Feng Feiyun woke up from the hazy, sleepy eyes, the scene in front of him slowly became clear, the tip of his nose could smell the fragrance of the woman's body, and there was a bit of warmth between his fingers, which was placed in the jade belt of the woman's clothes cage. .
Actually not dead! This was the first thought that appeared in Feng Feiyun's mind, and then suddenly sat up.
The dim light shone on Feng Feiyun's sturdy and handsome chest, on his arms, on his waist, on his chest, there were well-proportioned muscles, and the streamlined shape was excellent. A solid feeling.
A faint fragrance spread to the tip of the nose, emanating from the body of the woman on the ground.
The blue gauze skirt on her body was torn into tatters, and the purple-blond hair band on her head was also torn off. The thick and long black hair fell on her delicate body, covering half of her slender neck.
The white underpants on her jade waist, which she was holding tightly, were also torn off and hung on her left calf.
Wanxiang Cen's arms like snow lotus root gently supported her body, her big watery eyes met Feng Feiyun's eyes, with their eyes facing each other, Wanxiang Cen looked like a frightened quail, and hurriedly lowered her head again. .
She felt that she was a little scared of Feng Feiyun, and she felt scared when she saw his eyes.
On her fair face, there was a bruised slap print, and there was a trace of blood left on the sandalwood mouth, which looked like a little daughter-in-law who had just been beaten.
Feng Feiyun rubbed his forehead, God! What kind of rude thing did he do to her, so that a wicked highness was so afraid of himself.
Feng Feiyun's thoughts began to return. First, the rotten blood of the King of Hell broke out in his body, and he took a bottle of "Turtle Fragrance", and then the blood of the demon in the depths of his blood was also stimulated, and then his sanity was destroyed. The madness of the blood of the demon was suppressed, and Wan Xiangcen was beaten violently, and she was also raped.
hiss!
Feng Feiyun hurriedly looked at his chest, the imprint of the King of Hell did not disappear, the rotten blood of the King of Hell was still in the body, and the blood of the demon in the bloodline emerged again, flowing in the body, of course, just woke up Just a trace of demon blood.
This trace of demon blood can no longer be suppressed as it was before, and it is subtly affecting Feng Feiyun's judgment, especially the need for women, and the desire is hitting Feng Feiyun's rational line of defense at any time.
When Feng Feiyun saw Wan Xiangcen sitting on the edge of the wall, he had an urge to rush to it. This feeling was too strong, it was like a hungry person, needing food; A thirsty man in the desert needs water; a dying man needs life.
It's an evil throbbing.
Feng Feiyun knew that this was not a good thing. If he didn't suppress this desire, sooner or later he would get lost in desire and become a lust demon who only knew how to seek out women.
This must have been influenced by the demon blood of the other half of the body.
The monsters are different from the beasts. Although the monsters and the beasts are of the same origin, the monsters can be transformed into humanoids. Some of them are naturally kinky, such as the monster dragon, monster fox, monster snake… There are also the Five Links and Five Saints in the demon clan, who are naturally fond of prostitution, and every other year of reincarnation, even some demon clan will hold meat sacrifices and prostitution sacrifices.
Demons and people are naturally different. For example, the older the demon, the stronger the power. But people are more and more evolved and become more and more powerful.
This also creates a "demon nature" that is more primitive than "human nature", and is more keen on lust, food, cruelty, and madness.
For those special monsters, it is very normal to have sex, and it has been the case since ancient times, but for humans, this is not a normal thing.
If Feng Feiyun fully awakens the blood of this horny demon, then the demon's thinking and the human's thinking will definitely attack each other, and in the end both will perish. Feng Feiyun, who has lost his thinking, is likely to become A monster with a human body.
And with the improvement of Feng Feiyun's cultivation base, the power of the demon blood in the body also becomes stronger and stronger. Then the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Don't... please, don't..."
Wan Xiangcen saw Feng Feiyun walking towards her, and hurriedly shrank Yubai's delicate body, trying to support her body with her arms, but a sore and numb force came from Liu's waist, and she was powerless. fell to the ground.
She felt terribly weak and didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Feng Feiyun stopped, squatted down, sniffed her cheek with his nose, and said with an intoxicated smile, "Haha! It's really fragrant."
Wan Xiangcen buried her head tightly, and she couldn't help trembling when she saw Feng Feiyun's smile.
Feng Feiyun took out a white robe from the world spirit stone and threw it to her, then turned around and walked out of the grass hut. He felt extra relief in his heart. Although the rotten blood of the King of Hell in his body had not been resolved, it had already disappeared. As painful as before.
On the top of the head is the blood-red Dao Transformation Tree, the trunk of which is more than 100 meters high, and the dismembered evil corpse of the King of Hell is hanging in the half center, with only a spine and a right leg, and the other parts are unknown. People snatch it away, or it has rotted in the long river of time.
Anyone who sees this broken corpse will feel palpitations and inexplicable fear, just like a mortal who has seen the corpse of a god.
"Howling!"
A gust of gloomy wind blew, originally hanging on the Huadao tree, the blood-red spine of the corpse of Hades fell down, giving Feng Feiyun the feeling that it was like a mountain range fell from the sky.
Feng Feiyun's body suddenly retreated, for fear of being stained with a trace, this level of things, if a little stained, will make him die to the point where there is no scum left.
However, Feng Feiyun found that his body could not move at all.
"boom!"
The backbone of the King of Hell fell directly on Feng Feiyun's back, as if a mountain suddenly pressed down on his back.
Feng Feiyun used all the strength of his whole body to hold this spine on his back, without being crushed by it.
Feng Feiyun's legs were trembling, the huge force on his back, and the icy aura almost crushed him to death, freezing him to death.
At this moment, the dark ascension platform in Feng Feiyun Dantian, the lines on it flowed out a little blood, with a strange power, actually pulling the backbone of the King of Hell on his back.
"Giggle!"
The King of Hell's spine squeezed into Feng Feiyun's body, squeezed out a blood smear on his back, squeezed directly into Feng Feiyun's flesh and blood, and sank under the skin.
The backbone of the King of Hell actually merged into the backbone of Feng Feiyun's back.
A majestic and terrifying evil qi emanated from the spine and rushed straight into Feng Feiyun's mind. Feng Feiyun quickly used the soul of the phoenix to suppress this evil qi and gathered it back into the spine.
Desire is the source of human nature, and even the forty senses and the phoenix soul cannot suppress it.
However, evil spirits can be suppressed. With the strength of Feng Feiyun's phoenix soul, there are very few evil spirits that cannot be suppressed.
Feng Feiyun regained the ability to act again, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the rotten blood of the King of Hell in his body actually flowed into the spine of the King of Hell, just like a hundred rivers accepting the sea, returning to the source.
The crisis of life and death has been lifted like this!
Although the backbone of the King of Hell is integrated into the body, this may not be a good thing, but at least it absorbs the rotten blood of the King of Hell in the body, making Feng Feiyun laugh happily.
"Haha! Although during this period of time, the rotten blood of the King of Hell has caused me to lose more than 200 years of lifespan, but the cultivator of the first level of destiny has a lifespan of 500 years. Every time I break through a small realm, my lifespan will increase by 50 years. If I lose my lifespan, I can completely cultivate back." Feng Feiyun was confident in himself.
"Congratulations, congratulations, Feng Feiyun, I really didn't see you wrong." The first-generation head of the Feng family had appeared beside Feng Feiyun at some point.
Feng Feiyun raised his brows and turned his head abruptly.
It is still the old man, but the aura on his body is completely different, majestic, domineering, fierce, with a terrifying evil power on his body, like an old demon.
The white hair on his head turned into jet black, flowing with the aura of death, more than ten meters long, floating in the air like sharp rapiers.
Feng Feiyun swallowed a small mouthful of saliva, and found that the hair on the head of the first generation of the Feng family's head was exactly the same as the hair he found in those coffins, and the breath was exactly the same.
A terrible thought popped up in Feng Feiyun's heart. Could it be that the corpses of the ancestors of the Feng family were all eaten by him
Thinking of this, Feng Feiyun's scalp tingles.
"Who the hell are you?" Feng Feiyun sacrificed the Thunder Fire Pearl, suspended in the palm of his hand, ready to take action at any time.
"Hey, little guy, put away your spiritual weapon! It's not easy for the Feng family to produce a genius like you. I don't want you to die in my hands." Evil pattern, with the breath of death in his mouth.
Feng Feiyun stared straight at him, and didn't mean to put away the Lei Huozhu.
Wan Xiangcen put on a white robe, wrapped around her delicate and fragrant body, moved her steps with difficulty, supported her weak and delicate body, walked to the door of the grass hut, and secretly stared at the two people outside.
The old man glanced at her slightly, and then a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. With a wave of his sleeve, a mighty cloud of death rolled up, "Let's go! Let's go home together."
The old man stepped on the cloud of death, wrapped Feng Feiyun and Wan Xiangcen, and rushed into the sky.