"My surname is Han! I, Jiang Haixiao, give you one last chance! I hand over the magical and demon soldiers, and I will let your girl go!" Jiang Haixiao saw that Han Feng didn't seem to care about Gao Xin and Gao Fei, turned his head to look at the two of them, and felt that the more you looked, the better you looked, the more you looked, the more you became. I couldn't understand why Han Feng, who was rumored to be affectionate and loyal, gave up his woman.

Jiang Haixiao never thought that Han Feng and Gao Xin and Gao Fei had nothing to do with each other, but just thought that Han Feng was playing a conspiracy with him.

Han Feng was too lazy to pay attention to Jiang Haixiao, stood in front of the huge rock, stared at the Blood-Drinking Sword and thought about it, recalling the scene in his mind that the Blood-Drinking Sword killed the Red-Eyed Green Bull and the Purple-Eyed Giant Ape.

In the crowd, three pairs of eyes stared at Han Feng's every move, from beginning to end, without saying a word or doing a single move. Just as Han Feng turned around and walked towards the Blood-Drinking Sword again, one of the big men finally spoke.

"Miss, isn't he the person you said just now outside the valley, who looks familiar? It turned out to be Han Feng!" The person who spoke was Dong Qinhu who was with Qin Ruojie at the time.

When he heard Dong Qinhu's tone, it seemed that Qin Ruojie and Han Feng in front of him were familiar with each other. A young man next to him frowned and turned his head to ask Qin Ruojie, "Why, you are quite familiar?"

"Are you jealous?" Qin Ruojie did not answer positively, but asked back.

"You know my personality, there is no need to provoke me!" The young man saw Qin Ruojie looking at him, and his jealousy disappeared first, and said with a kind look. The man was wearing a white Confucian shirt, with a jade-like face, and was majestic. He shook his right hand gently, looking like a floating dress, with a look of a paranormal figure. However, the pair of thieves' eyes scanned Qin Ruojie from time to time, only staying in front of his chest and between his legs, occasionally passing over Qin Ruojie's body, looking at Gao Xin and Gao Fei behind him.

"Haha, okay, don't be angry, Brother Yin!" Qin Ruojie looked at Yin Ze's appearance and felt bored, but due to the other party's identity and status, she had to force her to smile, "I just met a small character by chance."

Qin Ruojie was born into a noble family, unlike Sun Guangyuan's nouveau riche family. The Qin Ruojie family was a wealthy family a hundred years ago. It is often said that they would not be poor for three generations and wealth for three generations, but the Qin family was passed down by five or six generations. Not only did the family show no sign of decline, but instead were thriving.

In Qin Ruojie's eyes, only those who are of the same family background as hers are qualified to look at her. Therefore, even if Han Feng showed such strong abilities, Qin Ruojie would not attract any attention.

"Little character? Haha!"

Yin Ze didn't know how to describe the small character Qin Ruojie said, because he knew Qin Ruojie's personality and was not convenient to refute it. Yin Ze knew in his heart that if it weren't for his Yin family, he was also a prominent family and had business dealings with the Qin family, otherwise Qin Ruojie would not have spoken to him like this.

Little girl, don’t look down on me! One day, when I take you over, I will make you honestly be my woman! Then, let me experience what it means to be a noble lady under the bed, a slut on the bed! Yin Ze looked at Qin Ruojie’s body and thought to himself.

"Miss, do you think we should win over this person? I think this person is still useful to deal with the five major families."

"Look, let's talk about it!"

Qin Ruojie didn't know the truth. Like everyone else, they thought that one of Gao Xin or Gao Fei was Han Feng's girlfriend. I just saw Han Feng like a stranger, abandoning the other party and choosing a god and demon soldier. Qin Ruojie felt disgusted for no reason.

"Fight!"

After thinking about it, Han Feng finally made up his mind, closed his heart and leaned forward, and said to himself, grabbing the hilt of the Blood-Drinking Sword.

The bone-like hilt of the sword feels great when holding the hand. Han Feng feels that the hilt of the Blood-Drinking Sword seems to be designed according to his own hand shape. Of course, this may not exist. It can only be said that the original casting craftsman's magical technique makes the handle feel excellent. The cold feeling is transmitted to the body along the palm of the hand. The dry handle can effectively absorb the sweat caused by holding the sword for a long time.

"Dingdong, did player Han Feng perform a blood-dripping ceremony with the Blood-Drinking Sword?"

Unlike the powerful suction force imagined, the Blood-Drinking Sword had no feeling except the cool touch at the hilt of the sword, but instead the system prompt sounded in his mind, which scared Han Feng.

Originally, Han Feng thought that it was very likely that first of all, because the red-eyed blue cow and the purple-eyed giant ape did not recognize the master of the Blood-Drinking Sword, and secondly, because the wounds on his body were bleeding severely, which stimulated the spiritual Blood-Drinking Sword, so he sucked the two beasts clean. Of course, Han Feng didn't know what the reason was, and he was just a guess.

After a difficult decision, Han Feng decided to take a gamble and took it all.

In the end, Han Feng was right in the bet, and the Blood-Drinking Sword did not hurt him. Han Feng raised it up with force. Perhaps the Blood-Drinking Sword that had been inserted tightly just now was already loosened by the purple-eyed giant ape, but in the end it was not taken out because of excessive blood loss. In short, Han Feng, who wanted to use force, just lifted it up with a light lifting of the Blood-Drinking Sword.

The second god and demon soldier!

Within one day, Han Feng got two gods and demon soldiers at the same time. It is estimated that after leaving the valley this time, it will become a hot topic.

Everyone just stared at Han Feng's every move in a daze, without saying a word. Qin Ruojie, who was conceited in her life, turned red with anger at this time. Although millions were not a big deal for Qin Ruojie, Han Feng, who originally thought he was just a small character, always had a sacrificial appearance everywhere. The proud princess who was supposed to be the focus of everyone, valued that Han Feng had snatched the camera. How could Qin Ruojie not be angry?

The excited Han Feng even wanted to directly perform the ceremony of recognizing the master here with blood, but the general outline of the gods and demon soldiers of the heavens did not specifically explain the ceremony of recognizing the master with blood, so Han Feng finally held back. After all, if something went wrong in the middle, it would be a direct advantage for the bald donkeys of the God Guild.

Han Feng originally wanted to find the Blood-Drinking Sword behind him, but he didn't expect that there was a Thunder Sword blocking from the left and a Blood-Drinking Sword from the right and backward. In desperation, he had to hold the Blood-Drinking Sword in his left hand and look up at the members of the God Guild present.

"What are you doing when I'm blocking you? Wait for me to kill you?"
Chapter completed!