"What a Wei Cheng, it turns out that he is the one who hides the most secretly!" Feng Xueyan's eyes flashed as she listened to the guard's report:
"No, he never intended to hide it, but we didn't understand him and regarded his truth-telling as arrogance."
"Then my little Yan'er has a crush on Wei Cheng?" The Blood Emperor appeared behind Feng Xueyan at some point.
Feng Xueyan was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and responded coyly: "Xueyan's life was given by her father, and of course her father will make the decision on her marriage."
"Okay, good boy. Father, I will help you choose an unparalleled consort." Feng Tianyi nodded with satisfaction, but also shook his head helplessly.
She is also his daughter. It would be great if Feng Xingying could be as sensible as Feng Xueyan.
It's a pity that he had to sacrifice such a sensible daughter to please Feng Xingying, because Feng Xingying was more useful than Feng Xueyan.
The road to the emperor must be so lonely.
At the same time, in an elegant courtyard in Scarlet Star City, Mu Qiusheng knelt down in front of an old man, lowering his head and saying nothing.
"Have you figured it out? Do you know why you lost?"
"Grandson, I don't know." Mu Qiusheng still lowered his head and replied unconfidently: "Maybe he has reached nine-star strength."
"Ignorance!" The old man was furious and reminded angrily: "Think carefully about the details of your battle. Don't let go of every detail, especially your intuition."
"Intuition?" Mu Qiusheng raised his head blankly, staring at the old man's face for a long time, and suddenly realized something:
"I remembered, it was speed! Wei Cheng was too fast at that time. He did not confront me head-on. Instead, he attacked the other seven people in our team as fast as he could! It was me in the end.
We are in the formation, and each of us thinks that the formation will be destroyed and everyone will die, but we ignore that we are eliminated in order. "
After Mu Qiusheng finished speaking, he looked up again. There was no one else in the room. He was the only one kneeling in front of a sandalwood table, talking to himself.
"What a Wei Cheng. You actually have such skills. I am becoming more and more interested in you."
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After Feng Xingying defeated Mu Qiusheng and others, he headed straight towards the Sea of Blood Souls without stopping any longer.
None of the top ten heroes were her match, so the rest naturally didn't dare to attack her. Even if she occupied one of the thirty-six places in the Sea of Blood Souls, no one would dare to say no.
And she, Feng Xingying, doesn't practice blood-related spells, nor does she need to hunt for other people's blood to increase her cultivation, so why should she do more killing
As for the remaining people, I'm afraid there will still be a fight. After all, the Sea of Blood Soul can only accommodate thirty-six people, and only the winner can enter.
Speaking of which, Feng Xingying was quite repulsive to the Blood Spirit Cult, which was on the edge of evil. Furthermore, he was equally repulsive to the blood soul field and the praised sea of blood souls.
It wasn't until he actually entered the Sea of Blood Souls that Feng Xingying's ideas changed slightly.
Because this sea of blood souls has no killing or blood at all, but an almost sacred purity - purified blood!
When entering the Sea of Blood Soul, Feng Xingying felt that all the irritability, all the depression, and all the negative emotions in his heart seemed to be being purified little by little.
It was as if her bloodline had been somewhat purified.
Blood is the source of human life and is a sacred thing. The mistake is that some people make something that was originally pure become more and more bloody.
In this sea of blood souls, Feng Xingying even felt a trace of the sacred aura of God's blood.