Feng Siyi's eyes suddenly opened.

Bi Ruiming felt happy and was about to step forward.

But suddenly I thought, that’s not right!

At this moment, Feng Siyi's eyes were cold and emotionless, and his eyes were filled with fire.

He just stared at Bi Ruiming, as if he would release the extremely powerful Phoenix True Fire in the next second and burn him to ashes.

Bi Ruiming was so suppressed by Feng Siyi's powerful pressure that he broke into a cold sweat.

But at this time, Feng Siyi must not be in a conscious state, as if he was using a mechanism to protect himself during cultivation.

"Feng Siyi! Wake up, I'm Bi Ruiming."

Bi Ruiming took a step forward and looked at Feng Siyi anxiously.

This state is very unstable and it is extremely easy to become possessed.

In an instant, with the sycamore tree as the center, the red light flourished.

"You like me?"

"Bi Ruiming? Come closer."

But Bi Ruiming was unmoved. He knew that the real Feng Siyi would never speak to him in this tone.

He only thinks of 'stupid'

"Thank you Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

I have absolutely no intention of leaving.

At this time, Feng Siyi's voice was cold. This was an emotion that Bi Ruiming had never used when Feng Siyi faced him.

Bi Ruiming was shocked, and suddenly thought of the night when he was injured by Qiong Qi, when Feng Siyi briefly lost control and sucked his blood.

The first one to come out was Ao Yin.

A cold voice passed by Bi Ruiming's ear, and Feng Siyi suddenly pinched Bi Ruiming's shoulders.

A stab of pain hit him, and Bi Ruiming groaned.

A behavior that is disrespectful.

Feng Siyi looked at Bi Ruiming with a sneer, as if she was laughing at the man in front of him for not overestimating his abilities.

The Buddha's sound has not stopped yet. Bi Ruiming looked carefully and his expression cracked. Isn't this just a tape recorder?

Then Di Ting ignored Bi Ruiming, snorted and lay down under the sycamore tree.

Yang Jian instantly felt like scolding his mother. He really didn't expect Ao Yin to be such a ferocious beast.

He couldn't resist at all.

As soon as the strength in his hands and mouth relaxed, his fangs disappeared instantly.

I'm afraid that she will cause harm to herself in this state.

Ao Yin's voice made several people present roll their eyes.

But facing this face, Bi Ruiming couldn't be cruel at all.

Under this tug, he suddenly pounced on Feng Siyi.

Xie Bian, who had written a letter to get rich, stood next to a giant beast. Upon closer inspection, everyone discovered that this was Tingting, the king of Ksitigarbha, who was throwing himself under his seat.

"The smell of blood is very strong, and it belongs to the beast. The beast is in danger!"

He said something quietly.

Feng Siyi on the tree was shocked.

He barely managed to hold her up with one hand on the tree trunk to prevent her from being pressed down.

"Yes, I like Feng Siyi."

But he was sure that Feng Siyi was definitely not awake at this moment.

Bi Ruiming stood in front of Xie Bi'an and Di Ting with Feng Siyi in his arms.

There seemed to be a hole, and several people took half a step back in surprise, only to find a man dressed in white and wearing an official hat.

When spreading to sycamore trees.

The sound of the Buddha has not disappeared.

Bai Suzhen looked anxiously in the direction of the two of them.

After getting closer, Feng Siyi suddenly grabbed his arm and yanked it in his direction.

Bi Ruiming breathed a sigh of relief and patted Feng Siyi gently in his arms. Seeing that she didn't respond, he gently picked her up and got off the tree.

He is not afraid that Feng Siyi will suck his blood again, but Feng Siyi will definitely blame herself again when she wakes up.

He was shocked. Feng Siyi accidentally sucked his blood last time, but she didn't have fangs.

Phoenix has no fangs.

The whole person went limp and almost fell from the tree. Fortunately, Bi Ruiming reacted quickly and caught Feng Siyi in his arms.

"I am Feng Siyi!"

The sound of Buddha lingers.

"Little Phoenix, please wake up, I know you don't want to do this."

"You smell so good!"

This is what he doesn't want to see.

He threw away Ao Yin's hand in front of him and said angrily.

What he felt were two extremely familiar scents of ferocious beasts.

Just listen to Feng Siyi smile softly.

Gradually a circle of light spreads outward.

Bi Ruiming looked at Xie Bi'an questioningly.

I really don’t understand why Empress Nuwa used words like fierce, violent, and evil when describing Ao Yin, a ferocious beast.

Yang Jian looked at Ao Yin like he was looking at an idiot.

But he didn't dare to relax, because Feng Siyi's eyes were still the same as before.

Bi Ruiming's answer made Feng Siyi stunned for a moment, and then he laughed wildly.

I don't know what she wants to do, but I don't dare to act rashly, for fear of interrupting her cultivation state and causing her to go crazy.

"What? They're not... um..."

In the meantime, Feng Siyi buried her head in Bi Ruiming's neck, stretched out the tip of her tongue, and gently licked the top of his collarbone.

Bi Ruiming frowned, this strength was contrary to common sense.

When everyone was at a loss, the ground between the few people and the sycamore tree began to twist.

After Xie Bi'an appeared in the farmyard with Di Ting, he heard a burst of Buddhist sounds coming from Di Ting's mouth.

In desperation, Bi Ruiming had no choice but to slowly approach Feng Siyi's side.

Yang Jian ignored Ao Yin and walked up to the sycamore tree.

Diting snorted and relaxed, and a black square box the size of a palm fell to the ground.

He came to the garden and looked at the two people sitting among the trees in surprise.

"Oops, the smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger. If it continues like this, I'm afraid Master Biyan won't be able to hold on any longer. We need to find a way quickly."

In his opinion, Bi Ruiming pressed Feng Siyi on the tree trunk, while Feng Siyi buried her head on Bi Ruiming's shoulder and neck.

Sensing something strange, he found Yang Jian standing beside him.

Then he saw two green and white snakes appearing beside him, looking at the two people on the tree with a frown.

He nodded towards Di Ting.

For some reason, Ao Yin put his hand on Yang Jian's eyes.

Before Bi Ruiming could react, Feng Siyi's hand touched Bi Ruiming's cheek.

But Feng Siyi still had an indifferent expression, she stretched out her hand and hooked it in Bi Ruiming's direction.

It's like he's become a different person.

After a while, everyone in the farmyard seemed to feel something.

There was a soft cry from behind.

Bi Ruiming was breathing heavily and clearly felt that his blood was being lost.

This feeling is like calling an ant to an indifferent Lord.
To be continued...