Chapter 272: The Insect Plague is Destroyed (Part 2)
"Let me in!"
Han Feng roared, using all his strength, holding the magic staff in both hands, aimed at the hole, and inserted it all the way in.
The entrance to the Blood God Crystal Cave is located on an extremely hidden altar, and that entrance, like a key hole, has been waiting for the arrival of the key.
Now, with the entry of the spirit staff, the altar also revealed its unique power.
A towering blood pillar rose from the ground and rushed directly to the sky. Even the chain barrier set up by Han Feng could not withstand his strength and was directly crushed into blood flowers all over the sky.
However, the clothes tore a big hole in the middle just before it touched the blood column, and finally flew back intact and was worn by Han Feng.
You want me to split?
snort!
Good, you did it!
After receiving the message from the magic wand, Han Feng immediately left here and traveled through space to the edge of the area.
After making sure that he had nothing to do with it, he pursed his lips, jumped back lightly on his toes, and flew out from the gap in the crumbling chain.
"Uh, why are they all here?"
As soon as he came out, Han Feng felt that his mind had become several times clearer and he was more sensitive to spiritual power and blood.
It's like I just swam out of the water, the perception of oxygen is so smooth.
"Why are you staying here? Have you finished the tasks I asked you to do?"
The sudden sound made the group of highly nervous vampires feel as if they were facing a great enemy. They took out their own magical weapons and guarded the Blood Ancestor in the middle, with sharp eyes and extreme vigilance.
Han Feng blinked, stretched out his hand and grabbed the former out of the group of people, and walked out of the space:
"Done?"
When Xue Zu saw that it was this mysterious man, he nodded fearfully, then pointed to the sea of blood beside him and said, "What's going on in here?"
Han Feng turned his head and took a look: "When all the chains are broken, this sea of blood will be restored to its original state."
"Next, is it time to talk about what's going on between us?"
Xue Zu's face froze, but soon returned to normal, looking a little embarrassed: "I was wrong about this matter, I apologize to you."
Han Feng smiled and said, "You didn't do anything to me. What's the point of you apologizing to me? Where did you arrange for the two of them? Take me back to see them."
"good."
The Blood Ancestor nodded, hesitated for a moment, explained the existence of the cold wind to the group of confidants in front of him, and after reducing their hostility, he took the former and sat on the teleportation array back to the Blood Ancestor's territory.
Before leaving, all these confidants were dispersed by the Blood Ancestor and stationed in different places.
Although he is in charge, if something really goes wrong, there is nothing we can do except inform the Blood Ancestor, right?
…
"Xiao Shiyi, Xuanming, I'm back!"
Han Feng walked into the small courtyard prepared by Blood Ancestor and smelled the strong smell of roasted chicken as soon as he entered.
"Hmm, smells good! What are you eating?"
Hearing the sound, the three people who were eating in the yard showed different expressions.
Little Eleven looked like he had been squeezed and his blood was drained. He looked like nothing but skin and bones, the kind that would break if touched lightly. When he heard the sound of the cold wind, he suddenly felt aggrieved like a big baby and cried wildly on the spot.
Xuan Ming's expression didn't change much, but he replied respectfully, "Roasted chicken."
As for the third person, he showed a more puzzled look. He was very alert at first, but when he saw his brother behind him making a few gestures, he stopped and tried to open the formation.
Han Feng grabbed Xiao Shiyi's right pulse, felt it carefully, narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned his head to look at the Blood Ancestor behind him.
The latter was walking slowly with his head down, thinking about how to explain that he originally wanted to guide the drop of blood out of his body, but for some reason, he just couldn't draw it out.
In desperation, he finally used the secret technique, but accidentally drew too much blood and almost died from depletion of blood, which led to the current situation.
Then he felt a death gaze and stopped in his tracks.
Han Feng withdrew his gaze, rummaged in the storage bag for a long time, and finally took out a petal and fed it into Xiao Shiyi's mouth, guiding the power to be digested in his body and filling his body with power.
Strength and blood were slowly recovering, and Xiao Eleven's face gradually changed from pale to full of rosy red.
During this long period of time, Xuanming and Xuezu's sister continued to sit aside and eat the roast chicken seriously, without even the slightest intention of inviting Xuezu.
"Mm, delicious." ×2
Blood Ancestor: ...I am air, you all go about your own business and don’t bother me.
I'm leaving, I won't bother you!
However, Han Feng's healing speed was much faster than they expected. He completed the healing just after eating two chickens.
“Master…”
"I know. Don't talk. Rest for a while. These chickens have more blood and energy than those outside. You can eat some first. It will help you recover."
"yes."
Han Feng sniffed and suddenly felt like he was a little... . stiff?
and…
“Gulp gulp…”
My stomach is growling.
The next moment, Han Feng changed his clothes. The white robe turned into a white shirt, short jeans underneath, and a straw hat on his head.
There was a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.
"You are Blood Ancestor's sister, right?" Han Feng asked gently, "Hello, I am Han Feng."
"Hello, hello."
The former didn't care too much about the difference between Han Feng and them, nor did he care about his own image. He didn't even wipe his greasy hands, but directly reached out and shook hands with the latter.
Han Feng, who has a slight obsession with cleanliness, suddenly had the urge to cut off his hands and replace them with new ones.
"Your sister is very beautiful!"
Han Feng pulled the Blood Ancestor next to him over with one hand, put his legs together, and sat cross-legged on the ground. He wiped all the oil stains on his hands onto his clothes.
A brother should pay off his sister's debt. Is that okay?
I took the roast chicken handed over by Xuanming and took a deep breath...
ah! So delicious!
Pull the chicken leg off and chew it. The meat is soft and sticky, leaving a rich aroma in the mouth. The whole body is full of heat, especially this roasted chicken is brushed with a layer of pepper oil.
Therefore, the more you eat, the more fragrant and numb it becomes, and the more you want to eat, and in the end, you have finished the whole chicken and only feel an endless aftertaste.
I'm not full yet, I still want more.
Seeing what he meant, Xuan Ming handed over two more. This time, Han Feng gave one to Blood Ancestor:
"Together!"
"I have a share too?" The latter was stunned.
"If you don't want to eat it, give it to me." Han Feng blinked and stretched out his hand with a smile.
"Yes, eat! Of course!"
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