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After breakfast, Feng Qi and the Lord of Mist asked for leave and left the old school.

At eight o'clock in the morning, they came to a slaughterhouse in the northern district of the old city.

Even though he had already thought about agreeing to the recruitment of the psionic family, before joining the Mist Lord, he still wanted to restore his strength as much as possible to prevent unexpected emergencies.

After paying and getting out of the car, what appeared in front of them was a modern processing factory.

The roads here are clean and tidy, and transport vehicles can be seen constantly coming out of the factory, sending processed goods to different locations in the North District.

Feng Qi looked curiously at the other side of the slaughtering factory.

There were many tents set up there, wisps of cooking smoke rose from an iron pot in front of the tent, and the strong smell of meat was blowing in the wind, and there were many figures in ragged clothes chatting or playing around.

Seemingly desolate, but these people's faces are filled with smiles, and they seem to be extremely satisfied with the life in front of them.

"They are a group of human waste scavengers recently received by the old city. They are temporarily placed here and supported by this slaughter factory, where they eat meaninglessly and wait to die." The Lord of the Mist introduced at this time. .

Hearing these words, Feng Qi carefully looked at these scavengers.

Then a smile appeared on his face:

"Look how happy they are."

"What's the use of being happy? Isn't it just wasting time." The Lord of Mist shook his head.

"They can find happiness in wasting time. It's really using time and enjoying it. Working for the rise of your race like you is a waste of time, even if you have to."

When the Mist Lord heard this, he was about to refute, but suddenly realized something.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't help nodding:

"You're right, the rise of the race is a forced waste of time, but the ultimate goal is to let the people enjoy the time... Ah Qi, you see it farther than me."

"I just said casually, don't take it seriously. If everyone chooses to enjoy time, there is no hope for a race. The pioneers who move forward are the future of a race." Feng Qi grinned, then looked at To the slaughter factory:

"Let's go."

Hearing this, the Lord of the Mist nodded immediately.

The two then came to the door of the slaughterhouse, and after providing the appointment information, they were released.

After negotiating with the person in charge and ordering a batch of blood food, the Mist Lord delivered the deposit, and then the two returned to the old school.

Next, the blood food will be sent to the old school by a transport vehicle.

In the next few days, Feng Qi and the Lord of Mist began to wait for Hei Xuan's return.

There was a discussion in the class about Hei Xuan's mysterious disappearance, but the senior management of the old school seemed very calm.

Feng Qi and the Lord of Mist were not surprised by this.

The entire old city is already running under the control of the psionic family, and it is not a problem to want to insert a transfer student into the old school. As for the disappearance of Hei Xuan, you don't even need to explain too much to the senior officials of the old school, you only need to give a reason.

Soon a week has passed.

This day, Hei Xuan's figure reappeared in the old school.

After a brief conversation, they came to the dormitory of the Lord of the Mist, and were then teleported to the mysterious area again.

When his vision became clear, what appeared in front of Feng Qi was a familiar scene.

The towering golden energy tree in the center of the square, the transparent crystal ground beneath the feet, the energy transmission equipment that squirmed like blood vessels in the sky... Not only is the aura rich in the air, but the quality of the aura is also extremely high, which can definitely be regarded as a training treasure.

The difference is that not far in front of the teleportation platform where they are located, there is a pool of blood-colored liquid.

At this moment, Hei Xuan smiled and looked at the Lord of Mist:

"Absorbing the blood of this pool is enough to fully restore your strength, and even gain a lot of diligence. This is a gift from my psionic family to you... Patriarch Misty, you are a smart person, make your choice, right?"

At this time, the Mist Lord obviously has no idea of hiding his thoughts. After all, if he doesn't agree at this time, the psionic family will obviously no longer negotiate patiently.

He nodded at this moment and said:

"Okay, I agree to serve your psionic family for a period of time, but there is one precondition."

Hearing these words, Hei Xuan frowned slightly, but finally nodded and said:

"Say your request."

"My brother Feng Qi also joins the psionic family with me."

Hei Xuan heard this, turned his head to look at Feng Qi who was standing beside him, and then nodded without hesitation:

"No problem, but my clan will not waste any resources on waste."

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Hearing Hei Xuan's unabashed scolding of himself for being a waste, Feng Qi's mentality exploded. He wanted to incarnate on the spot in his blood source form, press Hei Xuan on the ground and rub it hard, and then punch his dog's head.

But he just thought about it.

After all, there is a lot of information to take a step back, and a further untimely death.

He understands this.

"My brother is not weak, I think you can try to cultivate it." The Lord of Mist couldn't help frowning at this moment, looking at Hei Xuan and said solemnly.

"If we can prove his potential, we are naturally willing to support him to grow." Hei Xuan said with a smile.

At this moment, the Lord of Mist turned to look at Feng Qi:

"Aqi, how is it?"

The situation has developed to this point, and it is naturally difficult for Feng Qi to hide it. He immediately nodded and said:

"Okay, how to prove it."

Hei Xuanwang looked at Feng Qi with a hint of curiosity, and then smiled:

"I am your target, attack me with your strongest means."

"You wouldn't blame me if you destroyed the buildings here, would you?" Feng Qi's eyes changed at this moment.

"Come on." Hei Xuan nodded immediately.

The Lord of the Mist retreated one after another at this time, opening the distance.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Qi decisively activated the blood source talent.

Immediately, the frequency of the heartbeat began to speed up, as if the drums were beating, shocking the soul, and the wild aura belonging to the Berserker was finally no longer suppressed and came out through the body.

The blood mist wrapped his body, and his figure began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hei Xuanwang's gaze towards Feng Qi changed at this moment, and he looked very surprised.

Feng Qi can transform into another form. He has long known through the Domain Alliance of Star City, but after witnessing it with his own eyes, he found that this transformation is far stronger than he imagined.

The power of rich blood rushes towards his face, as if he has completely changed the body of a demon.

The change in Fengqi continues.

The granulation intertwined to form muscle fibers as strong as steel, and in the blink of an eye, his height was already close to five meters.

"boom!"

A dark green flame suddenly ignited in his eyes, and then quickly swept his body.

The purple lines spread out from the center of the chest, and finally formed a strange pattern that traveled from the chest to the back.

The fingers slowly folded, and the bones interlaced with a cracking sound.

A terrifying power is brewing in Feng Qi's body, the momentum of his body is rising, and the fierce flames are sweeping forward. .

Hei Xuan's expression, who was standing not far from Feng Qi, changed significantly.

Feng Qi slowly raised his head at this moment, the flames in his eyes suddenly soared, cracks appeared on the ground beneath his feet, and his figure appeared in front of Hei Xuan in an instant.

When Hei Xuan was caught off guard, he grabbed Hei Xuan's neck and slammed it to the ground.

boom!

The transparent crystal shards splattered all over the place, and this press and fall caused Hei Xuan's flesh and blood body to shatter, revealing the black energy body wrapped in flesh and blood.

"Fall to death you stinking idiot!"

During the roar in his heart, the blue veins on Feng Qi's right arm were prominent, he grabbed Hei Xuan by the neck, then leaned forward, and swung his right arm to the ground.

At this moment, the golden mark on Hei Xuan's forehead glowed, and an invisible force suddenly hit Feng Qi's right arm, his arm numb, and then his chest was hit by invisible force, and his body bounced straight back.

Feng Qi's figure rolled in the air and landed steadily.

Hei Xuan also floated off the ground at this time, grabbed him with one hand, and suddenly countless golden runes overflowed from his forehead and formed a string of mysterious symbols in the air. The aura in the air was immediately drawn by the mysterious rune and gathered towards Feng Qi, wrapping him into a golden prison.

Facing the captivity, Feng Qi waved his fist forward without hesitation.

The surging blood and terrifying power suddenly hit the golden barrier.

boom!

After a loud bang, the wind energy ripples swept around, and a crack appeared on the golden barrier.

boom! boom! boom!

Under the successive heavy punches, the golden barrier was quickly overwhelmed, flickering erratically, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.

At this time, Hei Xuan shot again.

The golden runes arranged in front of him are shuffled and reassembled into a new sequence.

The spiritual energy of this Fangtiandi quickly outlines the trajectory of the spell under the traction of the golden runes. When the golden barrier is smashed by Feng Qi, the golden chains are bullied, wrapping Feng Qi's limbs, and the other end of the golden chain is submerged. Disappeared in the void.

Feng Qi was thus blocked into a "big" character and hung in the air.

The binding force of the chain is continuously strengthened.

Facing the oppression, the dark green flame in Feng Qi's eyes skyrocketed, and his muscles gradually tightened.

If he wants to gain the attention of the psionic family, he must show decent strength, and at this time he does not intend to hide his strength.

The muscles on his body gradually swelled at this moment, and the purple soul pattern flickered, reducing the oppression caused by the golden chain, and he exerted a little force to stretch the golden energy chain wrapped around his body.

With a roar, Feng Qi's whole body burst out instantly.

The golden chains were instantly burst by the muscles, shattering into bits of golden light that dissipated.

The moment his feet landed, his body leaned forward like a tiger rushing towards Hei Xuan.

At this moment, the runes in front of Hei Xuan waved his hands again, and then a void channel suddenly appeared on the right side of Feng Qi, and a large golden hand stretched out and grabbed him, picked it up and slammed it towards him. ground.

boom!

The ground trembled, and Feng Qi was smashed hard.

But the powerful resilience made him come back to his senses after only a brief trance.

The flame of the fist was burning in his chest, and he suddenly threw his fist to meet the golden fist that fell from his head.

At the moment of the collision, ripples of aura visible to the naked eye swept all around.

The speed of qi and blood consumption accelerated, Feng Qi chose to put the body into a state of load operation.

But just as he was about to go all out, the golden arm that appeared out of thin air suddenly disappeared.

Looking up, I saw Hei Xuan looking at him with a smile:

"I didn't expect you to have such a powerful body of flesh and blood. Is this your body? Congratulations, you are qualified to receive a support resource after passing my preliminary test. Sure enough, it is impossible for the weak to be recognized by the mist patriarch. ."

When Feng Qi heard this, he couldn't help but curiously asked:

"How do my support resources compare to those of old fans?"

"It can't be compared, it's not a grade at all." Hei Xuan said honestly.

"Why, you didn't test him?" Feng Qi couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"He doesn't need testing. We know him very well. He used to be the existence that my psionic family needs to look up to." Hei Xuan smiled and looked at the Lord of the Mist not far away.

For Hei Xuan's touts, the Mist Lord's expression was indifferent and useless at all.

Feng Qi can understand this.

Allegiance to the Psykers is definitely not a glorious thing for the Mist Lord.

The psionic clan used to be just a subsidiary force exploited by the mist clan, and even ordinary mist clan members looked down on them, not to mention the patriarch of the mist lord.

This kind of feeling is like the pet that used to be suddenly turned against the guest.

When they met again one day after disappearing for a long time, he stopped the owner and told him that he was very good now, and hoped that the owner would not know what is good or bad, and be obedient and be a pet.

Therefore, hearing the praise of the psionic family, the Lord of the Mist will only feel humiliation in his heart.

After so many years of contact, the old fan's mind has long been grasped.

But even if he is humiliated in his heart, he will not give up his life for dignity.

After all, there are infinite possibilities to be alive, and there is still the possibility of a comeback. Death is the most humble way to end.

The Lord of the Mist looked at Hexuan at this time:

"Now that I've agreed, should I tell us what exactly we want us to do?"

Hei Xuan shook his head at this time:

"Don't worry, let's sign the contract first."

Saying that, Hei Xuanmai walked to the platform in the distance.

When Feng Qi and the Lord of Mist saw this, they immediately followed.

When the quaint contract scroll appeared, the **** text on Hei Xuan's hand was erased and turned into a blank quaint scroll, and then a golden light flew out from Hei Xuan's forehead and began to quickly outline the text on the scroll.

After more than ten seconds, the scroll was filled with mysterious words again.

At this moment, Hei Xuan turned his head to look at the Lord of the Mist:

"Write your name in the lower right corner with your blood."

The Lord of the Mist frowned slightly at this moment, because he couldn't understand the meaning of the mysterious words on the ancient scroll.

Under the information asymmetry, he cannot judge whether the content on the scroll has potential hidden dangers or traps.

Seemingly seeing what the Lord of Mist was thinking, Hei Xuan stretched out a translucent golden tentacle between his foreheads and stabbed both Feng Qi and Lord of Mist's foreheads.

Seeing this, Feng Qi and the Lord of the Mist did not choose to dodge.

In fact, their lives are now under the control of the psionic race.

If Hei Xuan really wanted to kill them, they might not even be able to escape.

When the golden tentacles made contact with the forehead, the tip slowly sank into it.

At this time, Feng Qi didn't feel any discomfort in his body, he just felt a coolness on his forehead, as if something slowly flowed into his mind.

Gradually, a golden mark appeared on their foreheads.

Branded on the ancient scroll, the text that UU Reading www.uukanshu.com could not read suddenly became understandable.

At this time, Hei Xuan's voice entered his ears:

"The knowledge about words has been instilled, now to help you establish a deep connection with the consciousness pool of the Holy Spirit, do not have any resistance, stay relaxed throughout the process."

After listening to Hei Xuan's explanation, Feng Qi immediately closed his eyes and relaxed his mind.

After an unknown time, a little starlight appeared in front of his eyes.

It was like traveling between the stars, with countless stars passing by, and he kept flying into the distance.

After a long time, a magnificent stone tablet covered with rust appeared in his sight.

I saw a line of words printed on the stone tablet:

[I can spend the rest of my life in misery, but my clan cannot!

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