In a mountain forest in the wilderness, there was a rustling sound.

I saw a shirtless young man wearing trousers walking out of the woods.

This person is none other than Feng Tianzheng!

"Ordinary women are just ordinary women, and they have no meaning at all when sleeping.

It is also interesting to see an exorcist woman who has practiced soul power. She can also take yin and replenish yang after sleeping.

I don’t know how many women with pure souls there are in Zhongzhou, I really want to sleep with dozens of them and have a great time.”

Feng Tianzheng said as he set off to return to the previous farm shop.

In a clearing in the forest, a naked woman was lying.

Her expression was dull, her eyes were lifeless, and she lay there motionless.

On her forehead, there was a heart-attached charm.

This woman is none other than the daughter of the owner of the farm shop!

Feng Tianzheng went out to play for more than an hour, and it was already past one in the morning.

He thought that his grandpa had already gone to bed, but when he returned to the shop, he found that the lights in the shop were still on.

"Huh? Did the store owner find out that his daughter was missing so quickly? It's impossible, right?"

Feng Tianzheng was muttering softly.

But he was not worried. Anyway, even if his daughter was found missing, there would be no suspicion on his head.

The heart-possessing talisman is not an ordinary spiritual talisman. The person who is attached to it is like a puppet, at the mercy of others.

Walking to the door of the store, there was a sound of voices coming from inside.

"Tianzheng, come in quickly, we have a distinguished guest!"

Old Man Feng's deep voice came from the room.

Feng Tianzheng was stunned, and immediately opened the door and went in.

Looking up, I saw two more people in the room.

One of them was about the same age as his grandfather, sitting upright in front of the table. On his left wrist, there was a bracelet shaped like a coffin.

There was also a beautiful young woman sitting behind him, wearing a light cyan dress, matching her appearance as white as mutton fat, with eyes as bright as the moon.

It's so beautiful that you can't even open your eyes.

When Feng Tianzheng saw her for the first time, something that had softened suddenly became hard again.

However, this woman's eyes were very cold, and he could tell at a glance that she was an arrogant woman.

"Brother He, let me introduce to you. This is my useless grandson, Feng Tianzheng."

Old man Feng smiled at the visitor and said.

Immediately he looked at his grandson again and said:

"Tianzheng, this is Grandpa He who you don't know much about.

He is an expert in the coffin painting school. This time he will help President Xu deliver the Yin Yang Zi Mu Sword with us. Hurry up and call someone!"

"Hello Grandpa He!"

Feng Tianzheng hurriedly shouted politely.

Then he pointed to the young woman next to him and asked, "Master, who is she?"

Feng Tianzheng had been staring at this woman with his eyes since he came in. His eyeballs were almost sucked out. He wished he could sleep with her now.

"This is your grandpa He's precious granddaughter, He Yue'er.

She is an amazing talent. At only twenty years old, she has practiced the core Taoist techniques of the Coffin Painting Sect to perfection.

And the soul power is also extremely high, reaching 23,000."

Old Man Feng said with a smile.

However, his tone was full of envy and jealousy.

He is also a grandson, but his only grandson Feng Tianzheng only has the strength of the first-level Tianzun realm.

Moreover, this level of Tianzun realm can only be barely reached by relying on the Feng family's massive resources.

If Feng Tianzheng was not the only child of the Feng family, the Feng family would have ignored this waste long ago.

When he thought of this, Old Man Feng sighed in his heart.

"Hun, the soul power reaches 23,000?"

After hearing Grandpa's words, Feng Tian was suddenly softened by fright in a place that was hard.

Facing a second-level Tianzun Realm expert, he would not dare to peek at him with lustful eyes.

I can only indulge in lust in my mind and get over it.

"Grandpa, this man is full of evil thoughts. Can I kill him?"

At this time, He Yue'er suddenly said this.

Both the Feng family and the father were stunned.

Then they became alert.

After all, this girl's soul power is as high as 20,000. If she wants to attack, Old Man Feng is really afraid that he will not be able to save his grandson.

"Nonsense, this is a young master from an enchantment family, how could he have any evil intentions? Don't act recklessly!"

He Zudao shouted sharply.

"snort!"

He Yue'er snorted coldly and turned her head to the side.

That arrogant look made Old Man Feng's eyes twitch with anger.

"Brother Feng, don't be offended. My granddaughter has been spoiled by me since she was a child. I will teach her a lesson when I go back."

He Zudao apologized to Old Man Feng with a smile.

"No, no, my grandson is the same. He was spoiled since childhood."

When Old Man Feng saw someone coming down the steps, he immediately put away the embarrassment on his face.

"Okay, let's talk about business."

He Zudao glanced at Old Man Feng and said:

"This time we are escorting the Yin-Yang Son-Mother Sword. My coffin-painting faction will be responsible for taking the yin path, and your barrier faction will take the yang path. How about each of them performing their duties?"

Old Man Feng nodded and said:

"Yes, although my Feng Family's barrier is strong, there are still loopholes in the Yin Road.

If I have your coffin-painting group to help me, I think we can easily deliver the sword to Xizhou."

"correct."

He Zudao suddenly asked again:

"I wonder what your reward is for escorting the sword? Can you tell me?"

"It's nothing. It's just a promise to double the number of enchantment talismans purchased from our Feng family every year."

Old Man Feng replied calmly.

"That's not bad."

"What about you, what kind of reward do you want?" Old Man Feng asked.

"The Ring of Heroic Spirits." He Zudao replied.

"Heroic Spirit Ring?"

Old Man Feng was a little confused, "Brother He, do you guys also want to participate in the War of Heroes?"

The strength of the Jiejie Feng family is actually not weaker than that of the first-tier families in Dongzhou.

But they had no idea of ​​participating in the War of Heroes.

Because their family can see very clearly that there are many geniuses in Dongzhou, and there are even more hidden families in the exorcism world.

In the end, only the children of extremely powerful families or sects can win the battle of heroes.

So, since they have no hope of winning, they might as well give up.

To avoid becoming a victim of the war between heroes after passing by.

"The War of Heroes is a grand event that happens once in a thousand years.

Of course, my He family also wants to participate. If God favors me and my He family wins the Book of Heaven, it is possible."

He Zudao smiled and said pointedly.

"Haha, although you and I are good friends, I still feel that even if you participated in the Heroic Spirit War, you wouldn't be able to win.

I have a rumor that the winner of this world's heroic battle has already been lined up.

Not to mention how powerful a genius of Shangguan Wuchang's level is, just a Taoist disciple from the Great Desolate World is enough to crush everything.

And I heard from others that now there is another person who is more terrifying than Daozi Honghuang.

His name is the Ghost-catching Dragon King, he has eight true gods and true gods, and he has never been defeated so far.

Do you think, even if God favors your He family, when the time comes to face the eight heroic spirits of the Ghost Hunting Dragon King, do you really have a chance to win?"

Old Man Feng said aloud.
Chapter completed!