The Insane and Good-For-Nothing Madam

A few bear children went home to look for their father to cry, but because of the increasing power in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Dad made a few polite words with his severed son.

Feng Nianchu asked Fengze with "medicine", "My brother was bullied, why didn't he go home and file a complaint?"

Feng Ze shook his head, and forbeared: "If you were beaten outside, come back and tell your mother, your mother will definitely be even more angry and think I am useless."

Feng Nianchu pouted and looked at Feng Ze pitifully. Then, he patted his chest and said, "Tell me from now on, I will never be angry with my brother."

All the turning points were when Feng Zheng went out hunting that year.

Feng Ruchu was assassinated by an assassin and was poisoned. It was a coma for ten days before he woke up, but he was told that the poison entered his bloodline and wounded his spiritual roots.

Feng Ze was dissipated by the assassin in a panic, fell into a valley, and met the demons.

Those demons are all cultivating mountain spirits and monsters. When they see a child with a tender and white flesh, they are naturally overjoyed. They are discussing whether to peel them and eat them raw or roast them with wooden sticks.

Just when Feng Ze felt that he was bound to die, a red mist floated, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of mountain spirits and wild monsters were crushed to pieces, and their souls were scattered. They didn't even have a chance to escape and beg for mercy. Fengze's eyes turned into small particles of dust.

Hong Ying looked at him condescendingly, even if Feng Ze couldn't see his appearance, he instinctively felt his contempt for everything.

"Nanqiu Prime Minister's Mansion, two men and three women, are you such a waste?"

"Who, who are you?" Feng Ze asked tremblingly, afraid of his powerful and unfamiliar power.

"You don't deserve to know." The Demon Sovereign collected the crushed mountain spirits and monsters into the Soul Burning Cauldron, and countless skeletons clawed their teeth and claws frantically.

Feng Ze had never seen such an evil and arrogant power. Even if Feng Ruchu had the spiritual roots of cultivation against the sky, he only changed a few butterflies to play in front of him.

"Do you want it?" The Demon Emperor's voice was "confused": "Do you want this kind of power?"

auzw.com Fengze swallowed his saliva, nodded stupidly, eyes full of yearning.

"Acknowledge me as the master, and I will open up your spiritual vein." Demon Emperor said.

Hearing this, Feng Ze's eyes brightened; "Can you open up my spiritual veins and help me practice?"

In the entire Canglan Continent, apart from the Holy Venerable's Marrow Pill, I am afraid that no one has the ability to let the mortal life develop spiritual veins.

The Demon Emperor didn't say a word, just squinted at him.

Fengze didn’t know why he would choose to believe in the person in front of him. Perhaps he was too cruel and not valued by his father since he was a child, and he was often scolded by his mother. He suppressed too much resentment and grievance in his heart. It's like grabbing a straw.

Feng Ze knelt on the ground without hesitation, and recognized the Demon Emperor as the master.

The Demon Emperor gave him the ancient forbidden technique of the Demon Race.

This forbidden technique is to inhale the aura of others.

The ancient forbidden arts require many.

For example, after Fengze was channeled through his spiritual veins, he was of the Wood Element, so he could only consume the Wood Spiritualist.

For example, if you are younger than him, you will be able to integrate well and not be repelled.

For example: If someone who trusts himself extremely, he is defenseless against himself.

For example, blood relatives are best.

After the Demon Emperor taught him the ancient forbidden technique, he disappeared without a trace.

Feng Ze ran out of the valley, but not long afterward, he encountered Feng Nianchu who was also assassinated and was seriously injured and "fainted" by the stream.