I have a devouring system for spiritual energy recovery

The first battle of the question and answer system is quite beautiful.

Originally, Qiu Lingfeng only thought that this question and answer system was rubbish, but now it seems that the ability to ask and answer questions by himself is still very good.

Because in this way, you can force your opponent to be on the same starting line as yourself.

Of course, the so-called same starting line is just what it seems.

In fact, without his golden finger system, Zhang Chufeng was just an insignificant person in Qiu Lingfeng's eyes.

After completing your own questions and the answers to the questions take effect.

Qiu Lingfeng immediately realized that if he didn't pick Zhang Chufeng to attack now, how long would he wait?

Under the restrictions of the question and answer system, Zhang Chufeng could no longer read the file and return to the timeline.

"If I had known he had such a skill, I could have directly restricted his system functions and killed him immediately."

"No, maybe I have thought of this before, but it was just because Zhang Chufeng returned to time so fast that I had no time to use the question and answer system to restrict him." Qiu Lingfeng murmured to himself.

Om-!

A star appeared in front of Zhang Chufeng, and then Qiu Lingfeng's figure appeared in front of him.

Qiu Lingfeng did not show his true face, but wore a black cloak to cover up his figure and face.

Because the palace is full of secret guards, if Qiu Lingfeng doesn't act quickly.

It will definitely alert a large number of secret guards. If the Immortal Lord is alerted by then, Qiu Lingfeng can only avoid the edge temporarily.

Zhang Chufeng saw the black-robed figure suddenly appearing in front of him and immediately wanted to get up and call for help.

However, Zhang Chufeng was still a step slow.

Before Zhang Chufeng stood up, Qiu Lingfeng decisively drew his sword:

"Destruction of the Sword Intention—Draw the sword and strike!"

Squeeze!

A jingle sounded.

A white line appeared in the void, directly cutting through the space and dividing things on both sides of the space.

Among them was Zhang Chufeng’s head.

Pfft——!

Blood flowed like a injection, gushing out.

Zhang Chufeng's head was also blown away due to blood pressure and rolled to the ground.

Bang!

Qiu Lingfeng crushed Zhang Chufeng's head with his foot.

Don't give the other party a chance to survive.

"Swallow!" Qiu Lingfeng called the devouring system to start working quickly.

[Ding dong——! 】

[The devouring system has captured the archive system and is devouring it! 】

The devouring system captured the breath of the archive system and immediately started devouring it.

"No, sir, I don't want to die! I can work for you!" A panicked cry for mercy sounded in Qiu Lingfeng's mind.

This is the awareness of the archive system.

"After you are swallowed and merged, you can also be used by me." Qiu Lingfeng replied in a cold tone.

"Give it to me!"

【Ok, no problem! 】

The Devouring System certainly won't be polite.

[Ding dong——! 】

[The archive system has been devoured. The devouring system is being upgraded. Please do not close the system program. 】

After the swallowing system finished speaking, it fell into silence and upgraded.

Qiu Lingfeng glanced at the red and white things on the soles of his feet and stepped away decisively.

Now that Zhang Chufeng has been killed, it is time to resolve Zhang Yanshuang's matter.

Zhang Yanshuang is the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor and the former master of Sword Spirit. For the sake of this relationship, Qiu Lingfeng definitely needs to win over the other party.

It's just that there is no rush to win over Zhang Yanshuang.

Just let the clone stay here and continue to look at Zhang Yanshuang.

If Zhang Yanshuang's talent is really hopelessly poor, then Qiu Lingfeng can only aggrieve him.

First kill Zhang Yanshuang, take away the Immortal Emperor's soul from him, then collect all the Immortal Emperor's souls, and then help that Immortal Emperor reshape his body.

Squeak-!

As soon as Qiu Lingfeng left, a palace maid opened the door and walked into the room.

When she saw the corpse on the ground clearly, her face instantly turned pale, and then she screamed in horror:

"what--!!!!!!"

half day time.

The murder of His Highness the Fifth Prince Zhang Chufeng spread in the palace.

Emperor Lingzhu was even more furious at this.

He was already convinced that someone was secretly targeting the royal family.

First they blew up the Spring Festival Altar, and then they targeted the princes and princesses.

"The other party is definitely prepared, otherwise how could he pick Feng'er to attack?" Emperor Lingzhu clenched his fists, feeling extremely painful in his heart.

On the surface, he was indifferent to the brothers Zhang Chufeng and Zhang Yanshuang, but in fact this was a compromise made by Emperor Lingzhu to protect the brothers and sisters.

Because the forces entrenched in this imperial capital are so complex that they are far beyond what he alone can say.

On the surface, he is Emperor Ayatake, who is superior to millions of people, but he, the emperor, cannot do whatever he wants.

He also has limitations everywhere, that is, the ministers of the DPRK and other forces.

People like Zhang Chufeng and Zhang Yanshuang who did not have the support of the maternal power could not be protected by the emperor alone.

Therefore, Emperor Ayazhu could only deliberately alienate these two children and keep them away from the complicated officialdom.

But I didn't expect that someone would pick Zhang Chufeng now!

Moreover, the place where Zhang Chufeng was killed was still in the palace.

Emperor Lingzhu Long Yan was so angry that he directly pressed the secret guard commander's head and rubbed it on the inkstone in his study.

The secret guard commander was force-fed a belly full of ink, and he didn't dare to get angry. He was only filled with endless fear.

Emperor Ayazhu has never had such a big fire since he came to the throne.

Even on the day when the altar was bombed during the Spring Festival, Emperor Ayatake had never been so out of character.

Now, he is nothing like an ordinary middle-aged man who is angry and has no regal bearing at all.

"How on earth do the people under your command do things?! Feng'er was actually killed in his own palace! Tell me quickly! Are you a spy?" Emperor Lingzhu pressed the head of the secret guard commander, his eyes were about to split, Furious.

The secret guard leader was trembling, his face covered with ink.

"Your Majesty, calm down... wait... gulu gulu..." Before the secret guard commander could finish his words, Emperor Ayazhu held his head again and drank ink.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Emperor Lingzhu lost his mind and pressed the head of the secret guard commander and smashed it on the inkstone crazily.

Bang-!

In the end, the hard inkstone was directly smashed.

Countless ink dots splashed and landed on Emperor Lingzhu's white clothes.