Luo Cheng's medicine is almost the strongest version of anesthesia drugs. Even though Baili Mengyan was prepared for him, he subconsciously held his breath when he raised his hand, but he still didn't last for three seconds and fell down with a "thump".

The son of God Huanfeng was not much better. He didn't take them seriously. When he was restrained by Baili Mengyan, he didn't notice Luo Cheng's little movements behind him. When Baili Mengyan fell down, he turned around to attack Luo Cheng, but he fainted the next second.

Looking at the direction of the wind blowing, many birds and beasts hidden in the forest could not hold back, and fell down like rain. This grand occasion continued to extend about a hundred meters away, and it can be seen how terrifying Luo Cheng's bottle of medicine was.

Yan Hao's eyes lit up when he saw so much food that fell automatically. He subconsciously wanted to go over and pick it up. Luo Cheng quickly stopped him so that he would not let him down. "My little ancestor, they can't wake up for three days, why are you anxious?"

Feng Rong covered his mouth and nose, and waited until the wind blew away all the medicine powder, and then he walked cautiously to the fallen man and god. He confirmed that the son of God Huanfeng was in a coma. He quickly helped Baili Mengyan up and then looked at Luo Cheng.

"Anti-drug," he said.

As a result, Luo Cheng smiled embarrassedly, "Well... cough cough, this one has no antidote, it depends on him to wake up. According to Mr. Baili's will, it will definitely not take more than half a day to wake up!"

Feng Rong looked at him coldly.

Luo Cheng's cold sweat was about to come out, "...Push with cold water, it may take three hours!"

Feng Rong carried Baili Mengyan without saying a word, then signaled Huanfeng with her chin to show that she wanted Luo Cheng to carry her back.

Luo Cheng said bitterly: "Aren't we just throwing him here?"

Feng Rong then said coldly: "Without him, we can't get out."

He didn't believe that Luo Cheng proposed to bring down Huan Feng without thinking about this in advance. As for how to let Huan Feng cooperate... this is also a headache for Luo Cheng.

Of course, Luo Cheng ordered Yan Hao to carry the people on his back, so he could only go to fight with a bitter face. Yan Hao happily picked up the "food" all over the ground, stringed it with a rope, and followed it with strings of living things.

They wandered around for a few times, and they finally returned to the house next to the lake that they had just left a few hours ago. Before their master woke up, everyone entered the room in a daze.

The exterior of this house looks very delicate, but the inside is quite empty. The furniture is almost made of vines. There is only one bed, one table and one chair. Only the tea sets on the table look artificial, with a quaint and deep smell. They should be a very historical item.

"This house is very old and looks at least a thousand years old," Luo Cheng wandered around the house and said thoughtfully, "Is it possible that the soul of the Son of God who was scattered in the desert of death that after thousands of years of sleep, he had no memory after awakening, and he stayed here forever?"

The history of the Kingdom of Zunyu has been around for thousands of years. If calculated according to the calendar of the human world, it may have been in the Yao and Shun period, similar to the primitive countries such as the ancient Shu Kingdom. They are all located in a mysterious and distant place, and have little contact with the Central Plains and are unknown. If the son of God Huanfeng came to the desert of death after being shared by the people of Zunyu Kingdom, then he slept for at least three thousand years before he recovered his injuries and saw the light of day again.

Maybe this oasis was cultivated because of his here...

Feng Rong found a place to settle Baili Mengyan, and then turned into ice to apply to his face, asking him to wake up early. When Luo Cheng came back, he was busy tied up Haohuan Feng with handcuffs and other things, so as not to remove them in seconds as soon as this killer opened his eyes.

After hearing Luo Cheng's doubts, Feng Rong glanced at him and said, "It's not impossible, but why is it the Desert of Death?"

This place has a natural imprisonment on spiritual power, and it also has a harsh climate and fierce monsters. It is not a suitable place to recuperate. Why did the Son of God choose here on his own initiative? If it is passive, it is even more impossible to drag the incomplete soul to fly here, right?

Luo Cheng looked helpless when Feng Rong asked a question, spread his hands and said, "Okay, I can't explain."

Feng Rong did not continue to get involved in this issue, raised his hand to signal him to come and said, "Look at Huan Feng himself, is there something wrong with it?"

"What's wrong?" Luo Cheng was stunned for a moment, and walked over and said, "What's the point?"

"The spiritual power fluctuation is not right," Feng Rong pondered for a few seconds, and said, "But my spiritual power was suppressed and my perception was not very sensitive."

Luo Cheng explored his spiritual consciousness with some confusion. Before being knocked back by Huan Feng's automatic defense, he quickly retracted the spiritual consciousness and said in confusion: "It's not right, it doesn't seem to look like a soul... Xiaoyan, come and take a look!"

He shouted, but he didn't see anyone for a while.

Luo Cheng saw from left to right that Yan Hao was not in the room. He wondered and asked Feng Rong: "Where are others?"

Feng Rong thought about it, "Ten minutes ago, he said he was hungry."

Luo Cheng had a bad premonition. When he went out, he saw Yan Hao setting fire in the yard, and was smearing a monster that looked like a rabbit but had horns, and was preparing to barbecue and eat!!!

Luo Cheng was almost so angry that he leaned over, and took him back to the house without hesitation and placed it in front of Huan Feng.

"Look at what happened to him!" Luo Cheng said in a bad voice.

Yan Hao blinked, "Flesh..."

"...I'll give it to you after watching it!" Luo Cheng said with gritted teeth.

Yan Hao was satisfied at this time, and he leaned closer to stare at Huanfeng for a long time before saying, "He is not a human being."

"..." Luo Cheng twitched the corner of his mouth, "We all know, then what?"

Yan Hao said sternly: "He is the inner demon."

Not to mention Luo Cheng, even Feng Rong was stunned. He stared at Huan Feng for three seconds before he realized what Yan Hao meant.

The inner demon... doesn't it mean that the Huan Feng in front of them is not the broken soul of the son of the god back then, but the inner demon in his heart has cultivated into a new demon god?!

Luo Cheng was not too surprised, but he still felt helpless when he couldn't bear to look at him, "My God is not as good as the soul..."

At least the soul can communicate, and they can sit together and chat and make a deal with the heart. However, most of the inner demons are cruel by nature and paranoid, which is the darkest part of people's heart. To put it bluntly, they are born villain bosses. No wonder the original Son of God was a Virgin White Lotus, and the fantasy maple here turned black in minutes!!!

Feng Rong said: "It's not Kong Ling who placed the inner demon in the desert of death."

If I knew that there was still one inner demon left in the Son of God, Kong Ling would not be thinking about how to collect the broken soul of the Son of God. There was no need to spend all my time looking for someone as a container for the rebirth of the Son of God. The inner demon was split from the Son of God. The body he cultivated himself was perfectly in line with the deity. With him, coupled with the residual thoughts attached to the lower purrbo, it would not be so difficult to resurrect the Son of God. In the end, Kong Ling would not be on the road of committing love because of the Son of God.

However, if you want to reconcile with the inner demon, Kong Ling's death has become the biggest obstacle. The inner demon's obsession lies in who he is and why Kong Ling is not by his side. Kong Ling's death is definitely something that can blow the other party's anger in minutes.

"I feel that Kong Ling doesn't know the existence of the inner demon," Luo Cheng murmured, "I didn't expect that the gods like the Son of God would have the inner demon..."

After all, he was so selfless that Kong Ling, who was willing to give up the pursuit of life and death, and endured the punishment of heaven alone, and wanted to make the implicated Zun Ou Kingdom survive. Unfortunately, Kong Ling went crazy because of his death, and wiped out the entire Zun Ou Kingdom. Only a Zun Ou Village with no living person left. He has been obsessed with the resurrection of the Son of God for thousands of years, but in the end he failed.

"The Son of God was an extremely good being back then, but shadows would arise under the light. It was not strange to have an inner demon." Compared to how the inner demon came about, Feng Rong was more concerned about how the inner demon appeared here?

In addition... Feng Rong glanced at Yan Hao calmly.

Why did Yan Hao see more easily than them that Huan Feng is transformed by the inner demon?

Just when Feng Rong and the others were having a headache about how to deal with the inner demons, Bai Congqiu and his group were also having a headache about where to go.

With the joining of the Blood-Slaying Alliance, Bai Congqiu and his men's journey was indeed easier than before. They didn't need to take action personally when encountering monsters. Only people in the fleet were responsible for this safety issue. The only thing they had to do was to lead the way.

"You don't have any way to find someone?" Bai Congqiu asked during the break.

At this time, the convoy was resting and avoiding the hottest time of noon. Mr. Kong walked out of the car, sat in a simple tent with sunshade set up, and invited Bai Congqiu and the others to come in to discuss where to go next.

After hearing Bai Congqiu's question, Mr. Kong was not embarrassed. Feng Qingyun said calmly: "Luo Cheng's disappearance is not within the plan. Compared to you, our senior staff have fewer positioning instruments on them, so once he disappears, we can only judge that he is with your secret minister, but we don't know his specific location."

Bai Congqiu knew that bad people didn’t like being stared at their whereabouts. When they were in charge of others, they were compulsory measures. If they were the boss, they always had some privileges, but sometimes they became troubles.

"In other words," Lin Yingkong spoke. In order not to let the other party discover his weakness, he took off the blindfolded cloth and seemed to behave normally. No one noticed that he is now "highly myopia". "Does Mr. Kong know that Mr. Luo is going to come to trouble our minister?"

So, this time it was not Luo Cheng's personal action, but an action by the Blood-Slaying Alliance against the Minister!?

Mr. Kong was alone with them, and he was not uneasy. He nodded and said, "We just wanted a small thing on Minister An, but we didn't expect it to be a big mistake. I'm very sorry."

He spoke politely, but the people on Bai Congqiu were covered in goose bumps. This practice of "Yes, I did something bad, but you can't help me, I'll apologize if you like to listen or not" really made them have the urge to beat people. Unfortunately, now is not a good time to turn against each other. No wonder Mr. Kong is fearless.

"So, please ask," Lin Yingkong looked at Mr. Kong with a little cold look, "What do you want from the minister?"

Mr. Kong smiled faintly, "It's okay to say it, it's just a piece of spiritual power."

Lin Yingkong was stunned, and Zhu Mengtian next to him immediately reminded: "That piece of the leaves!"

But why does the Blood-Slaying Alliance want Ye Zi's spiritual power crystallization?!
Chapter completed!