A group of people from the Fei family:? ? ? ?
They looked at each other in confusion.
No, why is the plot development different from what was expected?
You said that, but you didn't say you really wanted to climb a mountain of swords or walk through a sea of fire?
Song Jiao waved the sword in her hand impatiently, "Hurry up, don't dawdle! Or do you all want to sharpen my sword? If so, I don't mind." As she spoke, she deliberately let the sword edge flash a few cold rays, scaring the Fei family members so much that they shrank their necks.
Her eyes swept over Fei Yuxuan on the ground, and she raised her hand slightly. An invisible force lifted him up, and then with a "whoosh", she threw him directly into the sea of fire next to her.
"I'm a good person," Song Jiao said with a smile, "I won't let those who haven't retreated go to the mountain of swords. You just need to go to the sea of fire for a while."
Although vampires are not worried about ordinary injuries, Song Jiao's sea of swords and fire is no joke.
The mountain of knives is made of special materials that can restrain the abilities of vampires. If they climb up it, they will be skinned alive even if they don't die.
As for the sea of fire, it was not ordinary fire. It was all the heavenly fire that Song Jiao had collected from various worlds before.
This is not a sea of fire, it's purgatory!
At this moment, the Fei family began to think that since the living room was a big place, the mountain of swords was only a few steps away.
But once I went in, I realized that it was just a miniature world.
Before them stood a towering mountain, with layers of blade-sharp rocks piled up as if to pierce the sky.
"This...this is too exaggerated, right?" someone stammered.
Song Jiao looked at these people with satisfaction. She is such a caring little cutie!
"Tuanzi, am I too considerate?" She was already moved by her own thoughtfulness.
Tuanzi:........
You call this caring? Do you have any misunderstanding about caring?
"Well, that's really thoughtful." It's so thoughtful that it almost kills me.
Song Jiao nodded with satisfaction. As long as these people liked it, that was enough.
Start watching the show happily.
As soon as Fei Yuxuan fell into the sea of fire, he felt a heart-wrenching pain in his wound.
Those scorching flames seemed to be alive, licking his body greedily, making him feel unprecedented torment.
He tried his best to support himself and prevent himself from falling, but every cell in his body was groaning in pain.
At the same time, those who were climbing the knife mountain were also suffering.
Each of them was cut by the sharp blade and was covered in blood.
However, compared to the terrible consequences that would turn them into ashes, they had to endure this little pain.
They gritted their teeth and struggled to move forward just to survive.
Song Jiao sat happily aside, as if all this had nothing to do with her.
When she had nothing to do, she would read Kiman, and occasionally look up at the people who were suffering, assessing their progress.
There was always a faint smile on her face, as if everything was under her control.
Time flies, and a day is over in the blink of an eye.
However, for those who are suffering, time seems to stretch infinitely longer.
With amazing perseverance, Fei Yuxuan finally climbed to the only small island in the sea of fire to rest.
His body was exhausted, but his eyes were still firm and full of desire to survive.
The next morning, Song Jiao walked out of the room and checked the progress of those people again.
She found that everything was pretty much the same as yesterday, so she stopped paying attention to them. She had her own things to do - to go to the school where the original owner was.
That school is a famous aristocratic high school in S City, sharing a campus with ordinary people.
The original owner was often bullied in school, so shouldn't he be punished?
The butler drove the luxury car carefully and parked it steadily at the gate of the university. He had witnessed the "performance" in the house yesterday and was deeply in awe of Song Jiao's power, so his attitude today was unusually respectful.
As soon as the car stopped, countless female classmates who came to see it couldn't wait to surround it. They all thought that the person in the car was the prince of their dreams.
However, when the car door opened and only Song Jiao walked out gracefully, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became awkward and tense.
The female students were indignant, and some even started to swear.
Song Jiao just looked up, her eyes instantly turned red, and an invisible majesty emanated from her.
Those girls who spoke rudely seemed to be under a spell. They all shut their mouths and dared not make a sound again.
Amidst everyone's surprised gazes, the butler drove away silently.
Song Jiao glanced coldly at the crowd around her, as if evaluating everyone's attitude.
Just then, a man dressed in punk style came towards them.
As soon as he saw Song Jiao, he reached out his hand to hug her, but his hand fell vertically before it got close.
This man was Shangguan Ming. He looked at Song Jiao with horror, his heart full of confusion and fear.
Is this the power of the ancestor? If the power of the ancestor is restored, what about the Fei family? Wouldn't they be finished?
Song Jiao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of sneer. "Next time you do that, it won't be as simple as just breaking a bone."
She said coldly, "I will make your hands disappear."
Shangguan Ming was so frightened that his face turned pale and he stepped back repeatedly.
He knew very well that Song Jiao's power was not empty talk. If she really took action, his fate would probably be very miserable.
"Take me to your base." Song Jiao's voice was cold.
The base is a holy place exclusively for vampires, a symbol of the wealth and power they have accumulated in their long lives.
The wealth these families possess is hundreds of times greater than that of ordinary people. Although they cannot dominate the world of vampires, they are undoubtedly at the top of the pyramid in the human world.
Shangguan Ming led the way in front, his steps were a little heavy, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.
They walked through the tree-lined paths of the campus and finally stopped in front of the teaching building on the westernmost side of the school.
The teaching building appears solemn and mysterious under the sunlight, as if its silent appearance hides endless secrets.
Shangguan Ming pushed open the door and was greeted by a burst of laughter.
The eight or nine men and women in the classroom all turned their eyes to Song Jiao. Their faces were filled with smiles, but there was a hint of mockery and disdain in their eyes.
"Isn't this our ancestor? Why did you condescend to come here today?" a man said jokingly, his tone full of provocation.
"Is this a place you can come to?" another woman echoed, her eyes full of disdain.
However, none of them seemed to notice Shangguan Ming's pale face and the cold sweat on his forehead. Song Jiao glanced at them coldly, then slowly said, "Kneel down!"
As she finished speaking, the nine people seemed to be controlled by an invisible force and knelt in front of Song Jiao in unison.
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