had not been too lazy, Hu Weiwei would not have recognized him.
As for the other two demon gods, Feng Gui stayed in the Feather Clan all year round. Even if he occasionally came out for inspection, he would transform into his original form and fly high. As for the Dragon God Xuan Yu, this guy stayed in the village, and very few people had seen his original form.
Jing Nan, who was drinking tea, spit out a mouthful of tea. He was choked: "Cough cough cough..." Feng Gui quickly stood up and patted Jing Nan on the back: "Drink slowly."
Jing Nan and the other two looked at each other, and Jing Nan smiled and said, "Aren't you a little thirsty?" The three thought that Hu Weiwei came for them, but looking at his reaction, they seemed to be being too sentimental.
But Jing Nan and his friends are not ordinary people. Jing Nan put down the cup. His slender fingers tapped the table lightly: "Tell me, is the collapse of Xiaodongtian related to you?"
Hu Weiwei's eyes began to evade: "No, I don't know."
Jing Nan nodded to Xuan Yu: "The tiger penis is good." Xuan Yu understood immediately, he pondered and said: "I originally wanted to save it for Du Heng to replenish his body, but it is so long, it should be able to be divided into two meals."
When Xuan Yu's knife reached towards Hu Huiwei's lower abdomen, Hu Huiwei was so scared that he peed himself. He collapsed and said, "I'll tell you! I'll tell you! We did it!"
Jing Nan shook his head regretfully: "Why didn't you just cooperate earlier? But Wei Wei, how come you haven't gotten rid of your bed-wetting habit after so many years?"
Hu Weiwei was shocked and frightened, and he finally couldn't hold back the fear in his heart and cried out. The huge tiger was hung upside down on the black iron chain, and tears rolled down from his eyes, wetting the black and white fur on his cheeks and falling to the ground.
Hu Weiwei cried for a while and then said, "This relic is a companion relic of the ancient demon-slaying formation."
When they heard about the demon-killing formation and the associated ruins, Xuan Yu and the others' expressions changed slightly. They had always heard of associated spiritual treasures and associated spaces, but never associated ruins. However, in ancient times, associated ruins did exist - a half-life space would become a ruin after existing for a long time.
Powerful magic weapons need huge spiritual energy to operate. Where does this spiritual energy come from? If it is drawn from the surroundings, when it encounters a place with thin spiritual energy, won’t the magic weapon be at a loss?
At this time, the importance of the companion space is highlighted. When the spiritual treasure is activated, all the spiritual energy in the companion space can be extracted by the spiritual treasure. However, the spiritual treasure will also be damaged over time. When the spiritual treasure is gone, their companion space will also disappear. Therefore, there are very few companion relics left in the world.
The Demon Slaughtering Formation is also a kind of spiritual treasure in a sense. When it is not activated, it looks no different from an ordinary formation, but it also has a physical body. Jing Nan once saw the body of the Demon Slaughtering Formation in an ancient book. It was a magic weapon shaped like a lotus flower, hundreds of times larger than an ordinary spirit gathering formation.
Due to its huge size, the Demon-Slaying Array cannot be carried around and can only be fixed underground in the square in front of the Zhengyang Palace.
Jing Nan asked in a deep voice: "How did you know about the existence of the companion space of the Demon-Slaying Formation?" Even Jing Nan and his friends didn't know about this, so how did Hu Weiwei and the others know about it?
Hu Weiwei thought of something and suddenly shut up.
Jing Nan raised his head again: "Xiao Yu, tiger whip..."
The sharp knife was once again close to his lower abdomen, and the cold murderous aura penetrated his fur. Hu Weiwei gritted his teeth and said, "It was the monster from the Chaos Sea that told us!"
Hearing this news, Feng Gui and Xuan Yu raised their eyebrows. Xuan Yu asked, "Are you raising monsters?"
Feng Gui and his friends had wondered before, the monsters in the monster world were like mushrooms after rain and they could not be killed. They had been looking for the hiding places of the monsters, but they could not find them every time.
Hu Weiwei gave up resistance: "The monster crawled out from the monster-slaying formation."
Feng Gui said sternly, "The Demon Slaughtering Formation kills demons. How dare the demon beasts crawl out of it? Moreover, the Demon Slaughtering Formation has not been activated. How did they crawl out?"
Hu Weiwei said: "Right here, they crawled out from here."
Xuan Yu wiped the dagger gently on Hu Huiwei's fur. He said slowly: "You'd better speak slowly and clearly. Otherwise..." Xuan Yu gave Hu Huiwei a look that said you understand. Hu Huiwei's body trembled and he poured out beans like a bamboo tube pouring out beans.
It turned out that the Wanzong Ruins... no, the ruins associated with the Demon Slaughtering Formation had collapsed badly over the years, and some small caves could produce teleportation formations that connected to various places in the Taixu Realm. The time and place of the teleportation formations were not fixed, so the monsters could follow the teleportation formations to various places in the Taixu Realm.
Jing Nan asked in confusion: "Most of the monsters in the companion ruins are not up to par, and the monsters that invade the monster world every year far exceed the monsters here in terms of both their cultivation and numbers..."
Hu Weiwei said: "That's because we blocked the passage for the monster to climb up."
Feng Gui was surprised when he heard this: "Oh? Could it be that you came here to destroy the monsters?" If this is true, wouldn't it be unfair to Hu Weiwei?
Hu Weiwei's eyes dodged, and when Xuan Yu extended the dagger towards his lower abdomen, he screamed: "No! We are going to open the demon-killing formation!"
Xuan Yu paused: "Open the demon-killing formation? You want to kill the demon cultivators in the human cultivation world?" Hu Weiwei gave up resistance: "We want to kill the human cultivators west of Dongji Mountain!"
Now it was Jing Nan and the others' turn to be confused. Jing Nan was almost amused: "Hey, Wei Wei, do you think we are stupid? Opening the demon-slaying formation to kill people? Are you crazy or are we crazy?"
Hu Weiwei asked, "Do you know why the Demon Slaughtering Formation can kill demons? It is the same flash of inspiration, why is it that demon cultivators fall under the Demon Slaughtering Formation while human cultivators are safe and sound?"
Jing Nan walked in front of Hu Huiwei with his hands in his pockets. He looked into Hu Huiwei's eyes calmly: "I don't know."
Hu Weiwei said: "Because the Demon Slaughtering Formation was created by the ancient witch clan to slaughter the demon clan. It absorbs the power of the demons and then amplifies it infinitely. The spiritual energy of human cultivators is different from that of the demon clan. The spiritual energy of the demon clan is much more harmful to demon cultivators than to human cultivators. This is why most of the casualties when the Demon Slaughtering Formation is activated are demon cultivators."
Jing Nan pondered Hu Weiwei's words: "You just said... absorb?" Could it be that the monsters in the companion ruins were all raised by the ancient witch clan specifically to deal with demon cultivators?
No, that's not right. Hu Weiwei just said that there is a passage in the Demon-Slaying Formation that prevents the monsters from crawling out. The monsters usually crawl out from the Chaos Sea. Jing Nan's face changed, and a terrible hypothesis came to his mind.
Hu Weiwei said: "The Wu Clan cast the channel of the Demon Slaughtering Formation into the Chaos Sea. As we all know, all the big monsters are bred in the Chaos Sea. High-level monsters will be attracted by the light of the Demon Slaughtering Formation and follow the channel into the companion space. However, once the Demon Slaughtering Formation is activated, the spiritual energy around them will be absorbed by the formation in an instant and become a weapon to slaughter the monsters."
Jing Nan and the other two gasped: "It turned out to be like this..."
In ancient times, the demon tribe was not divided into demon cultivators, demon beasts, and spirit beasts like they are now. In the eyes of the witch tribe, all those who could transform into demons were demons. The witch tribe hated the demon tribe to the core, and in order to deal with the demon tribe, they came up with such a terrible formation. They used the power of the demon tribe to deal with the demon tribe, thus making the human race invincible.
Hu Weiwei gritted his teeth and said, "As long as we block the passage and attract the human cultivators in, when the formation is activated, it will absorb the power of the human cultivators, and we will deal with the human cultivators."
Xuan Yu had no expression on his face: "Why did you kill human cultivators?"
Hu Weiwei said in a hateful voice: "Reason? Does this need a reason? Those who are not of my race must have different hearts! The Dongji Mountain stretches across the Taixu Realm. Human cultivators are so weak but they occupy such a large area, and what about our demon race?! We only have a tiny piece of land! As long as I kill the human cultivators, I can bring my people to the land west of the Dongji Mountain to reproduce!"
Jing Nan covered his head with a headache: "That's it?"
Hu Weiwei said: "There is one more thing. As long as I can eliminate most of the human cultivators, I can become the new demon god of the beast tribe! I can replace you!"
Jing Nan sighed: "You are... crazy about wanting to be a demon god."
Hu Weiwei's eyes were filled with madness, and he roared at Jing Nan: "It's all your fault! You are just a nine-tailed beast, but you became a demon god. You are not worthy of the title! Last time the thirteen tribes of the beastman held a meeting, I wanted to kill you and take the position, but you didn't come! You actually disappeared!"
Jing Nan put his hands in his pockets and sighed, "Am I stupid? Should I rush over and let you hurt me?"
Feng Gui saw that Hu Weiwei had lost his composure, so he cleared his throat and said, "Let me ask you a question. According to your plan, you should be able to wipe out all the cultivators in the cultivation world. Why did the ruins of only three sects collapse?"
Hu Huiwei said in a muffled voice: "We are also surprised by this. Jiu Shisan said that even if all the cultivators from the five major sects came in, the ruins could accommodate them. But after only three people came in, the ruins collapsed. Jiu Shisan sent a message saying that it felt like the ruins were blown up. I think it might be that the formation inside has been broken due to disrepair..."
Jing Nan nodded: "Hmm..."
Hu Weiwei saw Jing Nan was about to turn around, so he hurriedly called out to Jing Nan. His dark blue eyes were full of bloodshot and fear: "Jing Nan! No, no, demon god! I know I can't survive, can you please give me a quick death? Don't let the Dragon King torture me, I can't bear it!"
Jing Nan spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry, it's useless for you to ask Long Jun about this matter. It's useless to tell me. What you said is actually correct. I am not justified!"
The screams in the torture room rang out again, but they disappeared after a few sounds. The aroma of the hot pot drifted far away, but the smell of the hot pot was not appetizing at all.
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In fact, people don't feel much pain when they are unconscious. What's uncomfortable is when you can feel the pain in your body when you regain consciousness, but you can't move your body. Yes, Du Heng is talking about now.
He felt bitter in his mouth, and his body felt sore and stretched, as if he had been stepped on by ten thousand elephants. His chest in particular felt heavy, as if he was suffering from sleep paralysis.
Du Heng opened his eyes with difficulty, and as expected, he saw Xiaoxiao squatting on his chest and dozing off. Du Heng opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "Xiao... Xiaoxiao... go... down..."
Jing Nan's voice floated over: "Xiao Xiao, just lie there like this, that's good. Since you're going to die anyway, why not let Xiao Xiao crush you to death, it will be easier." Du Heng's eyes were filled with tears: "Nan Nan..."
Xiaoxiao woke up with a start. He was so happy to see Du Heng woke up. He flapped his little wings and hit Du Heng in the face.
Du Heng's eyes were filled with sorrow and tears: ...What evil had he done to deserve such treatment? Why did Xiaoxiao start beating him too?
However, Xiaoxiao still couldn't bear to leave Du Heng. After a few pokes, Xiaoxiao rubbed over gently: "Chirp~"
Du Heng touched Xiao Xiao's head and said, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble." Xiao Xiao rubbed Du Heng's face and said, "Chi~"
Du Heng looked around and saw him lying on the bed behind the stone chamber. He asked, "Where is Xiaoyu?"
Jing Nan was pounding medicine, and he said in a bad mood: "Xiao Yu is making meat soup." Du Heng laughed: "Xiao Yu is making meat soup?" His Xiao Yu was becoming more and more dexterous.
Jing Nan thought for a moment and said, "But it wasn't very tasty. He felt it couldn't taste like yours. He said there might be something wrong with the ingredients."
Du Heng is good at processing ingredients. He smiled and asked, "What ingredients did Xiaoyu use?" Jing Nan said casually, "Tiger."
Du Heng swallowed hard: "Can you tell me what happened?" He felt uneasy, so he lay down for a while. How come Xiaoyu and the others even ate the tiger?
Du Heng's throat felt very uncomfortable. He cleared his throat and asked, "How long have I been unconscious?" Jing Nan raised his copper pestle and showed his white teeth, "Not long, just two days and one night."
Hearing this, Du Heng wanted to get up, but Jing Nan held him down: "Take it easy, Xiaoyu left just in time. If you were half a cup of tea later, even the gods wouldn't be able to save you. You don't even know how scared you made Xiaoyu. I've known him for tens of thousands of years, and this is the second time I've seen him cry."
Xiaoxiao chirped and revealed Jingnan's past: "Chirp chirp~" Not only Longjun cried, but Uncle and Nannan also cried! Xiaoxiao herself shed three big basins of tears.
Jing Nan took out a handful of black medicine from the copper mortar and slapped it into the bamboo stalks beside him. He turned his back to Du Heng and said seriously, "Du Heng, do you know what you mean to us?"
Jing Nan's sudden seriousness made Du Heng shrink his neck. Du Heng asked anxiously: "Friends? Family...family?"
Jing Nan spoke each word with great emphasis: "You are more important to us than our own lives. We can get hurt and die, but not you."
Du Heng's nose was sour: "Nannan..." So this is how Nannan and the others see him? Du Heng was so lucky to have them treat him sincerely!
After a while, Jing Nan said, "The identities of the three of us have been exposed." Du Heng was stunned again: "Huh? Why?" Didn't we have to hide it from Xiu? Now that it's exposed, won't the consequences be serious?
Jing Nan asked, "Do you know who the tiger was that injured you?" Du Heng shook his head, "I don't know."
Jing Nan said, "The prince of the most noble white tiger clan among the tiger clans has disliked me for a long time and wants to replace me. You are so lucky that you can hit his messenger bird with your sword and poke his head with the sword. Thanks to you, we finally figured out what is going on with the Wanzong ruins."
Du Heng jumped up, he was so shocked that he could hardly speak: "Is it true?" How could there be such a coincidence in the world? But what he hit was indeed a big white tiger.
Jing Nan chuckled, with relief in his eyes: "The Hundred-foot Nail of the White Tiger Clan is so terrifying, and you can actually survive it. Du Heng, you are really great."
Du Heng scratched his head innocently: "It's all thanks to everyone's good education, hey..."
Before Du Heng finished speaking, Jing Nan hugged him. Du Heng's face was pressed against Jing Nan's chest in astonishment: "Nan Nan..."
Jing Nan's body trembled slightly: "You almost died, you know? We don't have the courage to face your departure. If you really were gone, what would you let the three of us do?"
Du Heng had so many words to say that he could only say three words: "I'm sorry..."
Du Heng would never know how Xuan Yu and the others exposed their identities. When Xuan Yu carried the bloody Du Heng back to the base, Feng Gui and Jing Nan exploded on the spot. Feng Gui transformed into his original form and rushed to the eastern forest to bring the half-dead tiger prince to the base.
They don't want any harmony between humans and demons, any gradual progress, any strategies or tactics.
Jing Nan patted him on the back gently: "You... just want you to live a peaceful life, but I don't know why these bad things always happen to you." Du Heng said in a muffled voice: "Where are there bad things?"
At least meeting Xiaoyu and the others is Du Heng's lifelong blessing.
After sighing, Jing Nan forced Du Heng to drink a bowl of medicine. Unlike the bitter medicines in the past, this medicine tasted very good, sweet with a hint of orchid fragrance. Du Heng gulped down a large bowl, and his mouth was watering with greed.
Du Heng put down the bowl and said depressedly: "It's all my fault for going out for no reason. Now your identities have been exposed, what are you going to do?"
Jing Nan said casually: "If we are exposed, then we are exposed. We are just standing there as a sitting duck. We didn't expect that the Tiger Prince was in the ruins. With him here, our identities will be exposed sooner or later. In a sense, we should thank you for discovering him. Otherwise, he would be in the dark and we would be in the light. We don't know how they would plot against us then."
Du Heng asked worriedly: "What should we do now?"
Jing Nan said: "It's done, everything is fine now."
Du Heng was confused: "Huh?" Nan Nan's habit of leaving half of what she said was really annoying.
As they were talking, Xuan Yu came in with a bowl of soup in his hand. Du Heng raised his head and met Xuan Yu's eyes. Xuan Yu's eyes were so gentle that they could drown him. He smiled and said, "Are you awake? How do you feel?"
Du Heng nodded: "Yeah, it's good."
The moment he saw Xuan Yu, Du Heng thought of the slightly fragrant embrace before he passed out. At the same time, he also thought of the big tiger that had kept him lying there for two days and one night.
Du Heng said, "By the way, Xiaoyu, where is that tiger?!" That is a genuine demon cultivator! Fierce and unreasonable.
Xuan Yu sat on the bed, the meat soup in his hand looked pretty good. The brown meat slices were curled up and immersed in the clear soup, with a few drops of oil and garlic floating on the soup. It smelled fresh and fragrant, and looked delicious.
Du Heng exclaimed: "This soup is made with great feeling!" Jing Nan smiled: "That's right, Xiaoyu has been trying to make this soup for a whole day, it would be unreasonable if it doesn't taste good."
Xuan Yu blamed himself and said, "That demon cultivator is gone. The wild demon cultivators in the ruins are just so unreasonable. I have wronged you. I can only blame myself for not being able to protect you well. I always said I would protect you, but every time I let you get hurt."
Du Heng was still terrified: "I'm lucky I survived!"
Xuan Yu scooped a piece of meat and passed it to Du Heng: "Try the soup I made for you. I used chicken broth to enhance the flavor." Du Heng took a sip from the spoon: "Hmm! Delicious!"
He chewed the meat and said, "This piece of meat was not processed well. It smells a bit bloody. Did you not use cooking wine to remove the fishy smell? Hahaha~"
Xuan Yu held the bowl and looked at Du Heng with a smile: "Yes, I forgot. Next time I will soak it more and add more cooking wine."
Du Heng took the bowl from Xuan Yu: "My Xiaoyu's cooking skills are getting better and better. You will be the chef in the future!"
Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng deeply: "Well, I will work hard to become a good cook."
The author has something to say: Old Cat: So did you eat the tiger penis?
Xiaoyu: The meat slices should be pounded thinly and coated with starch, otherwise they will become tough. Oh, and they should also be marinated with cooking wine, scallions and ginger before pounding.
Old Cat: Tiger whip...
Xiaoyu: You know too much.
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