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Chapter 672 Pulling Out Your Hair to See If You Are Convinced

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    In Ye Wuxin's eyes, Yang Yiyun broke the left wing of the Fenglei Bird Demon King with a fist, but this was not over, and then Yang Yiyun's figure flashed and landed on the Demon King's back.

    Then raised his fist~

    At this time, Ye Wuxin closed her eyes and mourned the demon king in her heart: "It is also a blessing that you, a mutant demon king, cultivated in your previous life to get into trouble with Mr. Yang~"

    "Bump, touch~"

    "Ho Ho Ho ~"

    Next, Ye Wuxin heard the sound of Yang Yiyun punching to the flesh, of course it was the sound of a punch hitting the demon king and the demon king screaming.

    Ye Wuxin could hear the mutant demon king's screams, full of boundless anger and deep helplessness, maybe the demon king didn't expect it to be so miserable, right?

    Or more, I never thought that Yang Yiyun would be so so shameless.

    Just beat violently, the key to violent beating is not to change the place, just hit in one place, it almost makes the demon king vomit blood.

    Someone Yang rode on its neck, but he beat it so violently that the feathers on the neck were all wiped out, and white feathers flew all over the sky.

    As far as Yang Yiyun was concerned, he remembered what the old man said, he could beat him hard until the demon king surrendered, so he never stopped beating violently when he caught the opportunity from the very beginning.

    It's even more enjoyable now, riding directly on the demon king's neck and waving his fists, the beating is even more enjoyable.

    While beating, he was still asking: "Are you convinced?"

    "Bump, touch~"

    "Are you convinced?"

    "Bump, touch~"

    What answered him was the demon king's angry screams.

    Half an hour after the beating, even Yang felt his hands were sore, but he still didn't stop, and was beating violently.

    But I was thinking in my heart: "Listening to the voice of this beast is still full of anger, is this unconvinced? No, it seems unacceptable to continue like this, and we must find a way."

    After this thought was closed, Yang Yiyun saw an interesting scene in his peripheral vision.

    He was grabbing the demon king's neck with one hand, and beating violently with the other hand, and the demon king screamed when he was hit by every punch, but he didn't show any signs of giving in.  Or the claws are constantly moving.

    It's normal to move the claws, it's strange to be beaten and not move.

    But the strange scene was that when Yang Yiyun saw that the demon king was moving, he was still avoiding the feathers on the ground. It was the feathers that fell from his body, and he seemed afraid of being trampled on.

    Although the Fenglei Bird is a mutated bird king, its feathers are ordinary feathers, and there is nothing unique about it. Yang Yiyun knows this very well.

    However, this beast did not forget to evade its feathers during the beating, for fear of being trampled on, this is not normal.

    There can only be one reason for not stepping on one's own feathers, and that is that the Fenglei Bird Demon King cherishes his own feathers very much.

    When thinking of this, Yang Yiyun suddenly smiled badly.

    Whether people are suspicious of monsters, beasts, birds or other living beings, there must be a soft spot on the body. This dead spot is not necessarily a deadly spot on the body, it may be an inconspicuous place or thing in the eyes of others, which is the dead spot.

    Now that Yang Yiyun thought about it, the Achilles' heel of the Fenglei Bird Demon King was its snow-white feathers all over his body. What if all the feathers on the Demon King's body were pulled out?

    See if you surrender or not?

    When he beat you up violently, he was really tough, so change his mind to deal with it.

    Immediately, someone Yang laughed, and turned his punches into claws.

    Facing the pure white feathers on Fenglei Bird Demon King's neck, he began to pluck them.

    "Puff puff ~"

    The hand speed was very fast, and the feathers flew up all over the sky while waving, like large flakes of goose feathers and big snowflakes.

    Hahaha laughed loudly and said, "My buddy plucked all the hair on your body today, let's see if you accept it or not?"

    "Roar~"

    The demon king roared angrily, wanting to throw Yang Yiyun off his back, but how could someone Yang make him do what he wished, and besides, Yun Tianxie's powerful spirit could barely suppress him, the demon king really had no choice.

    Being in Yang Yiyun's domain, he was suppressed invisibly, even lost one of his wings, and now he can't even keep his hair.

    In the roar of the demon king, Yang Yiyun finally heard a trembling sound.

    He was overjoyed in his heart, he guessed right, the feathers of this animal were its Achilles heel.

    Unexpectedly, he was not afraid of violent beatings, but he was afraid of his feathers being pulled out.

    After finding the soft spot of the demon king, Yang Yiyun hit harder, and he will finish it with a few swipes.More than half of the feathers on the king's neck were plucked.

    "Roar~"

    At this moment, the demon king's voice suddenly changed, full of trills.

    Someone Yang became more and more complacent, and when he raised his hand to start a new round, a turning point finally happened.

    There was a voice begging for mercy in my mind: "Don't stop, stop, this king surrenders, give in~"

    This voice sounded very crisp, like a teenager talking, with begging for mercy and fear in his tone.

    Yang Yiyun was taken aback for a moment, and when he realized it, he laughed. He knew it was the voice of the Mutant Wind Thunder Bird King. Although he didn't speak human words, he could transmit the sound directly into his mind with mental power to achieve the purpose of communication.

    "Did you really take it? Fake it?" Yang Yiyun spoke directly, and he didn't need mental power, anyway, the demon king could understand.

    "This king convinced~" Fenglei Bird King's voice was still a little hesitant.

    Someone Yang stared, snorted, and plucked out two handfuls of feathers with two puffs.

    "Ah~ I'm really convinced, I'm really convinced, don't pull it out, my king's feathers~" The demon king's spiritual power sound transmission screamed like a pig in Yang Yiyun's mind.

    "Hehe, if you really surrender, show your sincerity to my buddies, and if you hear a sentence that you dare to be king in front of your buddies, pull out your hair and grill it, believe it or not?"  The villain's triumphant appearance has eaten the demon king to death.

    After a few breaths of silence, the demon king said: "The little demon is willing to surrender the imprint of the demon soul of his destiny to submit to the master~"

    After finishing speaking, Yang Yiyun saw a pure white light flying from the top of the demon king's head, and then it turned into a pocket version of the Thunderbird and flew towards Yang Yiyun.

    Yang Yiyun knew at a glance that this was the imprint of Fenglei Bird King's natal soul. As long as he took charge of this mark, he was in charge of the life and death of the demon king, and he could make the demon king fly away with a single thought.

    Without the slightest politeness, Yang Yiyun directly took the demon king's soul imprint into the sea of ??consciousness with a thought.

    The next moment, he felt an invisible connection with the demon king. He could feel any malicious thoughts towards him immediately, and if Yang Yiyun, the master, died in the future, the demon king would follow him.  The soul flies away, this is the power of mastering the imprint of the soul of the soul.

    However, the death of the demon king did not affect the master Yang Yiyun in the slightest.

    It is conceivable that in order to survive in the future, the demon king will also desperately protect the safety of Yang Yiyun, the master.

    Diao'er and Monkey Doudou are incompatible with each other. Diao'er and Monkey Doudou are equally bound by Yang Yiyun's spirit and soul, and they can sense each other, but the death of both will not be affected.

    But the Fenglei Bird Demon King is a completely unequal contract, which is tantamount to a lifelong contract of prostitution. Yang Yiyun controls his life, and he can kill the Demon King with a single thought.

    Then Yang Yiyun said cheerfully: "Okay, from now on you will be called Xiaobai~"

    During the speech, Yang Yiyun jumped off the Fenglei Bird King and finally let it go, but a large circle of feathers on the neck of the Demon King was plucked, making it ugly and bare.

    "Master can you change your name, this king oh no, the little demon is the supreme monster clan known as Fenglei after all, master, you Xiaobai is too much?" The demon king said cautiously, of course  It is still the spiritual power to communicate with Yang Yiyun, but now that the natal demon soul is given to Yang Yiyun, the communication is more convenient.

    Someone Yang stared at him and said, "Just call me Xiaobai, don't bargain with me, and at the last word, pluck your hair~"

    This sentence was heavier than the punishment for the Fenglei Bird Demon King, so he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, the little demon will not say anything, from now on the little demon will be called Xiaobai, as long as the master is willing, you can call him anything."

    The majestic and mutated Fenglei Bird King has completely surrendered to Yang's darkness.

    "That's about the same. Let me say Xiaobai. From now on, as long as you are obedient, the owner is still very reasonable, don't you understand?" Mr. Yang is really proud at the moment.

    "Yes, Xiaobai understands that the master is the most reasonable and the best master in the world." The demon king twitched in his heart to flatter him, he couldn't do without it, he was afraid that someone would pluck his hair if he disagreed.

    Someone Yang blushed rarely: "Ahem, cough, I never thought you were a shameless bird, haha, but I like people like you who love to tell the truthwell, you are a bird." (Remember this website website: www.  hlnovel.com
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