"Ye Feng, actually, we just want to …"
Zhao Shucheng gritted his teeth with great difficulty and finally said, "Tonight, I will also follow you guys."
For a long time, there was silence.
The expression on Ye Feng's face instantly became incomparably wonderful.
"Follow us. Zhao Shucheng, do you know what you're talking about? Or do you still remember the bet you made with me before? "
Zhao Shucheng's expression froze. He thought back to the moment when he spoke such nonsense to Ye Feng in front of the Gate of Heaven. His expression immediately became extremely ugly, as if he was dead.
"This …"
If it was a long time ago, then so be it. However, this was clearly a bet that had just happened yesterday.
To be honest, he really didn't want to beg Ye Feng.
However, other than him, Ye Feng, none of the other true disciples had such an unorthodox ability to set up the Demon Subduing Formation.
And last night, Zhao Shucheng's face must have been remembered by the ghost servant's master. Without anyone to protect him, if he was alone, he would probably be in trouble in the next six days.
"Of course I remember that bet. I will give you all the points according to the bet, and no matter what, I will never seek revenge from you. "Seeing that Ye Feng did not answer, he pursed his lips and added.
"Not enough."
"What?" Zhao Shucheng's old face froze.
Ye Feng smiled and shook his head, "You lost the bet and gave me the points. This is a logical thing to do, and not a bargaining chip for you to seek refuge with. If you want to follow us, that's fine. However, you can't disobey a single one of the things I want you to do. This is the condition for you to follow me. "
Hearing the word "sure", Zhao Shucheng's mood had just improved a little. However, Ye Feng's next words caused his mood to sink to the bottom.
"What? I can't disobey. Then if you tell me to die, do I have to listen to you? "Zhao Shucheng came back to his senses and couldn't help but curse.
"Of course not. I can write down the specific rules on the blood contract. I will naturally exclude some unreasonable requests. This can only be regarded as a way for us to restrain each other's behavior. "
Ye Zifeng smiled and continued, "So, under the blood contract, you have to listen to me. I'll protect your life. Isn't this simple equivalent exchange contract good?"
Several complicated expressions flashed across Zhao Shu Cheng's face. He wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he still nodded.
"Alright, as long as you can live and promise not to steal my treasures, I can accept it."
"It seems like my reputation for stealing treasures has spread far and wide." Ye Feng sighed.
Zhao Shucheng's eyes suddenly widened, and he almost blurted out, "Nonsense, is there a need to spread it? Didn't I experience it myself last night? "
"Really?"
Ye Feng's words almost caused Zhao Shucheng to go berserk on the spot.
One had to know … That was the Ice Emperor Sword that had been passed down from his ancestors. It fell into Ye Feng's hands just like that.
"Alright, I understand what Zhao Shucheng means. What about you guys …"
Ye Zifeng's eyes lit up and looked at the two lackeys behind Zhao Shucheng.
"If Brother Zhao says we can accept it, then we have no problem."
"Straightforward."
Since they had already agreed, the three of them signed the blood contract. It was only a matter of time. After all, Ye Feng was already an expert in this aspect. His movements were so fast that the three people in front of him were stunned.
Ye Feng rolled up one of the blood contracts. He smiled in satisfaction and threw it into the magic crystal ring.
"Very good. Now, listen up. In order to make it impossible for the ghost servants to hide, I want you to follow my instructions. "Tear down all the eaves and beams in this dead town."
"…" What? " "What?"
… ….
Since the blood contract had been made, Zhao Shucheng and the others could only follow Ye Feng's plan and continuously tear down the eaves and beams of the dead town.
After all, this work was a bit bitter, but it couldn't be considered excessive. No matter what, it was still within the scope of the blood contract.
"Bang, bang, bang."
Another large piece of the roof was lifted by Zhao Shucheng.
High up in the sky, tiles and stones flew everywhere.
Zhao Shucheng was so tired that he sat on the ground, covering his nose with one hand. A moment later, he choked on the dust that rose up, so he stood up and sat even further away.
His back was already drenched in sweat.
As for the other two, as Zhao Shucheng's lackeys, they were naturally not much better off.
"Ye Feng, you brat, you forced me, Zhao Shucheng, to this extent. Just you wait." He kept cursing.
From his point of view, only a bastard like Ye Feng could come up with such an idea to carry out a large-scale demolition in a foreign world.
"No, Brother Zhao, didn't you say that you can't take revenge on him in your eternal life? Don't be impulsive and ruin your own future. "Liang Mu was startled when he heard this and couldn't help but remind him.
Zhao Shucheng glared at him snappily, "Fourth Bro, you have to know that I can ask my father about blood oaths and blood contracts. I can ask him to go to the Spirit Martial Sect and think of a way to get rid of them for me."
"But, the Spirit Martial Sect …" Liang Mu laughed bitterly.
"Alright, alright, I won't talk about the Spirit Martial Sect anymore. Could it be that I can't even complain now? "Zhao Shucheng let out a heavy sigh, his entire body feeling weak.
Even he knew in his heart that it would be extremely difficult to ask the Spirit Martial Sect for help.
"Brother Zhao, you can complain, but how much effort does that take? According to Ye Feng's instructions, we have only torn down a small portion. There is still a large portion waiting for us. " Bai Ting's head was covered in sweat as he stood up again. He rubbed his fists and prepared to continue.
"Old Bai, don't just focus on selling your labor. If you have the time, use your brain to think. Although Ye Feng's method seemed very obvious, he wanted to use the fact that these ghost servants could not see the light of day to demolish the roof and indirectly kill them. But the problem is, without three days of work, these houses can't be completely demolished. "
"This …" The other two also began to think about this problem, and their brows furrowed deeply.
If they couldn't kill all the ghost servants during the day, then tonight, even if the number of ghost servants was reduced by a third, the result wouldn't be much different.
Zhao Shucheng smiled helplessly and shook his head, "I don't care anymore. The ground is so dusty that I can't even breathe. I'll go to the eaves and rest for a while."
As the sound of his voice faded, he didn't say anything else. He immediately leaped up and flew to the top of the house. He glanced around, intentionally or unintentionally.
It was fine if he didn't look, but when he did, he was stunned on the spot.
"Oh my god …"
His eyes suddenly widened as if they were about to pop out of his sockets. He then looked around and headed towards the top, wanting to confirm his previous thoughts.
"Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you?"
"Don't ask. Come up yourself and see for yourself."
Liang Mu and Bai Ting looked at each other. There was a trace of doubt in their eyes. They immediately followed Zhao Shucheng's words and jumped up together, scanning the area below.
As a result, their expressions seemed to be exactly the same as Zhao Shucheng's.
"This …"
It turned out that according to Ye Feng's instructions, the houses they had just demolished weren't randomly demolished. They were actually like a formation that stretched all the way.
If one were to carefully observe and size it up, there seemed to be a certain pattern to it.
"Ye Feng, what is he trying to do? Could it be that destroying the roofs of these houses isn't as simple as we think? "
Zhao Shucheng frowned as he pondered. He raised his head and looked into the distance.
… ….
In the dark cave, a bone-chilling aura filled the air.
"How dare they! They actually dared to tear down the roofs of this damn town in the morning!"
The purple-clothed woman was too excited. The small wine cup in her hand was crushed by her. Her pretty face was filled with monstrous anger.
"Lord Han Yue, please calm your anger. Do you want me to hide somewhere and obstruct them from afar while waiting for an opportunity to kill them?"
A young man knelt on the ground and asked respectfully without raising his head.
"About this …" No need. I don't care if some low level ghost servants die, but if something happens to you, a high level ghost servant, then who will accompany me to relieve my boredom? "
The anger on Han Yue's face faded a little as she turned around and said with a smile.
"With Lord Han Yue's great kindness, Zhou Feng will definitely sacrifice his life for you until his death."
"Sigh, you're a good person, but you're too boring. You can talk about anything to the point of sacrificing your life. If you continue to be like this, do you believe that I won't change to a high level ghost servant? "
Han Yue shook her head helplessly. She had been showing her loyalty to him all the time, and she was gradually getting annoyed.
Zhou Feng was startled when he heard this. His originally pale face instantly became even paler.
"Lord Han Yue …"
If he couldn't become a high level ghost servant, wouldn't that mean that he would become a low level ghost servant with no consciousness and only instincts?
This was an outcome that he absolutely did not want to see and had been trying his best to avoid. If that wasn't the case, why would he bother flattering her? He had completely lost the self-esteem that a man should have.
"Alright, I was just joking with you. You took it seriously. How could there be a ghost servant more outstanding than you? I haven't seen one yet …" "Wait a minute …"
"What's wrong, Lord Han Yue?" Zhou Feng's expression turned cold as he looked at the other party, not knowing what to do.
There was a smile in Han Yue's beautiful eyes. Suddenly, her expression froze on the spot as the figure of a person appeared in her mind.
The group of corpses danced chaotically, and the ghosts walked in the night.
That existence that set up the undulating demonic formation with one hand and killed ghost servants everywhere like a god of death had left a deep impression on her.
"Ye Feng, tonight, I see that you don't have the Silver Heart Powder anymore. What qualifications do you have to contend against me? As for the position of a high level ghost servant, it seems like I can consider you …"
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