Looking at Chen Feng who was struggling, Cao Xiong felt relieved all over and was wiped out by the humiliation he brought.

Looking at Chen Feng condescendingly, Cao Xiong smiled wildly, with endless mockery in his words: "Chen Feng, if you kneel down and beg for mercy, you will submit to my League of Legends from now on and become one of my dogs, I can consider mercy you forever!"

"This is the opportunity that many people dream of, how lucky are you?"

Cao Xiong walked over, stepped on Chen Feng's head with one foot, and squatted down to look at him: "How is it like being stepped on by someone? Isn't it very comfortable? You will like this feeling!"

The arrogant laughter echoed in the air like thunder. Cao Xiong tried hard to step on Chen Feng's face and deformed.

Chen Feng could not take care of Cao Xiong at all now, and the familiar power of Taotie returned to his body. He wandered in his meridians and devoured Cao Xiong's spiritual energy.

"What's going on?" Chen Feng was puzzled. Wasn't the power of Taotie suppressed by the rune stone gun?

How could it appear in his body without warning?

"How can this power be produced? Can the rune stone guns no longer suppress the power of Taotie?"

For a moment, many thoughts flashed through Chen Feng's mind.

While he was thinking, the power of Taotie had absorbed all the spiritual energy.

After absorbing it, he stayed quietly in his dantian without any intention of leaving.

"We must find a way to force the Taotie out of our body as soon as possible." Chen Feng murmured, with a headache.

The danger of Han Xuan Bingyan has not been resolved yet, and the power of Taotie began to repeat again.

Chen Feng didn't notice Cao Xiong's words when he was thinking.

"Okay, Chen Feng, don't give you a way out, so don't blame me for being rude!"

Cao Xunxiong muttered something, and a red line seemed to come alive with his voice, twisting his body and drilling into Chen Feng's mind.

"Ah! My head!"

The sharp pain made Chen Feng scream, his skull was forcibly abandoned, and his flesh was crushed. Before he could get used to it, he seemed to be roasted on fire.

After the pain disappeared, Chen Feng was like a drowning fish, gasping for breath. Looking at the red line that appeared in his mind, Chen Feng subconsciously felt something was wrong.

He attacked tentatively, and the red line instantly entangled towards him. No matter how Chen Feng struggled, it would be useless.

Even after his forged consciousness was entangled by the red thread, he could not break free.

"Chen Feng, from now on, you should become my Cao Xiong's puppet."

Looking at Chen Feng, whose eyes were dull but still struggling, Cao Xiong felt a sense of pleasure. He fantasized in his mind that Chen Feng became a boxer, killing all over the world in his newly opened venue, and winning him countless money.

As the red line continued to wrap around the body, Chen Feng's consciousness became more and more blurred, and his mind was chaotic, and he couldn't even remember who he was.
Chapter completed!