"I, I don't have to swallow the blood of my blood?!!"

Zhao Qingcang exclaimed, then his face was full of ecstasy and his whole body trembled with excitement.

He incredibly discovered that the drop of blood on his eyebrows actually purified his blood.

Not only that, the blood droplet also releases a magical power.

This enables the cultivation level that was originally maintained by sucking blood and qi and blood, which can now be achieved by relying solely on this power.

Zhao Qingcang was really surprised and happy, and at the same time, an uncontrollable emotion surged into his heart.

For many years, he has become uninhibited and invincible because of his qi and blood from his relatives.

Although his cultivation level has been greatly improved, he has reached a state of admiration.

However, because of the evil nature of the martial arts, Zhao Qingcang was unable to leave the Zhao family and had to rely on the qi and blood of the Zhao family to prosper at any time.

Over time, Zhao Qingcang not only felt guilty towards his descendants, but also felt very distressed.

This psychological torture once made Zhao Qingcangsheng worse than death and almost collapsed.

Until today, I suddenly discovered that Chen Feng's qi and blood had an indescribable magic to him.

Even more than the qi and blood of the descendants of the Zhao family, he took action to kidnap Chen Feng.

Unexpectedly, the boat capsized in the gutter and fell into Chen Feng's hands, and was controlled by Chen Feng with a blood droplet.

Originally, Zhao Qingcang was already desperate and thought that his future life would be extremely dark.

But I didn't expect that the blood droplet would purify my blood after practicing magic skills.

From now on, I will no longer have to rely on sucking the blood of the Zhao family's children.

Bang bang bang bang!

Zhao Qingcang kowtowed three times directly at Chen Feng.

When I raised my head again, I was already full of tears.

Although Chen Feng controlled him, he also let his heart be relieved, which was about to collapse?

"Thank you!"

Zhao Qingcang thanked Chen Feng with gratitude.

"We'll be our own people in the future, so you're welcome."

"Get up!"

Chen Feng smiled faintly and walked forward to help Zhao Qingcang up.

When Chen Feng looked through the blood-devouring curse, he discovered the uniqueness of this technique.

In addition to practicing by sucking blood relatives’ blood, there is another better way.

That is to absorb the blood and energy of higher-level life to improve the effectiveness of practice.

Chen Feng's body has the essence and blood of the colorful dragon, which is naturally far beyond the bloodline of the Zhao family.

Chen Feng used this to refine blood droplets and incorporated them into Zhao Qingcang's blood.

While controlling Zhao Qingcang, it also directly improved the level of Zhao Qingcang's blood and completely changed Zhao Qingcang's fate.

"Thank you!"

Zhao Qingcang then stood up, thinking that he would no longer have to feel guilty and tormented by sucking the blood of his descendants.

I was so excited and joyful inside that I was so moved that I didn’t know what to say.

"My benefactor, I said before that as long as you spare me and never die, I can take you as your teacher."

"But now I think about it, you purified my blood with blood drops."

"Now, what is flowing in my body is your blood, and you treat me like a reborn parent."

"Or, I'll call you dad!"

puff!

When Chen Feng heard this, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"No, no, just call Master!"

Chen Feng hurriedly refused, looking at Zhao Qingcang, he was so amused and speechless.

Damn, isn’t this guy quite normal just now?

Why did you suddenly become funny?

You are so old, call me dad?

Are you not afraid of scaring all the Zhao family to death?

"Oh." A look of disappointment flashed across Zhao Qingcang's face.

This guy is an old fox who lives in his 100-year-old age. He is cunning. How could he be funny?

With his Qi Refining Stage, Chen Feng played hard in the late stage of building foundation.

Moreover, Chen Feng refines the blood droplets that had not been successfully refined for decades.

Not only that, he also successfully purified his own bloodline, which is equivalent to removing the biggest defect of the Blood-Devouring Curse.

Which of these things can be done by ordinary people?

At this moment, Zhao Qingcang had already determined that Chen Feng was definitely not an ordinary person, he must have a deep background, and it is even very likely that he was from that place.

It is not only not embarrassing to recognize such a godfather who has a deep background, but it also has great benefits for himself and even the Zhao family.

However, if Chen Feng doesn't agree, he has no choice.

Fortunately, he could still take Chen Feng as his teacher. Although his master was not as close as his father, Zhao Qingcang was also content.

As long as you can climb the big tree of Chen Feng, you will have the opportunity to enter a higher level in the future.

This is already a great opportunity for Zhao Qingcang and the entire Zhao family.

"Master, let's go out."

Because of Zhao Qingcang's martial arts, he was neither human nor ghost, and he could not see anyone at all. He had been living in the ancestral hall and was almost crazy.

Now that the evil spirit on his body has disappeared, he has long been unable to stay.

"Okay!"

Chen Feng nodded and walked out with his hands behind his back.

Zhao Qingcang hurriedly bent, followed Chen Feng with great respect and left the ancestral hall.

"Master!!!"

"Haha, my master is out!"

Yuan Tianchen's eyes narrowed, and when he saw Chen Feng, he was so excited that he couldn't help but be happy.

He rushed over and asked with concern.

"Master, are you okay?"

Chen Feng smiled faintly with his hands behind his back.

"What can I do?"

Zhao Xiangdong, who was standing beside him, was shocked and then hurriedly asked Chen Feng.

"Little Crazy Dragon, what about that evil thing?"

When Zhao Qingcang heard this, he felt nervous and quickly lowered his head, feeling very uneasy.

If the descendants of the Zhao family know that the evil thing is himself.

What kind of face does he have to face his descendants?

Chen Feng glanced at Zhao Xiangdong and then said in a daze.

"Evil thing?"

"What evil thing?"

"I don't know?"

Chen Feng's words shocked Zhao Qingcang's body, and then his eyes were instantly wet, and a deep feeling surged in his heart.

He immediately understood that this was Chen Feng protecting himself!

"Master, thank you!" A grateful voice sounded in Zhao Qingcang's heart.

Zhao Xiangdong frowned, looked puzzled, and then suddenly took a step and walked into the ancestral hall.

A moment later, a pig-killing cry rang out in the ancestral hall.

"Ah!!!Damn it!!!"

"Who, who did this!!!"
To be continued...