Chapter 397: Unintentional fucking willow

Su Feilai knew what Yang Yifeng was referring to. He looked at the shield in his hand. This was the secret treasure given to him by his mother. It was not long before he got it, and he was exported by himself. If he didn't give it? Is it possible? He gave her ten courage and dared not violate the oath.

Sofia threw the shield to Yang Yifeng angrily, turned around and ran out of the duel arena. In order to protect her, she left all her servants outside, leaving only her and Gise. Now Sofia is the only one left to run out.

Yang Yifeng smiled happily with this medium-grade defensive artifact called the Demon Shield. The efforts of more than half a month have not been in vain. At least he has dug up this artifact-level shield.

Long Tian got out of the game and walked to Yang Yifeng with his head held high with a lookout for merit. Yang Yifeng did not give any extravagance to his praise, and patted Long Tian's head and praised: "Okay, very good, very well done, go, let's go back."

Long Tian became smaller and Yang Yifeng held it. Yang Yifeng was too lazy to go out and attract attention. He disappeared from the spot, appeared thousands of miles away, found a remote place, put down Long Tian and said, "Put out the Yuan Ling~~"

Long Tian was unhappy for a while. If the demon clan's Yuan Ling had digested and absorbed it, his magic power and soul cultivation would have to be further refined. However, he still vomited out aggrievedly and then lay down aside to rest.

The Yuanling found that he was free and was about to escape quickly, but unfortunately it was in the belly of Long Tian, ​​and the lamp was exhausted, and the Yuanling was almost about to dissipate. Although he had escaped now, it was no longer in its prime, and it was already very good to be able to fly.

Yang Yifeng effortlessly sucked the Yuanling into his hand. He used his magic power to seal its way and trapped it in his palm.

"Mr. Gith, can you tell me why you have a domain or what is your real identity?" Yang Yifeng asked, "Isn't the domain only the royal family? Isn't there only the records in the Demon Lord's Temple? This Gith should be a royal family? If not, where does his domain come from?

"……………….” The genus spirit of the genius was silent.

"Okay, you don't have to pretend to be stupid. You are just a little weak now. You are not dead. Yuan Ling can speak." Yang Yifeng reminded lazily.

"Hmph~~I said, will you let me go?" Gis snorted coldly with some confidence.

"Oh?? How could it be? Why didn't I let you go? You and I have no grudges or grudges, but just an opponent on the ring. After getting off the ring, you and I have nothing to do with you. Why did I not let you go?" Yang Yifeng asked strangely.

"Hmph~~ Although you tell the truth, I can reach this point and see countless people and things. The feeling you give me is terrible! Haha~~ It's really strange. I have killed countless people in my life, and I have been living in the world for many years. I have never been afraid of anyone. Even a master with more power and cultivation skills, there are people who die in my hands. And you are the first person to scare me!" Gis sighed unchangedly.

"What's scary about me?" Yang Yifeng continued to smile and asked.

"I am known as the God of Killing, so I naturally kill countless people. From the murder, you can see a person's general character, but you make me unable to see any character. But one thing is, I can be sure that you are a person who is more cruel and cold-blooded than me." Gis said calmly as if he was telling a small thing.

"Oh??? I will still sue you for slandering me." Yang Yifeng said in a daze.

I don’t know if Gis understood Yang Yifeng’s words and continued to speak: “Don’t deny it. Although Sofia is willful and willful, it is important to admit that she is indeed a likable girl. Even if she does something wrong, even I can’t have the intention to kill. However, you have the intention to kill. Don’t deny it. For a killer who is wandering on the edge of death, a person’s murderous intent cannot be hidden from him.”

"Indeed, I want to kill her. So what? Who told her to mess with me? I hate trouble, so I like to kill all the trouble in the cradle. No matter who it is, if you mess with me, I have to kill her!" Yang Yifeng's words were extremely dull.

The god of killing countless people, Gis, also spoke with some tremolo, and said: "You..." No adjective can be found.

"I, what's wrong with me? Haha~~~ I have always done things based on my personal preferences. What makes me feel uncomfortable is destruction!" Yang Yifeng said honestly.

"Speak the answer I want and I'll give you a pleasure, how about it?" Yang Yifeng continued.

"Hmph~~Do you think a god of killing will be afraid of death?" Gise replied coldly.

Yang Yifeng curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Do you think I don't know what you are thinking? You are thinking, as long as you don't say the answer I want, I will not kill you. If you kill you, you will never get the answer you want. So as long as you don't say it for a day, then you will be safe for one day, right? What a god of killing is not afraid of death, I'm mama, don't give me this set, you are a little tender!" He took out the wine pot and took a few sips, and continued, "Don't pretend to be here. Do you think you will be fine if you don't say it? I originally wanted to give you a happy thing, but you are just not considerate and punished for toasting and not drinking. It's really a shame!"

After saying that, he put away the wine pot, his right palm was claw-shaped, and moved the sword element, covered the spirit of Gis's Yuanling, and shouted softly: "The Great Technique of Soul Searching in the Netherworld."

The emotions of squeal, fear, pain, despair, regret, etc. can be felt from the cry of Gith's cry and begging for mercy. The imperial level cultivation is immortal. As long as the Yuan Ling is still there, it can be restored to the beginning. The gap is only the length of time. The higher the standing, the more ruthless the fall. The more the imperial level master is, the more afraid of death!

"Ah~~~~No..." Gith wailed like a madman, very miserable. But his voice changed from big to small, and gradually became dim.

The pain of searching the soul in the Netherworld is not comparable to physical pain. It is a kind of pain that comes from the depths of the soul, just like tearing and separating your soul into part. This kind of pain cannot be described in words.

After getting everything I wanted to know, he threw the remaining earth Yuanling to Long Tiandao: "Give it, just treat it as a dessert."

Long Tian caught it in one bite and swallowed it deliciously.

Yang Yifeng's face raised a happy smile. As the saying goes, he was unintentionally planting willows, Liu Chengyin. He was originally just because of a gambling fight, for a mid-grade defense shield, but unexpectedly he received such an unexpected gain. He felt that everything was like his own guess. This emperor-level master who came out for no reason was really mysterious. The god of killing thousands of years ago, so what have you been doing in the past ten thousand years?

"Longtian, let's go, we're back, there's a good show to watch... Hahaha~~~" Yang Yifeng patted Longtian and said happily.

Long Tian became smaller knowingly, jumped on Yang Yifeng's shoulder, rubbed Yang Yifeng's shoulder twice, put his four legs on it, lay on it, and asked, "Boss, what good show?"

"Of course it's someone else's good show. I just didn't expect that someone would be so bold and dare to take action in Liberty City. It seems that the rules of this Liberty City can only scare ordinary people, but they can make a generation of killing gods live here silently for nearly ten thousand years. I can really endure it. This endurance and calculation really make me admire it." Yang Yifeng said some inexplicable answers.

"..." Long Tian didn't understand and was speechless.

Yang Yifeng ignored Long Tian, ​​who didn't understand, cleaned up everything, moved back directly, appeared in a remote alley not far from the hotel, and then walked back a few times back to the hotel.

Back at the inn, Yang Yifeng summoned Qianhuan, looked at the Aegis shield, thought for a while, but gave up. Qianhuan is still the first stage of the low-grade artifact. At this time, even if it digests this medium-grade artifact, it will not be able to rise to the medium-grade artifact. It would be better to stay and find a few more pieces of garbage that are both low-grade artifacts to accumulate true power for Qianhuan and enrich the foundation. Then, use this Aegis shield as a guide and break through to become a medium-grade artifact in one fell swoop. That would be the best. Last time, because of ignorance, a piece of precious innate high-grade jade Ruyi was wasted, but Qian

Huan has only evolved into a low-grade artifact. Now that I think about it, it is a waste of Shi Ren. According to Jingtian, this artifact is extremely rare, and the lower-grade ones may be more common. The higher the grade, the more rare it is, the lower-grade artifacts are not easy to find or refine, let alone medium-grade and high-grade ones. Innate high-grade artifacts are even more rare and extinct. So Yang Yifeng made up his mind this time and must use them where he should be used. Saving is a virtue. After putting away the demon shield, he decided to find a bunch of artifacts with a lower-grade grade to feed Qianhuan.
Chapter completed!