Chapter 150 Devouring

There are many kinds of pain in the world, and being burned to death by fire is definitely one of the most unbearable pains.

[Aren't they trying to burn the Divine Gods with fire? To them, it's just a matter of giving an order, paying lip service to it, and completely ignoring the pain that others may be experiencing in the process.]

[Since I can't empathize with them, I don't mind letting them experience it themselves. ]

The members of the Bu Shen tribe felt relieved and thought of their relatives who had died tragically. They began to cry as they watched.

Some people just couldn't bear to watch it and turned their heads away.

But from beginning to end, no one spoke up to plead for them.

This is what they deserve, they deserve to die!

The doors and windows of the main hall were all closed, and after everything was over, the smell couldn't dissipate for a while, it was so strange.

Ling Qing frowned, then raised his hand and performed a spell. Then, the only scent left in the room was the fresh smell of the forest after the rain.

Now she felt much more comfortable, and Mo Jiuwei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, benefactor, for avenging our blood feud!" A member of the Divine Clan knelt down and kowtowed to Mo Jiuwei.

Their grandfather and father died at the hands of the patriarch, and now that the patriarch is dead, the revenge has been avenged.

"No, it's not over yet."

Mo Jiuwei looked at the guard who was guarding the entrance to the hall, who was shaking with fear and almost fainting.

There were originally two guards here. They had wanted to escape as early as when those people were burned. One of them put his hand on the door to open it, but he disappeared the next moment.

The remaining guard was so frightened that he dared not move at all.

"Those 'exiled people' live in Xuezhang Courtyard, right?" Mo Jiuwei asked.

The exiled people, that is, those members of the Wind Chasers who disagreed with their iron-blooded approach, were despised and abandoned. Even their residences were not together with other people, but were placed in even more remote and desolate places.

If anyone "figures it out" during this period, they can surrender and move out of Xuezhangyuan.

In other words, the tribesmen who still live in Xuezhangyuan are not in favor of war and do not have any karma.

"…Yes." The guard nodded frantically, fearing that he would be burned to death if he answered slowly.

"Where is the great alchemist Feng Qing?" Mo Jiuwei asked again.

[Feng Qing should have appeared in the hall. After all, his status in the clan is very high. There is no reason not to call him at this time.]

[But Feng Qing was definitely not among those people just now. ]

[While on the road, Chen Hong described Feng Qing's characteristics, and those people did not fit the description.]

[Since he didn't come, he must be away from the valley, or he has something else to do.]

"He wants to make the elixir today, and it's at a critical moment." said the guard.

"Okay, except for him, there are also those people from the Xuezhang Courtyard. Call the rest of the people and have them gather in the main hall. Tell them that the clan leader has something to say." Mo Jiuwei stared at him expressionlessly, "If you dare to say something you shouldn't..."

"No, I won't... Don't worry, I will do it!" the man said hurriedly.

Mo Jiuwei hummed, then looked at Ling Qing.

"Please hold out your hand," she said.

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Ling Qing stretched out his hand as she was told.

Mo Jiuwei chuckled, then put her hand close to his.

A faint black flame appeared and disappeared on Lingqing's palm, but it had no temperature and no murderous aura.

Ling Qing was stunned for a moment, and his tribesmen were also alarmed for nothing.

"I'll leave this thing here to you." Mo Jiuwei said, "With it, you, the Bu Shen tribe, can avenge your previous shame today and truly avenge your people."

[A little black god will also be very obedient. ]

Ling Qing was moved, "Thank you very much."

"You want to go find Feng Qing? We'll go with you." Chen Lan probably guessed Mo Jiuwei's thoughts and said.

Mo Jiuwei was very surprised, but still shook her head, "You guys stay here and help them. Senior Sister Du can take me to find Feng Qing."

[Alas, I can't even be lazy and say less. I've said almost as much in the past few days as I did in a year.]

[Hurry up and finish this job, and I will continue to be a little mute! ]

Du Yue smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take you there."

The place where the great alchemist Feng Qing lives is easy to find. It is very close to the main hall and you can get there without walking far.

There was a restriction under the door, and Mo Jiuwei couldn't open it, so she and Du Yue could only knock on the door frantically.

If it were someone else, they would never dare to offend Master Feng like this. Who doesn't know how much this master is valued by the clan leaders? Besides, Feng Qing has always had a bad temper and is very hot-tempered. If anyone dares to disturb him like this, he will be seriously injured if not killed!

This was indeed the case. After a while of continuous knocking on the door, the door was suddenly pushed open from the inside, accompanied by angry curses.

"What are you filming for? Are you looking for death? Look at me, your grandfather—"

He stretched out his palm and was about to slap the person on the head.

Feng Qing knew very well that the clan leaders would only send him a message when they had something to do. Even if they came to him for urgent matters, they would just knock on the door and wait for him to finish his work.

So apart from those ignorant youngsters, there will be no one else.

It just so happened that the younger generation let him beat and scold them, and no one dared to say anything.

But this palm hit nothing.

Du Yue was standing on the other side of the door, which just didn't go his way.

Mo Jiuwei was on the ground at this time. She was too short for the slap to hit her.

Feng Qing was stunned for a moment and frowned, "Who are you? What do you want from me?"

[Is this the person who used Dan Fire to fuse the Crane Spirit Fire? ]

[That's all.]

The reason why Mo Jiuwei came to find Feng Qing specifically was because of his Dan Fire.

The Bu Shen clan almost died from this man's elixir fire and spiritual fire. He was not the owner of the spiritual fire, but he was familiar with the other party and was very likely a blood relative.

That's why his blood relatives gave him a portion of their spiritual fire, allowing it to merge with the Dan fire and become something far superior to ordinary Dan fire.

For an alchemist, whether it is alchemy fire or spiritual fire, its purpose is to make alchemy better, not to kill people or rob.

But this person used fire as a weapon and let his tribesmen use it to kill others, which was really too much.

When Mo Jiuwei was looking at Feng Qing, Feng Qing was also looking at her, and his eyes were full of calculation and cruelty.

"What a beautiful little girl, with delicate skin and tender flesh. Her skin and flesh have a pure and sweet smell. If I could use it to make pills..." Feng Qing said, and he even licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue drooling.

Du Yue was stunned for a moment, then became furious, "How dare you!"

"If you live a little longer, even the air will become dirty."

Mo Jiuwei frowned, and without further ado, she allowed the black god's spiritual fire to strangle his consciousness.

Feng Qing fell straight down without even a scream.

The Crow God began to burn his body, and when it reached his dantian, the fire seemed to grow bigger, accompanied by a small "Ah Wu" sound.

It is happy.