I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 670 670. I am the best~

Chana Yuki considers herself to be a person who pays attention to the present and never dwells on the past, let alone leaving anything useless.

After becoming a spiritual master, she also planned her own strength in the same way, and would never learn any useless spiritual clothes.

She pursues efficiency as well as usefulness.

So for her.

Useful, that's important.

But now, she knows that she no longer needs to judge whether a spiritual garment, a god's relic, or a subordinate is useful. What she needs to judge is whether she is useful to Xia Feng.

On the way back to the safe house, she counted her uses in detail, and then discovered that she was very useful to Xiao Feng.

It seems to be useless!

Her greatest use to Xia Feng is that as a saint, she can have the opportunity to obtain S-level spiritual clothes.

But when Jiang Qiu'e took her place and became Xia Feng's slave girl, her status as a saint became dispensable.

If she dies, Xia Feng can still use Jiang Qiu'e to obtain the S-level spiritual clothing.

This was a very big strategic mistake that she had not considered when she persuaded Jiang Qiu'e to surrender.

But the matter has come to this, and regretting his stupid tactics is of no use.

She must snap out of it and prove her usefulness again!

"Xiao Feng, as long as you don't hand me over."

Cha Naixue's beautiful purple eyes became watery, she looked at Xia Feng pitifully, and she whispered in a soft voice, "My body is yours, you can do whatever you want to me~"

"???"

Xia Feng glanced at the woman with disgust, helplessly, "Sister Naixue, we haven't seen you for a few days, are you thinking about shit again?"

Chana Yuki: "."

Xia Feng shook his head. It seemed that this stupid woman still didn't understand him well enough. She didn't believe in his character so much. She thought he would abandon her in order to survive?

Are you kidding, is Xia Feng such a heartless and unjust person?

The platinum ring was thrown up and then dropped. Xia Feng thought for a moment, put the ring into the Ten Space, and said softly: "Okay, Chanaxue, don't play with these nonsense. As long as you behave yourself in the future, I will naturally not abandon you. Regardless of life."

Seeing Xia Feng accept the ring, Cha Naixue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her legs were tightly together under her skirt, and she sat upright and nodded obediently: "Yeah, yeah."

I look like I am the most obedient.

Xia Feng clicked his tongue, not bothering to pay attention to her pretense, and looked at what Mu Qingtong was about to say——

But if he felt something, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes penetrated through the layers of underground rocks and came to the boundless snowfield.

Look far away.

I saw three figures galloping towards this side in the hazy sky covered with snow and fog in the distance, each with a stronger aura than the last!

Xia Feng narrowed his black pupils lightly, activated the Eye of Deconstruction with all his strength, and passed through the fog, only then could he clearly see the appearance of these three people.

At the front is a man wearing a black tuxedo. The long suit is elegantly tailored, and the collar and cuffs are engraved with silver secret thread patterns.

He has long black hair falling down his back. He has a handsome appearance, but his skin is white and cold, like a dead person. Only his eyes are deep and evil red, and there is a faint smile on the corners of his lips. He has an aristocratic temperament and an arrogant posture.

He looks like a medieval vampire.

"This person is Apostle Leng Xiu. He is also the A-level spiritual master who was chasing the B-level Naraku spiritual master. After discovering that the B-level Naraku spiritual master was killed by me, he turned his attention to me."

Chana Yuki explained, "And for him, if he can kill me, he can get two Naraku fragments at once."

Xia Feng nodded thoughtfully. The vampire-like men sometimes dispersed into blood bats, and sometimes gathered into human forms. They were traveling very fast, with four spiritual pressures fluctuating.

Not far behind Leng Xiu, followed closely by a shadow man wearing a gray robe.

That's right, the face and palms exposed under the gray robe are all dark shadows.

And on the ground below where it passed, there was a large shadow that was also moving rapidly. There were countless weird and evil monsters laughing and rustling in the shadow, which was extremely terrifying, like a strange moving natural disaster!

"Apostle Jiying, respected spiritual master of the fourth realm." Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes. She had investigated the internal members of Fentian in detail and remembered the code names and realms of all the apostles.

Xia Feng continued to look toward the eastern sky.

At the very back, a three-meter-tall giant flashed across the sky. The surrounding hail and snow flakes turned red and hot, melting into extremely red magma, falling like an endless rainstorm.

Everywhere it passes becomes a molten hell.

The giant is covered in majestic armor of pure gold. The surface of the armor is engraved with ancient and mysterious winding runes. Its neck and head, which are not covered by the armor, are actually made of molten lava.

The lava-blasted head had no lips or nose, only a pair of red-gold eyes, which were indifferent and unrippled.

"Apostle Fencheng, Holy Realm Spiritual Master."

Listening to Miss Mu's introduction, Xia Feng raised his eyebrows. This Saint Realm powerhouse named [Fengcheng] should be the leader of the four-person team.

No wonder Chanaxue suddenly became so timid and lowered her attitude. Being chased by such a team, with her meager skills, there was no way she could escape.

Of course, after some evaluation, Xia Feng felt that even if he and Miss Mu merged and used the Sirius Holy Seat, they might not be able to kill Apostle Fencheng.

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It's really a big trouble.

But except for the three apostles Fencheng, Jiying, and Leng Xiu.

And an apostle?

Xia Feng's gaze swept across the sky.

"The last one is the [Light Disciple], the legendary thirteenth apostle, and also the most mysterious apostle. You can only see it by looking at the bright light above the sky." Chanaxue looked up.

Xia Feng also cast his gaze higher up, where a few rays of sunlight penetrated the layers of fog and snow, spreading golden light.

Xia Feng's black eyes narrowed slightly, and then he vaguely noticed that these lights were sometimes distorted and sometimes restored. At that moment of distortion, a blurry figure made of light actually appeared.

The light man's face is a whirlpool of light, which looks strange and sacred.

It seems to move slowly between the lights.

In other words, skylight is its incarnation, everywhere.

"Feng Tian has twelve apostles, and they are basically recorded in detail."

Chana Yuki glanced at the sky solemnly, but did not dare to look more, lest she be caught spying, "But I don't know when, an existence codenamed [Light Disciple] appeared. There are rumors that it is the Thirteenth It is also said to be the fifth apostle. No one has ever seen it take action. Its strength is unknown and its identity is very mysterious."

Xia Feng observed it and found that he did not sense any fluctuations in the spiritual pressure of the light man, as if there was no spiritual pressure at all.

Or maybe there is some ability to cover up cultivation?

Xia Feng quickly looked away while thinking.

Because except for the light man, the other three apostles had already approached this place in a few moments.

They flew over the safe house at high speed and did not notice the whereabouts of Xia Feng and the four others.

But as the large strange shadows on the ground swept across the snowy land, the gray-robed figure of Jiying who had already swept away paused, and a dull voice sounded from the shadow's face: "Hey, Leng Xiu, the prey you want is hidden underground. ”

The handsome man with a pale face made a puzzled sound and looked down at the snowfield with great interest.