The villain's daily corpse collection

Huo Feng suddenly opened his eyes and sat up in shock, only to see Jin An sitting under the couch, leaning on the edge with his eyes closed.

Why is he here? Was it arranged by the master?

Huo Feng wanted to quietly teleport and chase after him, but he was locked by the barrier at the door. He tried several ways to break it, but none of them worked.

He didn't care and used brute force to break the door, no matter whether he kicked or punched, it was useless.

Chaos raised his eyes lazily: "We could have gone out earlier, who would stay here?"

"Did you know that she drugged me a long time ago?" Huo Feng pulled Hun Dun up from the ground.

"I know. She told you so much just to drug you smoothly. Otherwise, what do you think she was doing?" Hun Dun shook his hand away from his collar, straightened his clothes in front of the mirror, and sat back on the couch.

Huo Feng stood there, and after a while he felt his whole body trembling. He lowered his head and stared at his empty hands, muttering to himself: "She is not that kind of person..."

He couldn't believe it. She rarely took the initiative to reveal her inner feelings to him and tell him about her past. Since he met her, he had never been so open with her. She was always in tears and sobbing in times of grief... Was all this just to confuse him?

"Ha..." Chaos narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitching, "Are you serious?"

Huo Feng only refuted subconsciously, he was actually not sure in his heart.

Master, is she really so cruel?

What am I in her heart?

Ever since he knew that Wang was going to attend this life-and-death meeting, Huo Feng began to feel worried.

This was not the first time she had left him, even though she had tried every way to comfort him and tell him that everything was fine and that everything would be fine. He had always relied on her, both physically and mentally.

But some established facts will not change.

——In her eyes, I am a useless person.

How can I, who am like this, deserve her true love?

At this moment, the entire sky was swallowed by the blood-red light. The red light was like the fire of hell, rising from the ground and dyeing the blue-black earth red.

Within the barrier, Huo Feng and Hun Dun also felt the unusual movement.

It was drizzling outside.

It was sticky, scarlet rain.

The rain dropped softly on the window paper, as if rain was splashed out from a crowd of people outside the door being killed.

Huo Feng didn’t know what the battle situation outside was like, but the bloody rain and the strong smell were already a sign of the tragic situation outside.

He didn't have time to be angry with her now, he had to find a way to open the barrier, find her, and ask her clearly in person.

"Ah... such a familiar smell. Is it raining blood outside?" That long-lost voice suddenly sounded in Huo Feng's sea of ​​consciousness.

Although the voices were the same, their temperaments were completely different. The voice was a little lazy, as if it had just come to life.

The seal of that power has been broken?!

Huo Feng entered his sea of ​​consciousness, and the gray mass of air rushed towards him like a whirlwind, but stopped just before it reached the front. The mass of air gradually took on a human form, and Huo Feng watched it transform into his own appearance.

"You... why did you come out!" Huo Feng stared at him closely.

"Heh..." The fake "Huo Feng" transformed by the power of the devil narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the original body in front of him, "Of course I have been awakened. Are you... really stupid or just pretending?"

He did not continue speaking, but moved closer to Huo Feng, "Do you want to save her? Show your power in front of her, save her from danger, let her depend on you, and belong only to you..."

"Go away!" Huo Feng frowned, lowered his eyes and turned his head away.

"Is it possible that what I said hit the nail on the head? Then just accept me. I can help you. You can be the one who breaks the impasse and make her look at you differently from now on!"

Huo Feng sat on the ground in his sea of ​​consciousness, reciting the spell that Wang Wei taught him.

"Master has warned me before that I must not be tempted by that voice. Once you let it take hold of you, it will be very difficult to get rid of it, just like a maggot on the tarsal bone, a creeping weed that is hard to remove."

The power of the demon was indeed suppressed a little. His body was unstable and his limbs switched back and forth between dark gray smoke and human form.

"Don't tell me, you don't care about her at all!" The power of the demon god sped up his speech, "Do you know how she is now?"

The figure completely turned into clouds and smoke, and within the thick clouds and smoke, images of the outside world gradually appeared.

The picture alone shows how fierce the battle was.

In the woods outside Qingyu City, two figures collided and fought again and again. There were too many casualties in the city, so Wang moved the battlefield to lead Zi Sang Kui.

The fierceness of the battle between the gods was beyond the reach of ordinary people, and one needed to use the eyes of heaven to see it. Huo Feng activated his spiritual power to see a little bit.

The two separated after exchanging hundreds of moves, and he finally saw Wang Wei clearly.

His pupils suddenly dilated, and he moved towards the screen stiffly. He raised his trembling arm, trying to touch Wang Wei's shadow, but he couldn't touch it at all.

In the picture, Wang Wei had her back to him. He could see that her arm holding the knife was shaking violently, and her other hand was tucked into her sleeve, with blood dripping down. Her long snow-white hair was scattered, dyed bright red from top to bottom, the red and white intertwined, beautiful and strange.

The most terrifying thing was that he remembered that she was wearing a moon-white gown with delicate embroidery, but now it was as if the whole gown had been thrown into a huge red dye vat.

There were a few places where the color was still lighter, but he could see clearly that the red was still accumulating and was already turning black.

On the other hand, the woman's clothes were too heavy to tell the extent of her injuries. She was standing on the ground with a huge axe in her hand, looking smug, and she seemed to be saying something sarcastic, but he couldn't hear her.

However, he could sense that Wang Wei was in a very low mood. For some reason, it seemed that even the remaining will to fight was gone.

"See, she has no power to fight back. If you don't fight me anymore, she will die. Do you want to see her die in front of you?" The voice was neither hurried nor slow, as if talking about trivial matters.

The evil power completely copied his voice, so the words it spoke seemed to come from his own mouth, and it continuously impacted his thoughts.

"Which is more important, her words or her life? You decide for yourself."

Huo Feng stared at the scene closely. Seeing the two figures fighting again, a battle also began in his heart.

Even if I used that power, as long as I controlled myself as Master said, I could suppress the power and everything would be as if it had never happened.

He confirmed it again and again in his mind.

On the other hand, he was convincing himself that everything was a conspiracy of the evil force, deliberately trying to shake his mind.

He closed his eyes, silently chanted a spell to calm himself down, and then thought of a way... But the power of the demon god was not so easy to succumb, Huo Feng felt like he was being taken to the outside world...

It was the battlefield where his master was. Even with his eyes closed, he could still clearly sense everything around him, which forced him to face this extreme mental and spiritual devastation.

He wanted to walk quickly to the vicinity, but every step he took was tripped by the sticky water on the ground. After a few steps, he finally arrived at the battlefield.

As the saying goes, when the gods fight, the little devils suffer. All the spirits and beasts that were previously attracted by the majestic spiritual power were now affected by it. There were mountains of corpses and seas of blood all around, wailing everywhere, and broken limbs and arms scattered in all directions.

He looked up and saw that the woman opposite seemed to have found the right moment, and took advantage of a gap after fending off several attacks to strike him on the head with an axe!

Wang Wei's hand holding the knife lost its strength and tilted, and she failed to block it. She quickly turned her head to dodge, and the axe hit her shoulder and neck directly! The wound burst open instantly, and blood flowed from the crack like a trickle of streams flowing down from the top of the mountain...

The axe blade was pulled away from his body fiercely. Wang Wei's body leaned backwards due to inertia, but he couldn't control the force for a while and fell straight into a deserted temple below.

Huo Feng ran towards the temple, but found an invisible barrier at the door, blocking him out. The barrier here was exactly the same as the barrier at the door, and he suddenly realized that he had not left Wushe yet.

He saw Wang Wei struggling to get up but failed again, and her enemy then landed in front of her.

I saw a thin-bladed ancient knife stuck in the woman's abdomen. It was thrown with all her strength at the last moment before she fell.

The woman held the axe in one hand and tried to pull the knife out with the other hand, but failed. The knife seemed to be stuck in the bone. She dropped the heavy axe and pulled out the knife in one go, spitting blood from her mouth. The blood from the wound was like slanting rain on Wang Wei's face and body.

Her body could no longer support itself and she fell to her knees. After a while, she struggled with the knife beside her. She bent down to pick up the iron chain hanging from her axe. The axe and the tip rubbed against the ground, making an unbearable sound.

Wang Wei was lying on the ground, looking at her sideways. She swung the axe with a clang and placed it next to Wang Wei's head.

The deep red in Huo Feng's eyes became more and more obvious. I don't know if it was reflecting the blood rain in the world, or -

……

Wang was unable to sit up because she had no support, and both of her arms were cut. In places that could not be seen, her entire body was covered with cuts and scars.

There was only the stone left in her hand. Although she was not sure how much strength she had left to fight, she still held it tightly in her hand.

She believed in unlimited potential, and there was always a possibility of a turnaround until she completely lost consciousness.

"Bo Shangwangwei, you are really hard to kill."

There was a moment of dead silence between the two, and then Zisang spoke first. She was using the axe handle as support for her whole body, and it seemed that she was also seriously injured.

The knife looked light and fragile, but it was surprisingly sharp and solid. A lot of her hair was accidentally cut off, and there were many cuts on her body.

The last laparotomy, I can only be thankful that the blade was narrow and long, the wound was penetrating, fortunately the cut surface was small, otherwise the internal organs would have rushed out. How could Zi Sang Kui still pretend to be standing here?

“Ha…” Wang Wei was about to laugh, but the breath in his chest choked him and he coughed several times, “…My life is tough, it’s an open secret in the whole heaven, just like the first day you met me.”

"Today I will... take your life, and then... become the number one person in that heaven!" Zi Sang Kui also followed Wang Wei's example and swallowed all the blood in his mouth.

"You can't even brag properly and you can't even stand steadily. Zi Sang Kui, you are the only loser tonight." After taking a breath, Wang Wei continued.

They all seemed to ignore the fact that Wang Wei was still lying on the ground.

"You're talking nonsense! I--" Zisangkui dropped the axe chain in his hand, gathered his strength and walked straight towards Wangwei, but accidentally tripped over a half-raised stone on the ground, and fell on Wangwei.

Wang Wei was hit so hard that he saw stars and felt as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing down on his body, making him unable to move.

"Zisang Kui!!!"

She felt that several of her ribs were broken. She tilted her head and was forced to spit out blood. She said, "Do you want to crush me to death? Get off me!"

The two men were like desperate wild beasts. After fighting each other, neither could kill the other directly, and neither could leave standing.

Zi Sangkui ignored her and slowly leaned forward, holding Wang Wei's throat with one hand.

"Looking at your face, I feel mixed emotions." Zisang Kui pinched her chin and said in a low voice, "Why do you look exactly the same? Why are you so different... Why did you kill her?"

"I want to know too... are there twins who look so alike, even having moles in the same place?" Wang Wei sighed, "I am naturally heartless, but she is... this is the only difference between us that I know of. She is my sister, and she is willing to make up for my shortcomings, so I thank her."

"Thank you?" Zisang's eyes widened. "You want to kill her for your perfection? Your perfection is really cruel."

"Whatever you say. I asked her for it and she gave it to me, it's that simple. You don't believe me if I tell you, and I'm too lazy to explain." Wang Wei replied, "Also, I don't want perfection, I just want... to survive."

Zisang frowned: "Is someone trying to force you to death? Your last name is Bo Shang, so others have to give you some respect. Even I won't treat you..."

She paused. She had committed many fatal acts in the past, so she really had no right to say too much.

Wang Wei didn't respond to her words, but pushed her twice: "Don't you want to fight? You've rested for so long, get up and fight!"

She was under the pressure and couldn't breathe. Zi Sangkui not only had the discarded armor on him, but also some weapons and soft armor on him, which was immeasurably heavy.

Zi Sang Kui didn't stand up, but used the hand on her neck to strangle her throat. Wang Wei stared at her intently, holding a sharp stone against the wound on her body. Zi Sang Kui took a breath and laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

"Bo Shangwangwei, do you know who you are?"

"...What?" Wang Wei poked Zisangkui's wound with his stone-holding hand, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"After you came to the lower world, you have changed... are you aware of it?" Zisang Kui approached her and looked her over. "Are you pretending to be a good person? Do the people around you know who you are?"

"Everyone is playing their own role. I don't need to pretend to be someone else."

"Tsk tsk, let me guess, you're not so guilty that you want her personality to be reborn in your body!"

"I'm not that boring. I've always been myself. My choices are my own and have nothing to do with anyone else!"

Wang Wei struggled to sit up, but Sang Kui pressed the wound on his shoulder and he fell down again.

"You're the one who wants to hurt my master?"

At the gate of the dilapidated temple, a voice suddenly came into the hall using divine power.

Zisang looked towards the door with interest, and she seemed to be very interested in the person who came.

Wang Wei's pupils shrank, she recognized it, it was Huo Feng's voice!