This frightened her to the extreme, and her charming big eyes were filled with moisture, full of innocence and pleading.
"Don't stare at me like that, you know, these are of no use to me!" Yang Di's face was gloomy, cold and threatening, with a fierce look.
But in fact, the sad and innocent look in this little fox's eyes had a huge impact on his mind, which was more lethal than the fox marmilla.
After all, Yang Di is still a young man with a good heart. Seeing the pitiful appearance of this young and beautiful woman with silver hair and red eyes, although he knows that this is a little fox with a high level of charm, he still
Without mercy, he cut off the pink neck mercilessly, and the strength between his palms unknowingly loosened a little.
The naked little fox got a chance to breathe, feeling like he was breathing heavily.
However, at this time, Yang Di will naturally not be stupid. This little fox is not simple. Although his palm is loosened a little, it is still like an iron pliers. Wherever he pinches, the true energy between the two fingers of his left hand has not dissipated.
, don’t dare to be careless at all.
"Little fox, why do you want to harm us?" Yang Di asked sternly, but as soon as the words came out, he suddenly realized that by holding the pink neck of this beauty like this, the latter couldn't make a sound even if he wanted to confess honestly.
"Uh huh..." Sure enough, the little fox looked frightened and kept whimpering. Unfortunately, he couldn't speak. His red eyes were filled with mist.
In the end, Yang Di's mind was racing and he thought about all the methods taught by his ancestors to subdue monsters.
Although most of them, with his current cultivation level, he couldn't use them at all, but in the end, his efforts paid off. After a few minutes, Yang Di came up with a way.
"Little fox, listen, if you don't want to die, just let me plant a blood talisman in your demon spirit." Yang Di's face was as dark as water, and he threatened coldly: "If you don't cooperate, for the sake of my side
To protect the safety of those friends, I can only strangle you to death. Remember, you only have one chance, don’t challenge my patience!"
While speaking, Yang Di had already withdrawn his left hand, bitten the fingertip with a cruel move, and let the blood drip out.
"Condensation!" The next moment, he shouted softly, and his hand began to make rapid gestures like a ghost painting. The blood beads on his fingertips were like cinnabar, and finally condensed into an ancient blood-colored symbol in the air, turning into a line of red light.
, sinking into the fingertips.
Then, without thinking much, Yang Di stretched out his finger with an indifferent expression and pointed towards the little fox's forehead.
Looking at the drop of bright blood on this guy's fingertip, the little fox's big eyes were filled with fear. She naturally knew what it was and what horrific consequences it would have if it was implanted in her demon spirit, so she desperately tried to struggle and resist.
But when I thought about what this man just said, my instinct to survive finally defeated my stubbornness.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" With a low sob, she was like a puppy that had been beaten with a stick. Her mood was extremely depressed, and her big eyes were filled with hot tears, and she looked helplessly in front of her.
This bad guy, arrogantly and unreasonably, touched the blood droplet between her eyebrows.
In the bright red blood beads, there are subtle runes flowing. The moment it touches the little fox's eyebrows, it seems to be alive, and in an instant, it disappears into it.
In the little fox's soul, that drop of blood was slowly drawing an ancient talisman into her demon spirit. At this time, she could interrupt it at any time, but in the end, she still didn't have the courage to resist, so she could only pity her.
Xixi, with tears streaming down her face, allowed that drop of blood to complete the final stroke in her demon spirit.
Seeing the two blurred figures of himself slowly emerging in the little fox's fiery red eyes, Yang Di knew that the blood talisman had been formed. He let go of the little fox's pink neck, and the latter had lost any threat to him.
In fact, the process just now made Yang Di feel very uncomfortable. The pitiful look of the little fox made him feel guilty. Even though he reminded himself repeatedly that he had done nothing wrong, he was still full of guilt.
It felt like one day when I was drunk and accidentally hit a passing girl on the corner of the street. After I sobered up, I found out that it was still in the original packaging. Damn, is it so heinous?
But other than that, Yang Di really has no better way. Planting blood symbols in demon spirits is the most direct, most effective, and simplest way to control monsters.
However, this method is usually not easy to succeed. Being simple and easy to learn means that it is easy to fail. In fact, even a monster that has just stepped into the threshold of cultivation will not be able to succeed as long as it resists. Even if it will
When the monster is subdued, more often than not, it is the result of both the jade and the stone. There are not many who are as timid and afraid of death as this little fox.
Some monks who are not weak in cultivation simply disdain such low-level tricks. They often have more powerful and domineering magical powers...
"Woo woo woo..." Over there, after Yang Di let go of his hand, the naked little fox seemed to have lost its backbone and collapsed on the ground, whimpering and sobbing softly, looking very sad and sad.
If an uninformed person were present and saw such a naked little beauty, the man next to her, that is, Comrade Yang Di, the most shameful title, would definitely have not escaped.
"Hey, hey, hey, why are you crying? You asked for this, okay?" Yang Di had black lines on his head and tried not to look at the plump figure of the little fox for fear of another nosebleed.
Although he was running the "Heart Condensing Curse" at the moment to stick to his heart, he was not Liu Xiahui who was still in love. No man could bear to see such bright and provocative scenes.
The ball is firm and flashing with a little luster, like a beauty taking a bath.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. I'm asking you why you want to harm us. You'd better tell the truth. There is a blood talisman in your demon spirit. Lying will not do you any good!" Gradually, Yang Di also became a little impatient.
Wuming became angry and asked in a cold voice.
At the last moment, although the little fox felt compassion, he still did not stop wanting to persecute him. From this perspective, the little fox was still a little bad, or at least his approach was very bad.
Bad, unworthy of sympathy.
Of course, if he hadn't seen that trace of innocence and sadness in the little fox's red eyes at that last moment, he would have killed the little fox now!
Even though Yang Di has a kind heart, he is not a holy mother. He will never show any mercy to anyone who dares to think of harming himself. For example, those guys that night were desperadoes who were not afraid of causing trouble to the village.
, no matter how many times he dies, he will not be moved...