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"Did you have a nightmare again?"

Huo Feng was a little dazed. He looked at Wang Wei in a daze.

The man in the dream is the number one public enemy of the Heavenly Palace, the demon god Bo Shangwang.

Huo Feng had never seen her complete appearance, even that bright and beautiful back was seen for the first time.

As soon as I saw him, he lost all his life, so there was no chance to continue watching.

Although he only saw a back figure, Huo Feng was very sure that it was the devil himself.

But, in his dream, he saw that his master’s face and that man’s face overlapped?

It must be an illusion!

They do have one very obvious thing in common - they all have long snow-white hair.

However, there are many gods with white hair, so this cannot be used as irrefutable evidence.

"It's not a nightmare." Huo Feng patted his head, forcing himself to wake up.

"Master, why am I lying down? I clearly remember that I was sitting..."

"Of course I told you to lie down." Wang Wei used his spiritual power to tidy up his clothes. "By the way, let them know that we are going out today."

Huo Feng responded and went out to talk. He felt the subtle changes in Wang Wei. After all, she seldom cared about these "little things" before, and Huo Feng took care of them all.

The two of them quickly left the inn and flew on their swords in a deserted place. Standing above the clouds, the towns and villages below were clearly visible.

Wang Wei's eyes could roughly see some vague shadows.

"Why do the towering buildings here look so much like temples?" Wang Wei looked down with some curiosity.

"Qingyu believes in gods the most. These are all real temples." Huo Feng introduced, "Qingyu believes in the water god and only believes in the water god. This is a local tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years."

Wang Wei became interested: "Could it be that the name of this city means 'please for rain'?"

Huo Feng looked back and said, "Master is indeed a wise man!" He paused, as if thinking about something, "Master, you must be the Water God."

At this point, there is nothing wrong with admitting it.

"I'm."

"Master is from the Eighth Heaven?"

"Correct."

"What does Master do in the Eighth Heaven?"

"Born as water creatures, they are naturally the gods of the Eighth Heaven."

"Just ordinary people of God?"

"It's a little more complicated than ordinary ones. My family is not ordinary, and I have benefited from it." Wang Wei smiled slightly.

"Oh? As far as I know, there are three most famous families in Chenzhongtian - Boshang, Zisang and Huafu. Which family is Master from?"

Wang Wei sneered. Is Huo Feng planning to get to the bottom of this today?

With this kind of option-based question, it seems that I have to choose one out of three today.

"I am a foreign god in Washington. How much do you know about Washington?"

Huo Feng recalled: "I heard that the Huafu is quite mixed, with many small tribes, similar to a small country in the mortal world. I worked for the Tiancao before, so I don't know much about the gods outside the Tiangong. However, I still have some research on the Boshang family."

After hearing the last sentence, Wang Wei remained calm. What did studying the Boshang family have to do with her?

"There is indeed a Hua family in Huafu. However, there are very few Hua family gods and they are not interested in reproducing. In order to expand the family, they absorbed various gods scattered in Chenzhongtian and Jiuchongtian. As long as you pass the test, you can get the Huachen Order to enter the palace. However, Huafu does not force you to change your surname. I took my mother's surname, Mo."

When in the heaven, Wang Wei did not have much contact with the Huafu on the surface, and the Huafu always appeared neutral in Chenzhongtian. But everyone knew that neutrality was essentially an independent force.

The seemingly confrontation between the Boshang and Zisang families gradually evolved into a three-way confrontation, and Wang was indispensable behind this. Occasionally, he could also win over neutral forces for use, so why not?

With the restraint of Washington, Zisang clan would have no chance to develop into a monopoly.

After Wang Wei's bloodbath, the Boshang clan's original dominant position was indeed shaken.

But Wang Wei didn't care. She had no clan concept and no need to develop her own family power - because she could far surpass everyone else by herself.

The remaining descendants of the Boshang clan would not fall into inferiority because of Wang Wei. Instead, their only support was this ruthless ruler.

Everyone understands the principle that the lips and teeth are interdependent, and those who don't understand it disappeared quietly.

All the forces in Chen Zhongtian did not dare to provoke Wang Wei because of the previous experience of Bo Shanghuan's lineage. After all, she was a person who could kill even her own family members without any scruples, so she would not care about other people.

This reshuffle has no disadvantages for anyone except the victim. Cutting off one's own arm is even a benefit to the other two families.

But for Wang Wei personally, what was broken were only the gecko's tail and Zhang Ju's arms and legs - things that can be regenerated.

In a war of genocide, the hope is to kill with integrity, which can be described as a painful sacrifice and the killing of one's own relatives for the sake of justice.

The reason added later was - to avenge the previous demon god and grandfather Bo Shangyan, to eliminate the rebels in the Bo Shang clan who were in collusion with the Heavenly Palace, and to restore peace to Chenzhongtian!

Not only would the tribesmen not care about anything, but they would also make a big deal about her overall perspective.

Even wrote -

After his brother and sister-in-law ran away and never returned, Bo Shanghuan intended to adopt Bo Shangwangwei as his daughter. As a result, Bo Shangwangwei suffered the grace of being raised and the dilemma of choosing between Chen Zhongtian and the overall situation!

In the end, for the future of the Eight Heavens, the water tribe was unwilling to be restricted by the Heavenly Palace, so they had to kill their "stepfather" and cut the roots to eliminate future troubles and return Chen Zhongtian's freedom!

With Wang Wei's legitimate ascension to the throne, the status of the Bo Shang clan continued to rise. Wang Wei's followers spread across the nine heavens, and even the gods and humans felt insecure in the heavenly palaces.

All the previous events have been exposed, and this position is becoming more and more stable.

After telling that sincere lie, Huo Feng felt as if he had touched the edge of the truth.

People from Washington, is this the true identity of the master?

It sounds like there are no problems or loopholes.

"The Mo family in Huafu is a small family that is dependent on Huafu. It is not worth mentioning. I am the illegitimate daughter of the family leader. I was thrown out of the family when I was young and was left to fend for myself. I wandered for nearly a thousand years and was not found back home until I came of age."

Huo Feng's sword-controlling gestures suddenly became disordered. He really didn't expect that his seemingly glamorous master actually had such a tragic past.

Wang Wei's words are half true and half false. Often these words are the most sincere and easiest to be mistaken for the real thing.

——Only the big framework is fake, but all the details are real.

If Huo Feng hadn't given her the option, she almost forgot that she could use the name of Washington.

After all, she had never intended to reveal her identity from the beginning. But now, if she kept the relationship between the two of them secret, it might cause trouble.

In order to dispel Huo Feng's curiosity, it was natural for him to tell him everything while his emotions were "agitated" in recent days.

Wang Wei quickly used magic to control the sword, so the two of them stopped continuing to toss in the clouds.

Huo Feng frowned, and looked on with an indifferent expression.

"That's all in the past. It's no big deal." She shrugged, pretending to be cheerful. "Besides, I lied to you."

Huo Feng looked calm, as if he had understood it all.

Wang Wei: "Actually, I didn't come to the lower world to carry out a mission. I came to escape from the lower world."

The two of them landed smoothly and seemed to have arrived.

This place was a barren desert. Wang Wei looked around and felt strange. Just as he was about to ask something, he was interrupted by Huo Feng.

Huo Feng asked seriously: "Is someone from Chen Zhongtian chasing you?"

Wang Wei raised his eyes gently: "I lied to you, do you blame me?"

Huo Feng walked forward, hugged Wang Wei, and said slowly: "My senior sisters and brothers have their own things to do, but I don't. Master, you are no longer alone. No matter what kind of hardships you encounter in the future, I will be by your side. If anyone wants to hurt Master, they must step over my dead body first!"

Wang Wei raised his hand and stroked his black hair, chuckling softly.

"Yes, with my apprentice here, no one dares to mess with me! Whoever comes will be defeated by your Xiaoguai sword!" She waved her fist towards the void, and the summer wind swept in with a heat wave, consciously bypassing the two and going away.

Huo Feng took Wang Wei's hand, and the two of them walked through the dead woods, crossed the gravel beach, and came to a small hill.

Looking into the distance, there are no towns or villages around.

"Impossible, I wouldn't remember the location wrong." Huo Feng used his spiritual sense to sense.

"There are very few lives within this ten-mile radius. The village you mentioned should have quite a few people living in it, right?" Wang Wei also used his spiritual sense to cover the surrounding environment and explored it carefully.

The two walked around the area for a few times and indeed came across one or two isolated households.

After inquiring, they found out that there was no information about Huojia Village in Qingluo Town. They didn't even know the name of this village.

"This place has always been inhabited by scattered households. I've never heard of Qing Town or Huo Village!" said the male owner. "I just asked my elders, but they haven't heard of it, so I don't know either."

Huo Feng realized that this place was just a result of the changing times and the changing world. He understood the reason, but it was only after he experienced it himself that he realized something.

Wang Zhen didn't say any hurtful words or preach to wake anyone up forcibly. She just accompanied Huo Feng to visit the houses of those families, and then walked to the nearby small hill and sat on the ground on the hill.

Wang Wei's spiritual power flowed from his fingertips, creating a breeze around his body. The unbearably hot air from all directions gradually turned cool, as if to soothe people's mood.

The sun was also persuaded to hide deep in the clouds. Without the scorching sun, the world became much cooler.

Huo Feng noticed the changes around him. He raised his hand to sense the direction of the wind, but he still couldn't suppress his low mood.

The hometown in my memory was eventually eroded by the wind and rain over a long period of time, leaving not a single tile behind.

Everything seemed to have never happened, with no beginning and no end, as if it had always been just like it is now, with barren mountains and hills, all visible at a glance.

He even began to doubt his memory, wondering how he was born and how he got to where he is today...

Looking at his complicated and painful expression, Wang Wei seemed to guess what he was thinking. She stood up and gently stroked the top of his head.

"The immortal stroked my head, and I received eternal life after I tied my hair." Wang Wei recited slowly, "This is a poem that is popular in the mortal world. I have read it in the Sutra Library of the Heaven Realm."

Huo Feng slowly raised his head and tried to force a smile in response to her, but his cheeks were pinched by Wang Wei.

"Want to see the rain? Want to see everything come back to life?"

Huo Feng raised his eyes, his eyes slightly confused. Wang Wei continued: "I know you want to see it."

Wang Wei stood on the hill, chanting a few incantations that had never appeared before. She was emitting aquamarine spiritual energy. She drew out her whisk, followed the incantations and took corresponding steps. Finally, she pointed to the sky.

Suddenly, a loud thunder sounded in the sky!

The idle white clouds turned over in an instant, revealing their shadowy side, and the dark clouds spread across the entire sky. The heat wave was covered by a huge coolness, sweeping across the earth with a moist and fresh breath.

It's raining.

There was a sudden downpour.

Wang Wei cast a barrier around the two of them, so they were not wet by the rain.

Huo Feng stretched his hand out of the barrier and then walked out.

The rain drowned him, but made him extremely sober.

Wang Wei did not stop it, but instead put away the barrier and accepted the baptism of rain.

The rain, with its surging spiritual power, watered the long-dry Gobi desert. Fresh grass sprouts quickly emerged from the ground, one by one, until they eventually connected into a whole.

Some grass sprouts grew quickly, growing taller and taller, and turned into a sapling. After continuous watering by rain, the saplings quickly grew in height and grew into a small forest of some size...

Huo Feng was shocked by the growth and vitality of everything in front of him. He wiped the rain in front of his eyes and walked towards a tree. He gently stroked the tree with his fingers, and the tree began to grow bigger and taller, as if it was transforming into a towering ancient tree.

"I didn't expect our spiritual powers to be so compatible."

"Master...thank you, thank you."

Huo Feng's voice was a little unclear. It was not known whether it was because of the choking rain or because he was suppressing his already erupting emotions. He spoke with a hint of tears in his voice.

Wang Wei gently held the back of Huo Feng's neck, and their foreheads were pressed together.

The rain slid down their eyelashes, which was the best time to hide all their sad emotions.

Huo Feng closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. The trees and grass around him became more lush. There were also some wild flowers blooming unexpectedly among the grass.

No one broke this quiet moment, letting the heavy rain fall all over their bodies.

In places that the two had not seen, everyone came out with pots and pans to welcome the rain. Everyone was feeling wet in the heavy rain on the streets. They went to the largest Water Official Temple in the city to fulfill their vows and express their gratitude.

There is a huge earth dragon statue in the Shuiguan Temple. The whole statue looks lifelike with bared fangs and claws.

Everyone in the city, from officials to ordinary people, knelt here to thank the Dragon God for providing rain.

The heavy rain finally stopped before the sunset. A rainbow hung in the western sky, as if foreshadowing something.

When Huo Feng opened his eyes again, he was also stunned by the scenery around him.

The original Zhuozhutong Mountain no longer exists, replaced by lush forests, green grass, and flourishing wild flowers...a scene of prosperity and vitality.

"Hometown, is this how it feels?" Wang Wei asked curiously, observing Huo Feng's expression.

Huo Feng looked back at her: "My hometown used to be like this, a place with countless vibrant lives."

Wangwei leaned back, and the grass caught her light divine body. She lay on the grass in a relaxed manner, the grass brushed against her cheeks, emitting a faint fragrance.

"Hometown is not bad."