At the same time that Jiang Xiaofeng's body exploded into a ball of blood, Yingjun let out a whimper and jumped down from Chu Yan's shoulder.

While it was still flying in the air, it transformed into its original form, a big white pig that was a foot long.

Then he opened his big mouth and swallowed the ball of blood sauce into his mouth.

After swallowing, he smacked his lips with satisfaction.

But his handsome eyes were looking at Chu Yan with extremely resentful eyes at this moment.

Did all the disciples of Wan Hai Sect give me food as promised?

You've beaten them into a paste, which looks similar to soy milk. It's spread all over the floor. How can I eat it?

If I hadn't been handsome and acted quickly enough, I would have swallowed this one in one gulp.

How can I put it in my mouth when it falls to the ground?

Chu Yan, Chu Yan, where is the trust between humans and pigs?

It's a pity that His Highness Chu didn't look at it at all, and naturally he didn't see Yingjun's little look full of grievance.

His Highness Chu waved his hand towards Little Tangtang. After the little tiger staggered over, he gently scratched the little tiger's chin and took out a palm-sized piece from Jiang Xiaofeng's storage bag. It was square and a little bit square.

The transparent and somewhat elastic cube was brought to the little tiger's mouth.

"Blood food!" Yingjun saw it from the side and immediately rushed over, staring closely at the square, his saliva already rolling down like a waterfall.

In the mortal world, some people like to eat duck blood and pig blood.

This blood food is a tonic formed by monks who boil the blood of monsters and some medicinal materials together.

The blood of monster beasts is full of vitality. If taken, it can help monks condense their bodies and replenish their vitality and blood.

The effect is similar to the blood marrow Chu Yan purchased when he was in Changqing Town.

But the effect is different by an unknown number of times.

The half-palp-sized piece of blood food that Chu Yan is holding now is probably a hundred times more beneficial to the body than the bottle of blood marrow he took at that time!

Xiao Tangtang opened her big eyes at this moment, taking a good look at the pretty thing on Chu Yan's hand.

It didn't know what it was, but the blood energy that was constantly escaping from the blood food made it instinctively know that it was a good thing that was useful to it.

"Eat it." Chu Yan touched Xiao Tangtang's head and said with a smile.

"Oh my god, why didn't I see it just now?" Yingjun was annoyed at the side, stomping his hooves on the ground.

But even though it said that, it did not compete with Xiaotangtang for this piece of blood food.

Even it knew that since there was blood food in Jiang Xiaofeng's storage bag, there must be blood food in the storage bags of other Wanhaimen disciples.

But even though he knew the situation, Yingjun did not take this opportunity to rummage through the storage bags of other Wanhaimen disciples.

Because it knew that the blood food was prepared by Chu Yan for Little Tangtang.

Besides, although Yingjun is greedy, he still has his own pride.

So at this moment, he keeps wallowing and complaining, but Handsome doesn't steal or fight for it, he just complains and expresses his attitude.

But the problem is——

His Highness Chu still didn't take a second look at it.

This makes Yingjun feel like he is showing his charming eyes to a blind man.

Out of trust in Chu Yan, after sniffing the blood food, Xiao Tangtang stuck out her tongue and swallowed the blood food.

Immediately, Chu Yan saw a light flashing in the little tiger's eyes.

Then the little tiger licked and licked Chu Yan's palm, shaking its head and tail, and humping non-stop.

"Is this...like to eat?" Chu Yan laughed dumbly, walked over and picked up the storage bags of several other Wanhaimen disciples, and quickly searched for them.

As he expected, the remaining six storage bags added up to ten pieces of blood food.

Chu Yan gave Xiao Tangtang three more pieces, and then stopped giving them for the time being.

Although I brought the little tiger to the Ten Thousand Monsters Cemetery this time with the intention of improving it.

But as a person who has experienced the matter of increasing blood energy, Chu Yan still feels that he cannot become fat in one go.

There is still a long time left in the Ten Thousand Monsters Burial Ground, so you can make up for it slowly.

Of the remaining seven pieces of blood food, Chu Yan saw Yingjun looking helpless, so he gave him one piece.

In a flash of handsomeness, his curly little tail started to wag.

So much so that Chu Yan suddenly had the illusion that the person in front of him was a pig-shaped dog.

However, Yingjun didn't seem to be too interested in blood food. After eating a piece of it, he said it tasted far different from eating it directly.

When leaving, Yingjun squatted on Chu Yan's shoulder and murmured: "Chu Yan, you must keep your word. Next time, please don't beat someone to pieces like this. This is so unflattering, really.

Do you think it looks good for me to pout my lips and lie on the ground sucking the plasma? Is it appropriate?"

Thinking of a big white pig with its head on the ground and its white butt sticking out of its head, Chu Yan felt that this scene was really eye-catching.

It's just that the little white pig's chatter is really unbearable.

So Chu Yan comforted it: "There are a hundred dishes on the table. Before that, I have two bowls of porridge to fill my stomach. Do you think there is anything wrong with it?"

"Of course that's no problem, it's just that-" Before he could finish his words, Yingjun suddenly stopped.

Its eyes began to glow and its saliva began to flow.

He tried hard to swallow the saliva that was about to spurt out, and handsomely said: "You mean... there are many more..."

Chu Yan smiled: "Of course there are many, and we have to stay at the Ten Thousand Monsters Cemetery for a long time."

"But...but you said...any disciple is very important to the sect..." Yingjun thought about the reason, "They have no reason to keep sending people to you to kill, and besides, they can't delay themselves.

Something about..."

"Of course you are right in the end, let me tell you two numbers first." Chu Yan nodded, "There are more than 4,000 outer sect disciples at the second level of Pulse Condensation Realm in Broken Star Tower, and other sects, including 10,000

Haimen, the number should be similar.

There are almost more than a thousand inner disciples at the third level of Pulse Condensation Realm.

You see, just now, I reduced the number of outer disciples of Wan Hai Sect by 7/4000.

This number seems small now, but as time continues to grow, this number will inevitably increase.

When some of the inner disciples die, Wan Hai Sect will feel heartache."

Having said this, Chu Yan paused and looked at Yingjun: "At that time, Chu Xing will definitely get pressure from the sect.

Let me ask you, if you were Chu Xing, you would not only want someone to kill me, but you would also not want the pressure to increase.

So what would you do?"

"I, I..." Yingjun blinked and suddenly realized, "I will issue something like a reward order to let others help me!"

Chu Yan was very satisfied with Yingjun's answer.

It was obvious that although this little fat pig was eating and sleeping on weekdays, he had also learned something about the world of monks.

"Your answer is basically what Chu Xing will do when the time comes. At that time, my situation will be much more dangerous than now, almost -"
Chapter completed!