Chapter 664 Eat your flesh, drink your blood

  The light and shadow were distorted, and the two figures walked out of the stitched secret realm.

   King Kuroba has been released.

   But not all, only half.

  Because they were all birdmen and also had the bloodline of Golden Winged Dapeng, Lu Beiyu couldn't bear it, and used the difficult practice as an excuse to commute the sentence of King Black Feather, released the primordial spirit with one punch, and left an empty bird body.

"This king is too kind. It's not good. Renshan is ridden by others, and Niaoshan has no wife. In the future, he can't be merciful anymore." Lu Bei sighed. The problem of Xinshan has been rooted in his childhood since he was a child. I don't know. It's too late to change now.

   Xin Li Jun: "…"

   You clearly have been laughing.

   The sight is too disgusting, and it smells like wings, but she is not a wing after all, Lu Bei turned a blind eye, raised his hand and teased the bird on his shoulder.

  Black-winged golden-eye eagle.

   King Black Feather's Primordial Spirit left in a hurry, ah, it was gone in an instant, the house was empty and no one lived, Lu Bei injected a strand of his Primordial Spirit into it and made a clone like Zhiyuan.

   At this moment, the black-winged golden-eyed eagle turned into a bird with a wingspan of half a meter, squatting on Lu Bei's shoulder, the two birds interacted back and forth, and they had a lot of fun.

  Xin Li Jun sorted out the plan and asked: "Sect Master Lu, your monster body is very different from King Black Feather. You will participate in the Demon Exorcism Conference in three days, I'm afraid you will be..."

   "Don't call me Sect Master Lu, call me King."

  “…”

   "Shoot!"

  “…”

   "Tsk, there is no tacit understanding at all."

  Lu Bei pouted: "I will not reveal my identity. This king has already prepared well. Unless the food and drinks for guests on Tongxin Island are related to people, this king will not be exposed."

   In front of Jun Xinli, he switched his demon body to a bird face, becoming the height and body shape of King Black Feather, and then transformed into the bird face of King Black Feather with his phantom skills.

   Finally, the black pattern mask is attached, and three bird faces are stacked.

   "One real, one fake, and one mask can guarantee everything."

Lu Bei laughed heartily, imitating the voice of King Heiyu, and his eyes swept up and down to Jun Xinli: "Even if the old man of Fortune sees the clue, this king is also the ancestor of Heiyu, a monster through and through, and a foreign enemy who invaded the Dragon Palace. Not a group."

  Xin Li Jun subconsciously took a step back, the same cannibalizing eyes, the meaning in the eyes of Lu Bei and King Hei Yu was very different, and they did not learn at all.

   Say goodbye next time, unless you change to a little white face.

   is not good, the acting is not in place.

  Lu Bei frowned upon seeing this. As a powerful group from idols, he was convinced that he could play King Heiyu in a lifelike manner.

   His line of sight slipped to several dangerous places, his eyes were full of golden light and arrogance, and the words "eat" were written.

   still doesn't work. He is also greedy. He and the King of Black Feather are not the same, and he can't learn if he wants to.

   This question is beyond the outline!

   "There are still three days, so let's practice first."

   Several attempts ended in failure. Lu Bei had no choice but to withdraw his gaze and couldn't look at it any more.

   The two left the island and the cliff, searched and sensed with their divine sense, and went straight to the location of the bird's nest.

  Like many monsters, King Black Feather is a poor ghost. He usually either refines his blood, or goes to the nearby chain island to find other monsters to fight. As long as his spiritual pursuit is satisfied, he doesn't care much about material enjoyment.

  The cave house is built on the rocks, and the structural design highlights a bold and unrestrained character.

   What kind of master, what kind of younger brother.

  These little demons were wearing tattered armor, holding tetanus swords, weeds, and the stench of blood and excrement, which made Lu Bei too afraid to move.

   The Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who exploded Wu Zhou, was frightened by a few little demons and hesitated.

   "The king is back!"

   "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

   "Your Majesty has caught Aries again, so you can change your taste."

   "Such a delicate little girl's skin, you can squeeze out the water, the taste must be very fresh, the last few were too salty."

   King Black Feather, as a brutal and blood-loving monster, is not only related to his own bloodline, but also because of his cultivation.

   In his opinion, the spiritual qi transformation liquid in the body of a human race cultivator is a great tonic. Any one-year-old cultivator is equivalent to a panacea that can walk. It truly achieves both deliciousness and nutrition.

   Eat and drink enough and then refine the blood, it can be said to get twice the result with half the effort.

   This kind of monster usually ends up badly, either by being borrowed to make a name for itself, or turning into ashes under the catastrophe.

   King Black Feather knows this, but his evil thoughts are hard to change. The reason is quite simple. If you don't eat people in the Xiuxian world, people will eat you. There is no cultivation speed that can achieve twice the result with half the effort. Before the arrival of the calamity, his head was borrowed by the young warriors of the human race to make a name for himself.

   As now, with fists and power, in order to win him over, the yin and yang sects of the orthodox sect turned a blind eye to the matter of nourishing blood and food for him.

  The birds are gone, it is meaningless to say these, let’s get down to business.

   King Black Feather loves blood, and especially prefers human monks, and the little demons under him are no exception. Seeing Jun Xin Li, his eyes gleamed, and the horrified children flowed all over the place.

  Xin Li Jun glanced at Lu Bei coldly, got a random back of his head, and waved his hand to roll up the fire.

   A plume of ashes drifted away.

  The hot wind roared down, swept away the stench of blood in the cave, and a few fiery red orbs were embedded in the wall, illuminating the cave in bright red.

   "It's too red, let's change it to a dark one, we should be more gloomy when we are monsters." Lu Bei gave an order, turned and walked towards the basement.

   Prison.

   The stench was pungent and pitch black.

   Dozens of rusty iron chains fell down, poison ivy sucked blood, and seven or eight human monks were pierced by bone-penetrating nails, hanging in mid-air as if they were dead.

   There are men and women, their clothes were stripped clean, their hair was hanging down, their bodies were covered in blood, and they were sealed because of the mana in their bodies, and they were reduced to ingredients to be slaughtered by demons.

   In this case, being reborn from a severed limb is not a good thing.

  Lu Bei frowned, and he could see that King Black Feather was a picky eater. He didn't want any ugly ones. These unlucky monks washed off the stains on their faces.

   "It's a pity, I encountered this difficulty, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to advance the road of cultivation in the future."

  Lu Bei waved his sword energy, cut off the chains, and pulled out the through-bone nails under the gratified gaze of the men and women.

   These unlucky **** have been caught by King Black Feather for some time, ranging from two or three months to half a year, and they know the rules of the prison well.

The    bone nails were removed, which meant that King Kuroba was tired and sent them on their way for the last time.

   As far as the torture in the cave is concerned, death is definitely a relief.

   "Jie Jie Jie--"

  Lu Bei grinned heartily, and hid one hand behind his back, swept away the devilish thoughts in the deep soul of several monks: "Today I grabbed a top-quality ration, it's useless to keep it, this king is very merciful, do you have any last words?"

   Several people were silent, and some people cried.

  It is probably because the demons have been removed, and the desire to die quickly has faded, and the fear of King Black Feather has also weakened a lot.

   One of them said viciously: "The devil, you must die!"

   "Don't talk nonsense, this king is a demon, one bird does one thing, one bird does it, don't wrong the devil."

  Lu Bei pointed out the mistake, came to the man, looked down from above and said, "Nice last words, I hope you can still have such a hard mouth after you serve it?"

   In the darkness, a pair of golden eyes danced with arrogance.

   There are also two small groups squatting on their shoulders.

The man lowered his head and did not dare to look at each other, shivering on the spot, just when Lu Bei had no drama, the man borrowed courage from nowhere, raised his head again and said: "If there is an afterlife, I will eat your flesh and drink your meat. Blood."

   "Oh, you are brave!"

  Lu Bei squatted down, raised his hand and stroked his long, blood-stained hair: "Stinky boy, this king remembers your taste. It's not that I look down on you. Even if there is an afterlife, you are only worthy of being the king's food."

After   , the hearty laughter echoed through the prison.

   Cursing sounded everywhere, Lu Bei listened to his ears, and said with interest: "You guys are a little interesting, the blood food I just caught today is of good quality, and I'm in a good mood. I'll give you a chance to live."

   "Would you be so kind?"

   "What is the idea of ​​the monster, kill it if you want to kill it, and I don't care about your charity Gouquan."

Lu Bei turned a deaf ear, raised his claws and said: "Next year... no, today, ten years later, this king will be waiting for you here. At that time, there will be resentment, resentment, resentment, and whatever means will be used. The scandal is ahead, if Ten years later, your methods are still the same as today, and I didn't let this king find fun, so this king can only reluctantly and eat you again."

   "Demon, what do you mean?"

"It's fun!"

Lu Bei waved his sleeves and fanned the gust of wind, brought a few people to the island reef, looked at the embarrassed figure falling into the sea, raised his hand and teased the golden-eyed eagle on his shoulder: "Go away, remember to repay this king ten years later. , of course, it doesn't matter if you can't wait, this king doesn't lack a few pieces of your meat, maybe next year you will forget all about it."

  Some people are sad and angry, and some people are sad.

   But they all tacitly accumulated mana in their bodies, removed the through-bone nails, and after a while, they could go away in the air.

   Cowardly, at this moment, he was timid, sweating profusely, for fear that King Kuroba would change his mind.

  The daring, such as the boy who contradicted many times, stared at Lu Bei, trying to carve this face into his bone marrow.

Lu Bei raised his hand and released the black-winged golden-eyed eagle. The latter fluttered its wings, and its wings rolled into a strong wind, causing the waves to beat a few monks, only to beat them back again and again, staggering into the sky, and flying into the distance like a bereaved dog. go.

   "Just like this, live with resentment towards this king. Either become stronger and regain your dignity, or be cowardly. Ten years later, this king is looking forward to your choice."

   "Demon, I will definitely come back!"

   "Stop talking, let's go."

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie--"

  Lu Bei laughed loudly until the figures disappeared completely, then shrugged and stopped.

   "It's so boring, I misread you all, and you run so fast, no one is left to wait for the king to serve tea and pour water."

   A few steps away, Xinli Jun raised his brows and said with a half-smile, "Sect Master Lu likes to be a bad guy?"

   "Call me King!"

   (end of this chapter)