My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

He just regarded himself as his plaything and private property.

"Boy, you're here and you still want to leave?"

Feng Delin was shocked and angry. This man didn't take him seriously at all and was talking to Feng Susu on his own.

But from what Feng Susu said, this person doesn't seem to be very strong.

Sun Gongsheng's face was tense. He could feel the tremendous power in the hand that was holding his magic weapon.

Jiang He nodded and said without hesitation: "After the death (five) I will leave you with my wife."

A layer of golden color appeared on the skin of the palm.

Under the horrified gaze of Sun Gongsheng, he grabbed the silk thread and flew as fast as a meteor.

After rushing a few steps, the figure was almost impossible to see with the naked eye.

In an instant, the fist reached Sun Gongfeng's face.

Another watermelon cracked.

This scene seemed familiar, Jiang He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.

No wonder I always subconsciously liked to kill enemies this way, it really feels good.

He couldn't help but chuckle.

A long sword was silently pressed against his back, and another priest looked smug.

The sword blade pierced the flesh and blood flowed out.

Feng Susu's heart suddenly beat fast, and then the other seven beats stopped. She ran towards Jiang He with all her might:

"stop!"

But at this time, the worshipper felt something was wrong.

How come this sword can't penetrate?

Jiang He didn't even turn around, he flipped his hand and grasped the sword before the worshiper could react.

Jiang He instantly seized the long sword, and using the hilt as a tip, he infused his energy and blood into it and suddenly stabbed it towards his heart and lungs.

Even the protective magic weapon that the worshiper hastily offered up was shattered by this blow.

"what!!"

Feng Susu stopped in her tracks immediately, watching as the worshipper was smashed into pieces by the hilt of her sword.

Like fireworks exploding, blood-red rain fell on her golden hair.

"How can the hilt of a sword crack a cultivator who has reached the perfection of Qi training?"

Feng Dezhao and the other man were dumbfounded.

The last priest wanted to launch a sneak attack, but when he saw this scene, he turned around and ran away.

"Want to escape?"

Jiang He smiled slightly, grasped the sword and pretended to aim.

The priest leaped into the air, thinking he had escaped with his life.

A roar was heard breaking through the air.

"boom!"

The blood rain fell on Feng Susu's golden hair again, and she wiped the blood off her face in a daze.

I felt extremely nauseous and my whole body was covered with goose bumps.

She controlled her urge to vomit and hurried forward to hold Jiang He:

"After killing them, let's run away quickly. Master Feng Yan and his men will be back soon. They have two foundation-building cultivators."

Jiang He smiled and touched the blood on her blonde hair.

Good

He controlled it very well, and even at such a long distance, it was still able to splash onto her body.

"We? What do you mean we're running away?"

Feng Susu looked up foolishly when she heard that. A pair of red pupils were looking at her with unclear meaning.

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Chapter 123 Phoenix Clan (3)

The three great offerings turned into handfuls of blood in the blink of an eye.

No matter how sophisticated their magic skills are or how strong their magic weapons are.

She couldn't resist the physical strength of this man.

"Foundation Building Body Cultivator. You are a Foundation Building Body Cultivator!"

Feng Dezhao understood immediately, apart from those who have established a physical foundation, who else can achieve this level with just the physical body?

His good-for-nothing third brother had collapsed to the ground in fear.

The man was touching Feng Susu's golden hair intimately, spreading the blood evenly.

Before attacking the two of them, Feng Dezhao said:

"Senior, let's talk nicely. I come from the former Great Jin Dynasty. My grandfather is a foundation-building cultivator. At this moment, I am traveling with another foundation-building cultivator to swear brotherhood. If you like Su Su, I can make Su Su your slave."

"Oh? Susu, do you want to be my slave?"

Jiang He seemed to ask with some anticipation, which made the two princes look much more excited.

Feng Delin said anxiously:

"Don't worry, senior. Susu will definitely agree. Feng Susu, don't forget that the Feng Clan has treated you very well. If we die, grandfather will not let you go!"

ridiculous

Having humiliated her before, now he is forcing herself to be someone else's slave for their lives.

All of these were not important in Feng Susu's eyes, and she didn't care too much about them.

She was more concerned about what Jiang He had just said.

What does he mean?

Do you really want to treat me as a plaything?

The gentle and kind fatherly image he had shown before was just a ridiculous illusion.

Not only him, but even his biological father, who he thought was his spiritual pillar, might be just an illusion.

Feng Susu bit her lip and lowered her head so that her expression could not be seen clearly.

she knows.

This world is a world where the strong prey on the weak, but she still doesn't want to accept it.

"I don't want to! How can I kill a disgusting physical cultivator like you whenever I want? Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Feng Susu suddenly raised her head, slapped Jiang He's hand away, her eyes bloodshot, and gritted her teeth as she said:

"You are a scumbag and pervert who bullies his apprentice. Do you think I am afraid of death?"

"Feng Susu, how dare you! Apologize to the senior now!"

Feng Delin watched this scene in horror, fearing that he would anger Jiang He and kill everyone present at all costs.

This man has a murderous aura and it's obvious at first glance that he's not someone that can be easily dealt with.

His method of killing was extremely bloody, and he even enjoyed beating people to pieces.

"Susu, you have a bright future. You should be more determined now. How can you give up your bright future just because of a momentary preference?"

Feng Dezhao suppressed the fear in his heart and advised in a serious tone.

Also good

If we keep dragging this on, maybe my grandfather will come back soon.

However, the three corpse parts were still scattered at his feet, and no matter how Feng Dezhao tried to stay calm, he couldn't help but tremble in his legs.

I have done this kind of thing before, but now it has happened to me.

He knew fear.

These two bastards!

There was resentment in Feng Dezhao's eyes. How could he be frightened like this?

He smiled humbly again:

"Senior, my Phoenix Clan still has a secret vault, brought by our ancestors from the Zhuming Immortal Sect. If you're interested, you can wait for Grandfather to come back and discuss it. The Phoenix Clan is in dire need of masters like you, and Grandfather will surely be overjoyed to have you help us!"

"You two are cowards!"

Feng Susu looked at the two people's fearful expressions and said sarcastically.

She thought her two brothers were so perverted and cruel.

It turns out that he just bullies the weak and fears the strong.

just

When Feng Yan comes back, will he really share the treasure house with Jiang He?

From the attitudes of the two royal brothers towards Li Yong, we can know that Feng Yan is probably just using his old friend Li Yong.

What’s more, what about Master Bai Minxin whose origins are unknown?

But should she remind him?

Feng Susu struggled for a moment, then said resolutely:

"And you, do you really think Feng Yan will share the treasure house with you? If you don't want to die, kill us as soon as possible. Don't think that I will be your plaything!"

What.

Neither of them expected that Feng Susu, who appeared to be strong but was actually weak, was not afraid of death at all.

"it is good!"

Jiang He praised, and when the people present heard this, they thought that Jiang He was angry.

Then he saw him put his hand on Feng Susu's head again.

Feng Susu swallowed secretly.

Just like what he did to Sun Gongfeng, crush his own head?

It is of course a lie to say that you are not afraid of death.

Why would she want to die?

Jiang He looked at Feng Susu's little face. Her extremely fair and delicate face was now as pale as paper.

His eyes were tightly closed and he was trembling, completely lacking the proud look that showed he was not afraid of life or death before.

Play with this child's heart and watch her fear in his hands.

Jiang He took a deep breath and suppressed the desire to continue playing.

He stroked her golden hair and said softly:

"Susu, you are not only a good kid, but also a strong-willed kid."

Ok?

Feng Susu opened her eyes blankly, but saw that Jiang He's expression was no longer as cold as before.

On the contrary, she was very gentle, so gentle that it seemed as if she owed me something.

What tone and expression is this?