"Why can you talk in my head?"

Asked ye Ziheng, in a tone of surprise.

"Ah, boy, you don't want to see who my blood feather demon is. It's just a matter of mind transmission skills. I can do it at any time if I want."

Said the blood feather devil, with a trace of pride in his tone.

"The transmission of divine thoughts sounds advanced. Would you like to teach me?"

"I'll teach you, OK, but you have to reach the seventh level martial arts first."

When ye Ziheng heard this, he couldn't help being stupefied.

"So you were a martial artist in qipinjing before you died?"

"Boy, don't take such a low level to guess my strong cultivation. I was strong before I was alive, which is beyond your understanding."

"Oh, so you're very good?"

"Of course."

"Better than real people?"

"Real person, what is real person? It's the most desperate situation on your planet. I can't miss it."

"Since you are so powerful, I want to ask you, how did you die?"

As soon as the words came out, the blood feather demon immediately stopped talking. He was silent for a long time, and then slowly replied.

"Well, you may not believe it. In fact, I don't know how I died."

Ye Ziheng snorted and didn't bother to contradict him. He didn't even know how he died. This guy must be bragging.

"Well, do you believe it or not? I used to be very successful, but I don't remember how I used to be."

Ye Ziheng laughs and is not talking with him. He is going back to his villa. But the foot just stepped out a step, and suddenly the sky and the earth changed color. Ye Ziheng only felt that he was falling into a darkness and wanted to break away, but he could do nothing.

"Hum ~"

after a sound of tinnitus, ye Ziheng regained control of his body and lost the feeling of falling just now. The darkness around him also changed slowly. A rock wall rose up and surrounded ye Ziheng. A dark golden sun gradually appeared in the black sky, shining on Ye Ziheng's body, but ye Ziheng did not I feel half the warmth, but I feel a little cold.

"Well, what's going on?"

Ye Ziheng looks at the scene of sudden changes around him, with a touch of surprise in his eyes.

"I just told you not to go forward. You didn't listen to me. I can't blame you."

The voice of blood feather devil Zun rings again in ye Ziheng's mind. Ye Ziheng realizes the seriousness of this matter and asks quickly.

"Devil, what's the matter?"

"Can't you see that someone is going to fuck you, young man?"

"To fuck me, why?"

Ye Ziheng is still at a loss. He doesn't know what happened.

The blood feather Lord shrugged.

"I don't know why people want to engage in you. Don't you know better than me? After all, you've got points in your heart for what you've caused."

"Who am I offending?"

Ye Ziheng suddenly a Leng, think of Yang Di and Yang family, but this is possible?

Yang family is not a small family. The strongest one in the family is only the cultivation of wupinjing. But how can a man of wupinjing build such a huge world separated from reality? It's really incredible. Someone else must be doing something wrong with this.