Feng Xuzi was silent for a moment, his face tangled.

But seeing Ye Wudao waving the chicken feather in his hand, he suddenly panicked and spoke quickly.

"Since I work for the Immortal Tomb, once I sign a contract, there will naturally be a dark power to bless me. Although the time is short, I can defeat any enemy with one blow."

"Okay, yes, I'm very satisfied with the answer." Ye Wudao nodded and took back the feathers.

Afterwards, he smiled evilly and stared at Feng Xuzi's whole body.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Xuzi only felt that his heart was filled with uncertainty.

"Look at you, there are so many good things on your body, it's a pity not to give it to me."

Ye Wudao sneered and rushed up after saying this.

In Feng Xuzi's constant screams and begging for mercy, Ye Wudao grabbed him again and only had one pair of pants left.

Feng Xuzi wanted to cry without tears, and his face was full of despair.

"I want to go home, I want to go back to the sect, you devil!"

"Why don't you go home? It's not good to stay in the secret territory. You can hang it on the tree and see if there are good people who come to save you."

Ye Wudao smiled and put those useful things into the storage ring.

Not to mention, Feng Xuzi doesn't have many good things on his body now, but there are also many.

His senior sister is obviously a good old man, and can give a lot of good things to his own sect disciples.

Thinking of the blue crystal that he gave away as an apology before, Ye Wudao became greedy again.

"This is the real peerless genius. There are so many good things. It seems that there are a lot of good things in Antarctica. If there is a chance, he will suffer."

While thinking about it, Feng Xuzi's begging for mercy came into his ears.

"Grandpa Ye, I already call you Grandpa, just let me go!"

"I still have value, and I know a lot of things. I'll tell you, don't hang me on a tree. I was willing to tell you the secrets of the sect just now."

"The Underdark Swamp is so dangerous, I will die if I hang here, not every cultivator is my senior sister!"

His words made Ye Wudao interested.

"What use value, what do you know?"

Feng Xuzi said anxiously: "Actually, I can not only rob cultivators, but also do something else. In this dark swamp, not only cultivators can rob, but there are also magic marsh frogs."

"Devil... marsh frog?" Ye Wudao was stunned.

Why is this name so strange.

"That's right, it's the magic swamp frog. According to my sect's information, hunting the magic swamp frog can obtain the heavenly energy of the dark swamp. Although this qi is not easy to absorb and is prone to side effects, once absorbed, it can improve a lot of cultivation. Woolen cloth!"

"It's a bit tempting to hear you say that, but where are the frogs you're talking about, are those little frogs?"

Ye Wudao pointed to the frogs jumping on the swamp beside him, and looked at Feng Xuzi.

They stared at each other.

Feng Xuzi was furious.

It's really hard to communicate with this kind of turtle.

"Of course not, the magic marsh frog only appears in the middle of the night or in the red moon, and then it will be a hunting spree. You see that it is so quiet here, I am afraid it will be different then."

"Understood, I hope you didn't lie to me." Ye Wudao nodded.

Feng Xuzi almost couldn't help rolling his eyes, he really looked down on a cultivator like Ye Wudao who had no background and could not receive any information.

But it happened to be pinched, and he had nothing to do.

"Grandpa Ye, can you let me go then?" he asked cautiously.

Tied to a tree, it's really sure to die.

"You can let you go, but you have to promise me a condition."

Ye Wudao said bluntly.

"Ah?" Feng Xuzi's mouth twitched slightly.

This seems to be exactly the same as what Ye Wudao did before.

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person."

Hearing Ye Wudao's words, Feng Xuzi kept cursing in his heart, if Ye Wudao is not a bad person, then who can be? JrNovels.com