. "You, you...you shameless bastard!"

When the intense activity just ended, Feng Feiyang felt a little guilty about Merlin--a behavior that should have been "simple" and "noble" in knowledge exploration evolved into a hot collision between the ** and the soul. This kind of thing was something he himself was somewhat unexpected--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

So even if it was a bit out of place and inconsistent with identity, Feng Feiyang still apologized to the lady in front of him, or the lich (vampire). But then he thought that because of that, Merlin suddenly exploded.

From direct scolding like "bastard" and "breeding pig" to sarcasm like "Does the gods also think about that object?", Meilin was so tired that she collapsed in the soft chair because of her just moving, and it seemed difficult to move her fingers, but she was extremely excited. She ignored it at all, covered her body, and just used the language of each plane to Xiang Feng Feiyang to be almost insulted.

Feng Feiyang wanted to make her angry, but it seemed like it would be endless. He couldn't help but stretch out a finger and decided to remind her, "...my lich, don't forget who called me just now with a stingy name like kissing my master..."

He told Meilin's face to turn bright red in that moment, which was in harmony with the flushing and silky sweat beads spreading across her body's limbs. She bit her lower lip hard and swallowed the second half of the mocking words back into her stomach.

Meilindi reacted that Feng Feiyang found it interesting, and thought he had taken the initiative again.

But he guessed wrongly...

When the thin lips, which were not blood-colored and slightly pale, were spitting out a "nuclear bomb weapon" that could cause severe damage to any man, "...ah, is there such a thing?" Merlin curled his lips and slandered, "It's fine just a smaller size. But it ended so early... How could it make people enjoy it?"

Merlin's counterattack point is even better, but the end of mortals angering the gods is always "miserable". At present, Feng Feiyang couldn't help but prove this with his actions...

He "wasted" a lot of time, so that when the rage stabilized, even the strong body tempered by the Book of Chaos became a little breathless. Not to mention Merlin, although she still wanted to continue laughing, she even lacked the strength to speak. As early as dozens of minutes ago, Merlin's voice had already changed from sharp to hoarseness in the low gasps.

"Now I know I'm so powerful." Feng Feiyang proudly announced his victory unilaterally while Merlin couldn't speak. His attitude stimulated the lich. The Undead Tower moved insignificantly under her thoughts. The spell against the attack like itching.

Feng Feiyang didn't care. Through the second long-term competition, he could roughly understand the character of Meilindi. He even took advantage of the time when he was lost and found many answers to questions - and these are things that Merlin could not say under normal circumstances.

I... seem to have found a more useful method than torture and confession...

Thinking of this, Feng Feiyang couldn't help but smile. He rolled his eyes again. He ignored her and decided to clean up the place and return to his secret hut.

He walked around the chair holding Meilin's limp and came to the wall facing the door and whispered the order. The secret door appeared in the stream of light and walked in. Feng Feiyang saw the willow boxes piled up half of the room.

The place where it is placed is a long-neck porcelain bottle in a uniform manner.

Its bottle is painted with a small magic array meaning "seal". It is closely bound to the black and red blood stains on the bottleneck.

Feng Feiyang picked up a bottle casually without opening it. He just made the divine thoughts touch a little, and he could feel the shrill and strong emotions in it.

Endless desire, endless anger, mixed with fear, hatred, cowardice, unwillingness, etc. The bunch of souls in the bottle still perfectly presents all the emotions at the moment of his death.

After they are refined, they will at least be medium-grade sin gems.

Without looking at it, Feng Feiyang came to this conclusion after just touching a few samples. The harvest made him a little astonishing - if he spent a small half of his soul, he could build a magic net that completely covered the entire continent. He put his own unique mark on all the wooden boxes and all the porcelain bottles, and then used his thoughts to feel the existence of the angel who claimed the death, and used her as the positioning point to transmit everything in the secret room.

Then, the gold, silver and jewelry accumulated in several other secret rooms, a small amount of precious metals (e.g., mitril silver, fine gold), experimental medicinal materials, utensils, magical items made by Merlin, and other objects were also prepared in the same way.

He had been busy for some time. When he walked through all the secret rooms and saw Merlin again, the lich had already found a black robe and put it on her body. She was still lying in the chair, a little lazy, and more angry, staring at him, "You are the guardian of the Nighthawk!"

Nighthawk is a thief, and Merlin used such words to accuse Feng Feiyang of his actions.

But after realizing that the Lich had a copper pea that was not fried or stewed in her previous life, Feng Feiyang completely lost interest in quarreling with her--there are at least two ways to deal with her now and get the desired effect, so he was not afraid that she would make a fuss. So he just smiled and said, "Even you are mine, how can these things be exceptional?"

Feng Feiyang came to the wall on the outer wall of the Undead Tower again, sent divine power in, and prepared to destroy the tower in one fell swoop. The negative energy accumulated by the Undead Tower could not resist the invasion of Haoran's divine power, and soon trembled. The bones on its outer wall began to fall off one by one, and the ground inside the tower gradually showed signs of landslide.

"What are you doing!" Merlin soon noticed this and cursed again, "You bastard! Do you know how long it took me and how much effort it took to build it? And you are going to ruin it!"

But cursing would only make Feng Feiyang speed up the process of destroying the ground... After realizing this, Merlin immediately changed her attitude--she forced herself to laugh, pretended to be pitiful, and begged Feng Feiyang: "Master, this tower can strengthen my strength and provide me with Mana. With it, I can at least strengthen the third place, not half of it! If you let it go, I can't help you with things!"

But begging for mercy was useless... Seeing that Feng Feiyang still showed no sign of stopping, Meilin continued for a while and then started cursing again...

Until she had lost her fresh words, and the destruction of the Undead Tower could no longer be reversed. Even if she didn't have to input divine power, it would collapse after it collapsed. Feng Feiyang took back his hand and walked to Meilin's side, ready to reach out and pick her up, and take her to teleport from here.

But Merlin opened his hand and ignored her actions, which would make her soul burn hot. She just stared at him with her red eyes that were jumping at the fire of the soul. She said in a deep voice: "Bastard, do you know what you did? All my efforts over the past hundreds of years have been ruined by you! You bastard. I will curse you forever, as long as I Merlin and Carl Merlis still exist on this crystal wall for one day. Revenge on you will last for a day..." She said, suddenly realizing that such a threat had been invalid to the man in front of her... She hugged the back of the chair behind her back, and refused to let go of her hand, but sneered: "If you want to get me out, just put me into that stone completely!"

Feng Feiyang didn't expect Merlin's reaction to be so strong. At this moment, he reached out his hand again, but was bitten back by Senshen's white teeth. Seeing Merlin trembling in the soft chair but refused to let go, he finally sighed and said, "This undead tower, are you building the bones of the witch heretics nominally hunted by the church? You can sense Mana's existence and subconsciously master it. Their talents can be considered high-quality. Building the undead tower with such bones is stronger than ordinary corpses--regardless of the condensation and conduction of Mana, their effects are amazing--I think that you who own this tower should be able to clearly feel this."

"If it weren't like that, you wouldn't have such a strong reaction at the moment." After sighing again, Feng Feiyang continued, "But everything has advantages and disadvantages. Since this tower can absorb Mana more easily, it will be easier to condense negative energy--and you should understand the effect of negative energy------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"So what!"

He bent down, looked at Meilin's face, and played with the silver show on her temples. The lich was eager to know the answer, so he did not dodge. Feng Feiyang suddenly asked: "Since you can set up an illusion array, it means you don't know anything about the gods and the divine nature. Then tell me, what are they?"

Merlin has been thinking about this question for hundreds of years, but she is still not sure. She hesitated and said in a slight manner, "... God is the rule, is the belief?"

"It's right..." Feng Feiyang smiled, "So, you seek divinity with such impurities and thoughts, is it a matter of seeking fish from Yuanmu..."

Feng Feiyang sighed, while Meilin looked at him without blinking his eyes, with no hatred in his eyes, full of curiosity, and longing for him to continue talking.

But Feng Feiyang smiled again, changed the topic and said something else, "Actually, there is something I'm quite strange..."

"Yeah? What do you want to say, Master."

"...What's the use of holding the chair tightly like that..." As he spoke, Feng Feiyang suddenly reached out and bounced between Meilin's forehead. In an instant, the two of them came to the open space outside in the Undead Tower.

This incident caught Mei Lin off guard. After a long time of shock, he watched the towering tower of undead tower fall to the ground with his own eyes. Then he realized that the cute Chong Feng Feiyang gritted his teeth and whispered, "You bastard, those words just now are actually lies! It's just to attract my effect!"

"Maybe." Feng Feiyang shrugged, not looking at Merlin's pretty face that was originally very pale, but now even blue. He walked to the front of the few dead knights who were bound by him, suddenly stretched out his fingers and used the dissociation technique to turn the dead knight named Hayn into dust floating in the wind. He said to himself, "I still feel a little sad." He sighed again, "Well, this can save a lot of trouble."

Merlin roared softly and sounded at the right time, "Why are you?"

"No, I just looked at it and felt disliked." Feng Feiyang turned around and said to her with a smile.

"Just dislike it?" Merlin couldn't help but angrily, "Do you know what kind of strength a psychic like him possess after being transformed into the Knight of the Dead!"

Holding her chin to think about it, Feng Feiyang replied, "It's probably greater than level 7, not level 8, and it's a god-controlled soldier." Then he nodded in agreement with her, "This kind of strength is good in the upper material world."

"But..." He continued before Merlin started to mock him: "So what, for the gods, whether it is a god-controlled army or an adventurer, they are all things that can be consumed. Except for heroic spirits, other things are consumed, which is not worth it at all."

Feng Feiyang said that Meilin had grinded her teeth for a while--she was indeed transformed into a vampire now, but it was also surprising, without the iconic "tiger teeth"--she thought for a while before she said angrily, "You guys are indeed like this, and there is no difference in essence!"

"It's just a different focus, you may understand it in the future." After a brief explanation, Feng Feiyang said interestingly, "But your attitude towards that thing is very interesting - it becomes like this, isn't it thanks to you?"

Meilin was speechless and could only snort coldly. During this period, she opened her mouth several times, but she didn't say anything. However, Feng Feiyang suddenly waved his hand and smiled, "Actually, whether it is you or Lifa'er, I don't care about the things you have in the past, nor am I interested in understanding them---I will never ask you for any inquiries unless necessary..."

He said, slowly walking to Merlin's side, stroked her body with his hands, touched her soul with his divine power, and then whispered in her ear, "But you should also understand the relationship between us: you belong to me, from now on, forever!"

Feng Feiyang let go of his hand, stood up, took a little step back, and formally introduced to Meilin, "I am Feng Feiyang, your master, and the only master of all things in this plane!"

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