In half an hour, Fu Qingshan was late, and Inujuro had already taken the second Suzaku Pill. A little demon spent two precious pills and placed them with ordinary Qi Refiners, so he would definitely not be willing to give up.

Su Jing politely said to Fu Qingshan: "Juroru was injured by Yingyang's hand, and the blood flowed continuously. Please come and see what Yingyang's ability is. How to deal with Juro's injury, and what effect will it be if it hurts the enemy."

Su Jing said that he wanted Fu Qingshan to come over to see Inujuro. Fu Qingshan smiled and said, "Young Master, let me see."

As he said that, he really glanced at Inujuro. Inujuro's wound immediately contracted, and the rolled granules began to entangle each other and grew together.

Su Jing did not see any energy fluctuations in Fu Qingshan's eyes. This is the domain. Su Jing's eyes could not see the power of the domain clearly, so he would completely kneel down when facing the Jindan. The opponent's attack was invisible. If he relied on equipment, he was alone and was definitely not an opponent in the Jindan realm.

Fu Qingshan cured Inujuro's injuries with this glance, and then waved to Eagle.

Ying Yang glanced at Su Jing, and Fu Qingshan said, "Young Master, my secret technique is something that even the master cannot hear a word."

Su Jing nodded and said, "Then you go out and talk. There are formations here, and whatever you say will be recorded."

Su Jing was honest, although he didn't know whether his formation could copy the sound in the Golden Pill Realm. He just let Fu Qingshan stay in the yard and talk. If he heard it, it would be not very good. This person was very nervous. I guess Lian Xiaoyao Hou was more careful with him.

Fu Qingshan took Yingyang out of Wenxinju. On the open space in front of Wenxinju, there was a deep snow, and the footprints were still there, each one was extremely clear, and it seemed like a knife chopping an axe on the edge.

"I didn't want to come at first. What achievements did you have are your own business. But it sounds quite interesting. You practiced my things, but went on your own path. You little demon, your future prospects may be above me. Then let me see how you released the blow on Inujuro."

Yingyang smiled bitterly and said, "I was distracted at that time and was thinking about practicing. Inujuro came over and patted me on the shoulder. I fought back unknowingly. A feather came out of this position..."

Ying Yang gestured, and Fu Qingshan glanced at his shoulders, his clothes were as intact as before.

"With the power of blood, even if you are the Nine Heavens Great Peng, you cannot release such a special attack at this level. You cannot release it actively now, right?"

Yingyang nodded, and Fu Qingshan suddenly released an extremely powerful murderous aura from his body, covering Yingyang's body. This murderous aura was as real as it was. If it was pressed down, it would be crushed to pieces immediately.

Ying Yang subconsciously shook his whole body, and saw that there were golden light on his body, and countless golden feathers grew in an instant. Fu Qingshan shouted calmly!

Yingyang's body was directly fixed on the spot by Fu Qingshan and could not move at all.

There was already a piece of golden feather in Fu Qingshan's hand, and the feathers grown on the surface of Yingyang's body completely disappeared. Fu Qingshan's fingers carefully fiddled with Yingyang's half of the golden feather, thinking about something.

Yingyang did not move in place, carefully experiencing the true qi in his body, and found that it did not decrease.

This feather is indeed not something condensed by the true qi, nor is it apart from the equipment he owns. This thing comes out of thin air, making Yingyang puzzled.

"This is your second natural magical power, and it is only available to the demon clan." Fu Qingshan played with it for a while, put away the half of the feather, and said, "I want this thing. I can refine equipment when I look back. Just treat it as your tuition."

"I dare not, but as far as I know, except for the ancient monsters, no demon clan can have the second-generation magical power."

"You are not developed, you are cultivated. If you are the bloodline of the ancient demon, you may have the third kind of talented magical power."

Yingyang thought to himself that Inujuro, this guy probably has two kinds of talented magical powers. His bloodline may be really that thing. But that thing has noble bloodline and extremely arrogant. How could a guy like Inujuro have such noble bloodline?

Thinking of Inujuro's flattering expression and exaggerated appearance, Yingyang's heart was completely messy.

Bloodline mutation? Inujuro, I have beaten him a lot before and will not be retaliated in the future. Thinking about Ma Chao's butt, Ying Yang shivered a little.

"I can't tell you about this thing, but when will you automatically condense a feather? If you come to me, I will design a set of tactics for you." After Fu Qingshan said that, he did not stop for a long time, left Yingyang and left directly.

Ying Yang stood there in a daze. He thought Fu Qingshan would give him some advice, but unexpectedly, Fu Qingshan left with just a word, and even took away half of the feather he had grown.

There was a tingling pain on his body, and suddenly, blood oozing from his skin. He was very awake, and the true qi was circulating, and instantly blocked the location of the bleeding, but he did not treat it.

This wound is the location of the wound that Fu Qingshan left when he released his murderous aura, which was the location of each golden feather that appeared out of thin air on Ying Yang.

Fu Qingshan could only guess that this was his second natural magical power, so he left this mark on him and asked him to seek it out by himself. If the master handles everything, the student would not have a great future.

Su Jing felt that Fu Qingshan had left and re-evaluated this person in his heart. Fu Qingshan's strength is definitely not as good as Su Jue, but what about lethality? It's hard to say.

Fu Qingshan couldn't do it if Su Jue could kill hundreds of people at once. But if he assassinated a strong man alone, Fu Qingshan would be invincible.

No wonder so many people are afraid of Xiaoyao Hou. They are really worried about Xiaoyao Hou and don’t know how to die.

Inujuro's injuries were healed, and the maids lost interest in talking to Su Jing. In the middle of the night, they went back to sleep, leaving behind blue roses and green lotus to serve Su Jing.

Inujuro would also lie down. After eating two Suzaku Pills, his body would not become weak. He was stabbed by Yingyang sobered a lot. Following the young master, you can't just run errands. Yingyang's combat power is already so terrifying?

If one day Ying Yang can kill the enemy for the young master and he can only brag behind him, what is he?

Yingyang bullies himself now, but he is also a brother. If he doesn't work hard, he will be gradually forgotten and abandoned.

Inujuro was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and looked at it and spit out something from his mouth, put it beside his pillow, rubbing it with his hands.

This is an ancient piece of jade, mottled in color, with blood-colored patterns on it, rectangular and simple patterns. It looks like a street stall product, but it is just a little more refined.

Most demon races do not know that they have a father. This ancient jade was left by Inujuro's father. After Inujuro opened his wisdom, he obtained the place where the ancient jade was buried in his memory. Since then, he has opened his talented bloodline from an ordinary little demon and become an evolutionary demon race.

However, if you really open your bloodline completely, will you be coveted?

My bloodline is so precious, and before it is fully opened, the blood has such great power. Can the young master protect himself?

Inujuro shook his head vigorously, it was absolutely not possible. This time he went out, he also saw the young master's strength. Compared with many forces, it was not as good as the one.

Apart from being smart and capable of designing weapons, the young master is really ordinary. At least as the prince of Xiaoyao Hou, his realm is too low. Without this identity, no one will pay attention to him once he goes out.

Inujuro sighed, sighed again, swallowed the ancient jade again, and decided to wait until the young master made the golden elixir before talking.

If the young master fails to achieve the golden elixir, he will always have a life span of 800. With the power behind him, he can also protect himself. If the young master fails to practice and his life span is gone, he will hide from the East China Sea and open the secrets in this ancient jade.

You must never let yourself be taken by other qi refiners. Perhaps no one will be so indulged in yourself except the young master.

Inujuro suddenly started to cry out in a bad mood. He was injured and dying. Without thinking, the young master took out Suzaku Dan and asked Fu Qingshan to treat him.

But what good things have I done besides bragging?

Inujuro slapped his mouth hard and said loudly: "Juru, Juro, don't work hard and strive for things like that. Leave it to Yingyang to do. I just need to be a little better than others."

Speaking of this, Inujuro felt a little embarrassed and added: "Gu Junshan is very good. He is fat and can also do things for the Marquis. My long-term goal is him!"

After the promise was completed, Inujuro felt a little regretful. Gu Junshan was not a good person. He could be called Xiaoyao Sanshan. If Gu Junshan had no skills under his command, he would have been killed.

The conflicts between nobles are often conflicts between slaves. When Xiaoyao Hou did not have such a status today, the conflicts between him and others were resolved by Xiaoyao Sanshan.

Inujuro was just thinking about it and fell asleep. He didn't know that Yingyang returned to the room and looked at the wound on his hand in front of his bed. But in his dream, he felt Yingyang's confused gaze and ran desperately in horror.

When did this guy have such a noble hobby?

When it was dawn, heavy snow fell again. The wind slammed the window with snowflakes, and sounds were like war drums urging people. Inujuro turned over and sat up and found that there was no one in the room. Then he took a breath, stroked his chest with his hands, and said, "Fortunately, Yingyang's bastard is not here, and he thought it was true!"
Chapter completed!