Zhang Zhexue smiled and said, "As long as I control your life and death, I will not control your honor and disgrace. Who is Situ Aimu? I don't like you, an old woman."

"You are the old woman." Feng Feifei suddenly screamed. If it weren't for the seventy-two flying swords pressing against her skin, she would probably have pounced on Zhang Zhexue.

"Okay, okay, you are not an old woman, you are a little beauty, right? Just kidding? " Zhang Zhexue curled his lips, walked to Luo Er, patted his shoulder and said to Feng Feifei: "Master Feng Valley, did you hate your senior brother very much before, right? Then let me tell you that your senior brother's dantian and Nascent Soul have been sealed by this Gui Jiu long ago, so you wronged him. It's not that he doesn't want to save you, but that he can't save you."

Feng Feifei said ah, saying, "What you said is true?"

Zhang Zhexue smiled and said, "Of course it's true. Do I need to lie to you? If you don't believe me, please ask your senior brother."

Feng Feifei looked at Luo Er and asked, "Senior Brother, is what he said true?"

Luo Er sighed long and said, "What he said is true, junior sister, do you think I will harm you? If the Dantian and Nascent Soul were not sealed, would I let Gui Jiu bully you like this? Could it be..."

Seeing that Luo Er was about to turn the scene into a confession meeting, Zhang Zhexue interrupted him and said, "Okay, stop talking. I know you have been in love with your junior sister for more than a thousand years, but you don't want to confess at this time. I'm robbing. Can you respect my profession?"

Luo Er hated Zhang Zhexue to interrupt his chance of confessing, and waited hard for Zhang Zhexue and stopped talking.

Zhang Zhexue smiled at Luo Er, turned to Feng Feifei and said, "Master Feng Valley, I think you must know your senior brother's feelings for you, know that he is in love with you, and I have never seen his senior brother and sister be together for more than a thousand years and have not become a couple. He guessed that he was going to die today, so he confessed to you. After he is afraid that he will die, you still don't know his love for you. Fellow Daoist Luo, am I right?"

Luo Er didn't expect that Zhang Zhexue would say everything he wanted to say, and hurriedly nodded to Feng Feifei, blushing as if he was about to drip bleeding.

Feng Feifei looked at Luo Er and felt a little ashamed. How could she not see Luo Er’s affection for her? But when she saw Luo Er and Gui Jiu standing together, she immediately thought that Luo Er had betrayed her, not being controlled by others. At this time, she knew the truth and was immediately ashamed of her misunderstanding, so she said to Luo Er: "Senior Brother, I'm sorry, I blamed you for your mistake."

Luo Er shook his hands and said nervously: "It's okay, it's okay, junior sister, as long as you know my heart. I originally thought that if you die, I would find an opportunity to kill Gui Jiu and then commit suicide to accompany you."

When Feng Feifei heard this, tears came down and she choked and said, "Senior Brother, I understand."

Zhang Zhexue slapped and smiled, "Okay, okay, don't tell each other here. Master Feng Valley, in a word, are you willing to sign the ghost slave contract with me? If you don't want to, then I will kill Luo Er first, and then kill the entire Feng Fei Valley people."

"Dare you?" Feng Feifeili shouted.

Zhang Zhexue walked to Gui Jiu with a smile, without saying a word. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he inserted his right hand into Gui Jiu's lower abdomen, grabbed his Nascent Soul in his hand and pulled it out, then took out more than a dozen talismans and put them on it, put them in a jade box, and then pasted more than a dozen seals, and received them into the storage ring. Then he slapped Gui Jiu's head with a palm and let his body fall to the ground.

Then Leng Yue released from the Holy Beast Palace and said to her: "Fellow Daoist Leng Yue, help me search his body."

Leng Yue looked at the surroundings and saw that no one could threaten Zhang Zhexue, so she responded and flew downwards.

Seeing Zhang Zhexue suddenly released a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, everyone was shocked and shocked, including Feng Feifei and Luo Er.

Zhang Zhexue smiled and pointed at Feng Feifei, saying, "Feng San, if you say something else, I will take Luo Er's Nascent Soul, remove his soul, and burn it with fire for thousands of years." He smiled sinisterly and said, "You can try to self-destruct and see if your current cultivation can be suppressed by my nine golden dragons."

Zhang Zhexue's words happened to be what Feng Feifei wanted to do. She estimated that Zhang Zhexue was right. Now, with her cultivation level, it is difficult to self-destruct, so she gritted her teeth and said, "It's not impossible to sign a ghost slave contract with you, but you have to swear, you can't touch me a finger and then let my senior brother go."

"You can't sign the ghost slave contract with him and just let him take my Nascent Soul." Luo Er suddenly screamed.

"Shut up." Zhang Zhexue closed Luo Er's mouth and said to Feng Feifei: "I can make a vow to not touch you a single thread." After that, he made a vow without hesitation.

Zhang Zhexue's heart stood up, and everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. They felt that things had a turnaround, and they all looked at Zhang Zhexue and Feng Feifei nervously.

Feng Feifei looked at the nine golden dragons around him and the flying sword that was already pressing on the skin, then looked at Leng Yue, who was busy below, and estimated whether he could teleport. After turning his mind around, he felt that he really had no chance to escape, so he sighed and said, "Okay, I signed the ghost slave contract with you, but you want to let my senior brother go."

Zhang Zhexue was secretly happy and nodded and said, "That's natural. Now you can let go of the sea of ​​consciousness. I will sign the ghost slave contract with you."

At this time, Leng Yue had already plundered Gui Jiu's body and jumped behind Zhang Zhexue.

Feng Feifei looked up at the sky and pondered for a while, closed her eyes and said, "Come on."

Zhang Zhexue said: "Fellow Daoist Leng Yue, help me protect the Dharma." As he said that, his spiritual sense was poked out and headed straight for Feng Feifei's seal hall.

Zhang Zhexue was very comfortable in planting the ghost slave contract. In just a dozen breathing time, he planted the ghost slave contract on Feng Feifei's soul and then took back his spiritual sense.

Feng Feifei felt that there was a shackle on his soul and knew that from today on, he would no longer be a free person. Life and death were all in the thoughts of others. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel sad from his heart, and two lines of tears fell.

Zhang Zhexue did not let Feng Feifei go, but turned to Luo Er and said, "Fellow Daoist Luo, now your junior sister has signed the Ghost Slave Creek with me. Her life and death are just in my mind. If you don't sign the Ghost Slave Creek with me, then I will let your junior sister die immediately. If you don't want her to die, please let go of the sea of ​​consciousness and let me live in the Ghost Slave Creek. If you agree, nod, and shake your head if you don't agree."

Before Luo Er nodded or shook his head, Feng Feifei suddenly shouted: "You promised me to let go of my senior brother, you have made a vow."

Zhang Zhexue smiled and said, "I lied to you just now, but I didn't want to let your senior brother go. Think about it carefully. Did I bring your senior brother with me when I just made a pledge?"

Feng Feifei was stunned and recalled for a while. Only then did he realize that Zhang Zhexue hurriedly made a vow, but just vowed not to touch him, but did not say that he would let Luo Er go. He agreed to let Luo Er go was already a matter of what he had made a vow.

"You lied to me! I'm going to kill you." Feng Feifei roared and jumped toward Zhang Zhexue, but before she could move, she suddenly had a headache. Her soul seemed to be stabbed by thousands of needles, and she suddenly rolled into the air, and bursts of wailing came from her mouth.

Zhang Zhexue smiled coldly and said, "I have signed the ghost slave certificate and I am still thinking about killing me? Joke, as long as you have this idea, your life and death will depend on whether I am happy or not."

Seeing Feng Feifei struggling desperately, Luo Er showed a look of pain on his face, and stood in front of Zhang Zhexue and nodded desperately.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhexue removed the true energy from his mouth.

"I am willing to sign the ghost slave contract with you, as long as you let Feifei go." Luo Erneng spoke and said hurriedly.

Zhang Zhexue said: "Let go of your sea of ​​consciousness and never resist."

Luo Er nodded and closed his eyes.

After more than ten breaths, Zhang Zhexue withdrew his spiritual consciousness and immediately withdrew his punishment to Feng Feifei, saying to Luo Er: "Follow me with peace of mind. I won't enslave you. Signing the ghost slave contract is just a guarantee. When I go back to the mountain gate, I will hold the wedding for you two. I really don't know what you think. I've been together for more than a thousand years and I'm so hard to confess my love? There is no such pleasure as a practitioner."

As soon as Feng Feifei's punishment was gone, the head of the gate immediately stopped hurting. She heard what Zhang Zhexue said to Luo Er, and she couldn't help but move in her heart. She sighed a long time ago, standing there without saying anything.

When Luo Er heard Zhang Zhexue say this, his resentment towards him was immediately gone. He turned to look at Feng Feifei. Seeing that she did not object, he was happy again and his resentment towards Zhang Zhexue became much more. Perhaps after Zhang Zhexue helped him hold a wedding with Feng Feifei, he would be grateful to Zhang Zhexue.

Zhang Zhexue didn't say much, and reached out to transform the seal on Luo Er's dantian, then took out a bottle of elixir and threw it to Luo Er, saying, "Fellow Daoist Luo, this is the restoration pill of the Cha family in the Eastern Qin Kingdom. If you finish one bottle, just practice for an hour and refine it, your sweetheart's true energy can be replenished. Take it to her and help her protect the Dharma by the way."

Luo Er took the jade bottle, gave a bow to Zhang Zhexue, and then flew towards Feng Feifei.

Seeing that Feng Feifei and Luo Er finally solved the problem successfully, Zhang Zhexue breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said to everyone around him, "If you are willing to surrender to me, you will gather in front of me. If you don't want to, it will be simple. Just let me kill you."

When everyone heard Zhang Zhexue's unreasonable and strange words, they cursed in their hearts, but the form was better than others. Even if these hundreds of people were added together, they were no match for others. What else could they do? Let's surrender.
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