Fantasy: The Path of the Villain

Su Yi in front of Bibi Dong first raised his eyebrows, and then showed a somewhat happy expression on his face.

Immediately afterwards, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took out a white ball that was only the size of a stone.

"Mother and Mother Niyang Pill, after taking it, a child will definitely be born, even if it is not a matter of husband and wife, a child will be born." Su Yi's eyes flashed brightly, and he looked at Bibi Dong with great interest, "You Should I feed you? Or should you eat it yourself?"

This is a elixir that can make women create something out of nothing. Its effect is equivalent to that of Zimu River in the Daughter Kingdom, but this is an upgraded version of the elixir.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, while looking blankly at the little white ball floating in front of her.

"What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean? It means that your so-called condition is not established."

As soon as the words fell, a force tore at the body of "Bibi Dong" at this time, causing her to return to the place where she was originally pinned down.

At the same time, Qian Xun Ji also acted proudly, but before his excited eyes revealed a fierce look, he was frozen again when he reached out to touch Bibi Dong.

"This is me, is this freedom?" Holding her aching forehead, Bibi Dong took a few steps back, "This feeling, the soul power has returned?!"

She was very excited and happy when she realized that the soul power and martial soul in her body had returned to her.

But the next moment, Bibi Dong saw something that she would never forget and unbelievable.

I saw that Chihiro Ji, who was motionless, showed a ferocious expression on his face, as if he was enduring great pain, he tried his best not to make a sound.

Immediately afterwards, the arms and legs snapped and bent at an unimaginable angle.

He just bent out of thin air without falling to the ground, and Chihiro Ji's bloodshot eyes popped out even more, but he still couldn't make the slightest sound.

In the next instant, his neck twisted 180 degrees, and the powerful aura of the terrifying level 95 Title Douluo was released instantly.

At this moment, even his life is like this powerful breath, quickly disappearing.

"Dead, dead, he just died like this..." Once upon a time, Bibi Dong thought that Title Douluo was an invincible existence.

In her cognition, maybe only peak Douluo or Peerless Douluo can easily defeat Title Douluo. ,

But they won't kill Chihiro Ji in the blink of an eye like they are now, and they don't even have the ability to resist.

Is this the power of a hundred-level god?

Su Yi stood up, took back all the things, chairs and the dagger on the ground at the same time, and then came to her with a faint smile: "I killed the man for you, so do you want to take this elixir?"

"No, don't, I didn't promise you..." Looking at Su Yi who came in front of him without any breath, Bibi Dong backed away with fear on his face.

He didn't agree to him, so he killed Qian Xun Ji. She didn't want to buy and sell by force.

Hearing this, Su Yi didn't force it, and said indifferently: "Very well, since this is the case, then you can accept your fate." After finishing speaking, he came to the side of Chihiro Ji who died tragically.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a small green bottle and poured a drop of green liquid on his body.

I saw that the corpse that had been distorted and dead was instantly intact, and at the same time stood up independently.

Everything in front of him directly caused Bibi Dong's three views to collapse instantly, and her body limp and sat on the ground.

My disgusting teacher, Chihiro Ji, was resurrected. He clearly felt that he was dead just now, but now he was resurrected and reborn.

Could it be that your own destiny cannot be changed, or that you, as gods, can only do whatever you want?

For a long time, Bibi Dong seemed to have accepted the reality, and looked at Su Yi with blank eyes: "...You just want my soul? There is no other request, is there?"

"You take this elixir first, and we'll talk about you later."

Facing the girl's question, Su Yi signaled her to take the pill floating aside. He didn't even know his own situation and wanted to negotiate terms.

Since Qian Renxue will definitely be born, then you should still be her original mother.

As for the so-called Seraph Martial Soul, it is just a talent, something that can be obtained or stripped away as long as one moves one's mind, it is as simple as drinking water.

Looking at the white elixir floating in front of her eyes, Bibi Dong was heartbroken but helpless, until she shed a line of tears, she tremblingly took the elixir and took it.

In just a few seconds, the elixir melted in her mouth, and a trace of life energy was rapidly formed in her body.

It's just that she doesn't know it yet.

"Very well, the child has been formed, it should be a daughter." Through the ability of the spirit body, Su Yi smiled lightly while looking at the embryonic form of life.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's stiff body trembled, and the tears in her eyes climbed up her cheeks again.

Who would have thought?She, who has not experienced human affairs, got a daughter inexplicably like this.

"If you want to cry, you'd better wait a moment, otherwise you might not be able to cry later..."

Ignoring the crying girl, Su Yi looked aside instead, Chihiro Ji, who was as motionless as a piece of wood, "How much luck do I need for the system to copy his martial soul?"

"Ding, one hundred points are needed."

"Then make a copy for me."

As he communicated with the system and explained, a phantom figure with six wings appeared in his hand.

Su Yi held it in front of Bibi Dong, and shook it: "This is the Seraph Wuhun, I think you should know what will happen next, right?"

Chihiro Ji's family has exactly the same Angel Martial Soul, but it's not just a simulated copy.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong widened her eyes after thinking for a while, losing control of her emotions in an instant: "You can't do this! You can't!"

Although it was only created out of thin air, if he really wanted to do that, he would rather die...

"This is your punishment, the punishment for your daring and disrespect..."

As soon as the words were finished, Su Yi waved his hand at Bibi Dong, and the angel martial soul immediately merged into her body and then disappeared.

Seeing everything he did, Bibi Dong was so angry that her body trembled slightly, but she tried her best to calm herself down.

She gritted her teeth and clenched her hands into fists, looking at the person in front of her furiously: "You... who the hell are you and why are you treating me like this."

I agreed to change my destiny for myself, but in the end, there was still no change, at most it just changed a process.

Facing the girl's desperate glare, Su Yi smiled calmly: "You can call me Su Yi."

He didn't show the slightest look or look of guilt for what he'd done.

"Su Yi, Su Yi...Is this just a punishment for my rudeness? Hahaha, ahahaha, puff..." After getting the information she wanted, Bibi Dong couldn't bear it any longer. The unstoppable psychological pressure gradually collapsed.

She laughed hysterically and miserably, but immediately after that, she became anxious and vomited blood.

In the end, Bibi Dong directly said that she closed her eyes, tilted her head and completely fell to the ground unconscious.

Looking at Bibi Dong who gained hope after experiencing despair, and then faced despair again.

Seeing all this, the faint smile on Su Yi's face gradually disappeared, and at the same time he started talking to himself: "Oh, poor woman." He had nothing to say about everything he had done.

Strength represents everything, and the weak can only compromise. This is an eternal truth!

At this time, the depression accumulated in Su Yi's heart suddenly disappeared: "The previous depression has finally been vented. As for you, you should take care of your baby."

After that, with a relaxed and tender smile on his face, he bent down and reached out to pick up the unconscious girl and walked towards the stairs.