"This hatred, this hatred, in this life, this life, the blue sky and the yellow spring... will never be resolved!"

The woman in white took a deep breath and said in a low voice.

Feng Yin forced himself to hold back the feeling of shrinking.

He could feel the overwhelming hatred and malice between these whispered words.

If you think about it, you will understand that the originally happy family of three, living a peaceful and peaceful life, suddenly changed, and they were forced to live in ruins, with their wives and children separated. Who could bear this feeling?

"Excuse me, may I ask why Madam came to see me? My cultivation is shallow. Even if I keep my promise, if I fail to do so, it will inevitably lead to regrets!"

"And this kind of consequences is not only unbearable for you, madam, but also unbearable for me."

This is what Feng Yin cannot understand the most.

“Our seven-orificed civets’ innate ability is to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.”

The woman in white said: "Within a radius of three thousand miles, only here, sir, is there a hint of destiny, which makes me feel safe and able to protect my child..."

The woman in white hesitated for a moment, as if there were some words she didn't say, and just said: "Please, sir, agree to my request."

Her face was pale, almost bloodless.

Before, they were a little far apart, and it felt like their skin was better than the snow. Now that they were closer, Feng Yin could vaguely feel that this woman who claimed to be a member of the demon civet clan had obviously been seriously injured.

But this statement is nonsense.

Innate ability to seek good luck and avoid bad luck?!

Do you feel safe here? Can I protect my children?

This... depends on feeling?

Even at this moment, Feng Yin still couldn't help but think for a moment and remembered a song: Follow your feeling.

To be honest, how can my thin arms make this strong demon clan feel slightly safe?

Is it really not a joke?

"Sir, if you allow me to ask for your help, I will not treat you badly."

Even though the woman in white was seriously injured, her words were still gentle and gentle, and she said in a soft voice: "It is true that our hermitage was found and destroyed, but... our other training place is still safe... the reason why we came to hermitage

The reason is entirely for the smooth delivery of the child..."

"If you agree, I can give you an identity key... Once your cultivation reaches the level above Xiantian, you can go to my place of cultivation. There is some reward from me in it."

As she spoke, she turned her wrist, and three shiny things appeared in her palm.

The knife on Fengyin's chest suddenly became hot.

This kind of burning heat made Fengyin almost unable to control himself from screaming.

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