Qin Mufeng followed cautiously, restraining the black mist and revealing his true appearance.
There are three forks in the cave, and the jade girl communicates and asks the young man to stay.
Qin Mufeng agreed and followed Jade Girl into the cave on the left, zigzagging for dozens of meters.
He smelled the smell of blood, and searched ahead with his spiritual mind. What he saw made his face change slightly, and he walked another ten meters and entered the suddenly open abdominal cavity.
Inside the abdominal cavity, there is a bloody and terrifying array, with many naked men hanging upside down, like meat being slaughtered head by head.
The men were holding their hands behind their backs, some were struggling and shaking, and some were lifeless.
Under each man's head, a bronze Bagua mirror is placed.
Qin Mufeng swept away with his spiritual thoughts, thirty-six foundation-building monks, and a woman in the center of the array.
The jade girl walked into the "meat forest" without stopping.
Qin Mufeng followed up and walked to the center of the array.
"Miaoyu, why did you bring a strange monk?" a female voice asked.
"Little Master Mingxia, this gentleman is here to see Little Master Luo Yi." Jade Girl replied softly.
Qin Mufeng saw a fair-skinned jade girl with a beautiful face, kneeling on a huge Bagua bronze mirror, looking at her with a beautiful and solemn face.
Buzz! Thirty-seven Bagua bronze mirrors were activated, and thirty-seven pale golden light pillars rose up, like sharp lightsabers, piercing through thirty-six hanging men.
Ah! Ah!......
Thirty-six men let out pitiful howls, and their blood surged and fell to the bronze mirror below their heads. The rising pale golden light pillar turned strangely golden red.
The girl in the huge Bagua bronze mirror is surrounded by the rising golden and red light beam, her hair is flying and her beautiful eyes are blood-red.
Qin Mufeng endured the invisible squeeze, and he took it indifferently with an expressionless face.
"I'm practicing, you can go." The girl with the bronze mirror responded.
The jade girl nodded and walked away.
Qin Mufeng followed him step by step and entered the cave again. Hearing the howling in front, he entered another cave about thirty meters away.
In the belly cave, there was a bloody and terrifying array, with thirty-six foundation-building monks hanging upside down, fighting for their lives in the golden-red light pillar.
Qin Mufeng caught a glimpse of Lin Luoyi, naked and kneeling on a huge bronze mirror. A pair of bloody eyes flashed strangely, and a Dawson white sword light danced on his fat skin.
The jade girl walked to the center, knelt down with her buttocks raised, and whispered: "Little master, the slave is here."
Lin Luoyi looked at Qin Mufeng with bloody eyes, and was stunned for two breaths, then suddenly raised her arms and crossed her chest.
"Why are you here?" Lin Luoyi asked in an embarrassed tone.
"I heard that Senior Sister has been captured, I'm here to pick her up." Qin Mufeng replied gently.
Lin Luoyi turned back and lowered her eyebrows, remaining silent.
Qin Mufeng stood silently. After a while, the prostrate jade girl whispered: "Little master, I want to receive a guest."
Lin Luoyi's beauty fluctuated, hesitating, and whispered: "Junior brother, hug my sister."
Qin Mufeng turned around and stepped forward without hesitation, bent down and picked up the prostrate jade girl, and held her in his arms.
The jade girl's lotus-rooted arms hooked around Qin Mufeng's neck, her smiling waist twisted and rubbed together, and her jade feet kicked like a naughty girl.
Qin Mufeng smiled, closed his arms and lowered his head to kiss the beautiful girl on her lips.
Hmm! The beautiful girl tightened her lotus-rooted arms and made love together.
After a while, Qin Mufeng raised his head and looked at Lin Luoyi.
"You want an explanation?" Lin Luoyi whispered.
"Senior sister, you don't have to explain." Qin Mufeng said gently.
Lin Luoyi whispered: "I had a sword duel with Master Songshan and was seriously injured. I was captured and met my relatives. I received blood repair to heal my wounds, and was even promoted to the golden elixir."
Qin Mufeng nodded and asked, "Senior sister, don't you need me to pick you up?"
"Unless you are the ancestor of Nascent Soul, you can't leave." Lin Luoyi whispered desperately.
Qin Mufeng was surprised and asked: "There is Lord Blood Ancestor here?"
"The peak of the Blood King, the existence that rivals the Nascent Soul." Lin Luoyi answered.
Qin Mufeng silently calculated. With the help of the beauty snake and other means, the probability of Tan Snake Mirage escaping was high.
Lin Luoyi whispered: "You will not cause trouble for the time being. Lord Blood King promised to release you. I have been promoted to Jindan recently. If you succeed, you can leave."
Qin Mufeng asked: "Senior sister, what is the success rate of being promoted to the golden elixir through blood cultivation?"
Lin Luoyi was silent, and the beautiful girl in her arms whispered: "The difficulty of blood cultivator's thunder calamity is three times greater than that of regular cultivator."
Qin Mufeng expected it and whispered: "Nine-death escape."
Lin Luoyi whispered: "You're so stupid that you have to come here."
Qin Mufeng said gently: "I feel that I can take senior sister away."
Lin Luoyi remained silent while Qin Mufeng looked calmly and waited.
Suddenly, Lin Luoyi raised her lotus-rooted arms, proudly raised her two white curves that flashed with sword light, and held her flowing hair with her jade hands.
"Miaoyu, wait for the distinguished guests to rest." Lin Luoyi said softly.
Miaoyu smiled and said: "Dear guest, please put down your slave and go."
Qin Mufeng put it down gently, and Miaoyu swayed her hips seductively and walked away.
"Senior sister's promotion golden elixir, is it the need of Lord Blood King?" Qin Mufeng asked with a step forward.
"Assist Lord Blood King to be promoted to Nascent Soul, you go ahead." Lin Luoyi replied.
Qin Mufeng followed Miaoyu, left the terrifying belly cave, walked for a while through the cave, and arrived at a stone cave, where there was a brocade couch, tables and chairs.
"The slave's residence." Miaoyu said softly.
Qin Mufeng stopped and glanced and nodded. Miaoyu turned around and approached, raising her jade hands to take off his clothes.
"I don't want to." Qin Mufeng raised his hand and refused bluntly.
"The slave has to obey the wishes of the little master even if he dislikes it." Miaoyu said softly.
"What you mean is to enjoy yourself in time." Qin Mufeng said with a smile.
Miaoyu nodded and said softly: "The young master and the slave will practice together to advance to the golden elixir. They will live and die together. It's all settled."
Qin Mufeng was surprised and thought for a moment to put down his hand. He should act casually.
The clouds and rain in Wushan Mountain fill the dark cave with spring light, and we have a great time, cuddling together.
"Is your lord really a descendant of the deposed prince?" Miaoyu asked gently.
"It's fake. I didn't know I was from the Yunsheng Imperial Clan until I awakened my bloodline." Qin Mufeng responded.
Miaoyu said softly: "When you awaken your bloodline, you can be registered as a direct descendant of the Yunsheng Imperial Clan and gain great opportunities for cultivation."
"How could you and your senior sister be separated?" Qin Mufeng changed the subject.
Miaoyu replied: "Unfortunately for the slave, the family was massacred, and the slave and the young master were captured and sold. When the young master was three years old, a golden elixir monk bought him because of his high-grade immortal root.
The slave becomes a goblin, the male protagonist's tonic treasure, and the female protagonist's intercourse slave.
Later, Lord Blood King killed the male protagonist, the slave changed his master, and the blood cultivator was promoted to foundation building."
Qin Mufeng patted the beauty's jade back with his right hand to express his sympathy.
Miaoyu asked gently: "Sir, the secret of blood cultivation?"
"The secret of ghost cultivation." Qin Mufeng responded.
"Your Majesty's ghost cultivator is so mysterious and mysterious. Which ghost gate does it come from?" Miaoyu asked gently.
"My ghost cultivation method is inherited from outside monks." Qin Mufeng responded.
"I've heard of outside monks, but there aren't any strong ones." Miaoyu said softly.
"Have you ever seen outside monks?" Qin Mufeng asked.
"I haven't seen it. Outside monks don't see it very often. It's hard to identify its origins." Miaoyu replied.
"I want to find foreign monks." Qin Mufeng said.
"If you can't find them, either kill them or enslave them. We can't practice their skills." Miaoyu said softly.
"Can't fix it?" Qin Mufeng was puzzled.
"The way of heaven will not allow it. We can only survive by building a foundation. The way of heaven will sense the foundation. There will be no thunder and disaster." Miaoyu said softly.
"Blood cultivation is not allowed by heaven." Qin Mufeng said.
Miaoyu explained: "The way of heaven does not allow for blood cultivation, but the plundering of blood cultivation is quick. The way of heaven intensifies the test of thunder tribulation. If you practice foreign skills, the thunder tribulation will kill you."
Qin Mufeng nodded in understanding, caressing his soft jade body with his right hand, sliding down to round his buttocks and tighten his thighs.
Mmm! Miaoyu hummed, her body twisted, and her slender hands touched Qin Mucheng.
Qin Mufeng hunts in a majestic manner, rising up to pounce, taking whatever he wants...
With the clouds and rain in Wushan and the second spring breeze, Qin Mufeng fell asleep alone in contentment.
Miaoyu looked at Qin Mufeng who was really heartbroken, got up and left the bed, returning to Lin Luoyi's belly cave where she practiced.
Lin Luoyi was still cultivating with blood, brutally devouring thirty-six foundation-building monks.
Miaoyu knelt down and whispered: "My dear master, your distinguished guest is satisfied."
Lin Luoyi nodded and whispered: "Tell me, why doesn't he feel disgusted with me as a blood cultivator?"
Miaoyu whispered: "The distinguished guest is a ghost cultivator, the same evil spirit."
"Is he a ghost cultivator?" Lin Luoyi was shocked.
"My young master doesn't know much about your distinguished guests," Miaoyu said softly.
Lin Luoyi was silent.
After a while, Miaoyu whispered: "Little master, the slave's rules."
Lin Luoyi whispered: "Miaoyu, serve the distinguished guests."
"My little master, I am a slave that cannot be harvested." Miaoyu whispered aggrievedly.
"Go ahead." Lin Luoyi whispered.
"A slave lives under the rules and cannot disobey them." Miaoyu whispered.
Lin Luoyi raised her right hand, and a phantom whip flew away, hitting Miaoyu's round buttocks.
Ouch! Miaoyu screamed and shouted: "Little master, I'm here to receive the guest."
"Go." Lin Luoyi whispered.
Miaoyu stood up, lowered her eyebrows and turned around, swaying her hips and leaving.
Lin Luoyi looked at her with bloody eyes. This sister whom she met unexpectedly had experienced desolation and suffering in life and developed a despicable character.
Under the begging of her sister, she agreed to blood cultivation, agreed to become the little master, and shouldered the responsibility of revenge.
Lin Luoyifang has a conflicted and painful heart. She has been a disciple of the righteous sect since she was a child, and she hates evil and hates evil.
She became a demon against her will and betrayed her master.
Lin Luoyi turned her head and looked at it, concentrating on blood cultivating and devouring it.
She felt much better because she heard about Qin Mu Feng Guixiu.
...
Qin Mufeng woke up and felt that nothing had happened. He communicated clearly and said that he did not do anything.
He opened his eyes, stretched out his left hand, and touched the nephrite thigh sitting cross-legged.
"The distinguished guest is awake," Miaoyu said gently, leaning forward and snuggling up to Qin Mucheng.
Qin Mufeng hugged her with his left arm, rubbing his soft jade body lovingly with his palm.
"I have a ghost cultivator guarding me. How long will it take for Senior Sister to be promoted to Golden Elixir?" Qin Mufeng answered the question.
"Five days." Miaoyu answered.
Qin Mufeng remained silent.
After a while, Miaoyu said again: "The young master has ordered the slaves to serve the distinguished guests."
Qin Mufeng responded: "I don't want to now."
Miaoyu's slender left hand caressed Qin Mufeng's chest and whispered softly: "Slave to a top-grade fairy, practice the wedding dress technique. The male protagonist bought one hundred thousand spiritual stones and gave them to the female protagonist to keep and collect regularly.
One of the mistress's brothers came to beg for help after hearing the news. The mistress secretly ordered the slave to disobey and whipped the slave to tame him..."
Qin Mufeng listened silently to Miaoyu's chatter, occasionally patting the beauty gently.
"Sir, slave Foundation Builder Fairy, if it were auctioned, how many spiritual stones would you be willing to bid for?" Miaoyu asked gently.
"The big man talks about duplicity and is a slave to useless flowers. He is not worth three hundred thousand spiritual stones." Miaoyu whispered resentfully.
Qin Mufeng rolled over and hugged her, showing that he did not dislike Miaoyu...