The villain's daily corpse collection

Returning to the room in the west courtyard, Wang Wei immediately put Huo Feng on the couch, half leaning on it. He was no longer fully conscious.

"Master... Master..." He murmured in a low voice, but Wang Wei heard it clearly.

"I am always here."

Wang Wei first took off his shirt and finally saw two neat rows of bloody holes on his shoulders, with a few uneven spots.

It looked like a wound from a weapon like a mace, but a mace would not leave such a serious wound. Moreover, the wound was hit from both sides, almost completely penetrating.

In just a short while, dark green blood began to flow from the wound, and the poison had spread in the blood.

In order to stop the bleeding with his spiritual power, he wanted to seal the major acupoints and spiritual veins on his body to prevent the poison from penetrating further.

Huo Feng suddenly stood up from the couch, his eyes flushed red, his pupils were bloodshot. Wang Wei didn't notice his change, still concentrating on helping him seal the acupuncture points.

Huo Feng's gaze gradually turned to Wang Wei. He suddenly jumped up and grabbed Wang Wei's throat. Wang Wei was caught off guard and was pushed down on the couch.

Wang Wei immediately used her spiritual power to resist, but it was useless. She fought back with the remaining demon power in her body, but was still severely suppressed.

She couldn't believe it and struggled hard. But Huo Feng didn't know where he got the strength from, no matter how hard she tried, the hand holding her neck remained motionless.

"Huo...Feng! Look...at me...with your eyes...focused!" Wang Wei tightly grasped the arm that was strangling him. Veins bulged on his arms and his eyes had lost focus.

Is it the poison?

The power in him made Wang Wei feel familiar yet unfamiliar, and she couldn't help but feel worried.

Huo Feng's original will was pushed back into his sea of ​​consciousness, which was blood red. The gray haze had merged into the blood red, and its shape seemed to have expanded a lot, and its color had become deeper.

"The power... is increasing. Our tribe will be here soon..." The vague voice lingered in Huo Feng's ears. The invisible force imprisoned him here, unable to move.

Huo Feng controlled his wood power and tried to purify his sea of ​​consciousness, but the effect was minimal. However, his consciousness still struggled out for a moment.

Huo Feng felt that he was pinching Wang Wei's neck, and he took the opportunity to return to his body and loosened his hand. The next moment, his body was occupied by the remaining power of the demon god.

Wang Wei also took the opportunity to roll over and avoid it, and then used his whisk to freeze the mad "Huo Feng" in place.

"Huo Feng" looked at his hand in surprise. He didn't expect that Wang Wei could escape in such a short moment.

He easily broke the temporary binding formation that Wang had set up.

Huo Feng flashed to Wang Wei's side and pushed her back into the corner. He raised her chin with his hand, and Wang Wei was forced to look down at him.

Wang Wei used the power of the devil to resist forcefully, but he smiled contemptuously, "Use me to resist me? What do you think?"

Wang Wei had a blank expression on his face. He used his strength to transmit a message to the outside world, hoping to call Bo Shangmiao to help him escape.

"Stop shouting. I don't want anyone to disturb us. No one will ever hear us."

Wang Wei: “…”

She wanted to slap him hard and attack him with the most basic physical strength, but when she thought that this was Huo Feng's body, she endured it.

She was reluctant to leave any marks on his handsome face.

"Accept me, and I can restore you to your prime in no time."

His voice was gentle and persuasive, "Now, you should be the one begging me. It seems that you are not the only one who can bear me, Xiao Wangwei."

Seeing Wang Wei remained silent, the power of the demon god supported Huo Feng's appearance and continued: "This body is becoming more and more useful, especially after being bitten by the Chifeng Demon Fang. An endless supply of magic power will take root here-"

"What magic fang? What magic power?"

"As you are not a being in the Four Realms, you are powerless to stop all this from happening... In the end, you can only choose to be forced to accept the earth-shaking changes. All the changes."

“I don’t understand what you are saying. However,” Wang Wei curled his lips and looked at him, “The thing I am most proud of in the first half of my life is that I am above the power that everyone fears—that is, you. I do not succumb to fate, and I do not indulge in desires. This is why I can defeat you. Now, it is still the same!”

"Heh. When your body can no longer serve as my vessel, you lose all your value. The day you abandoned the water tribe's skills and devoted yourself to the cultivation of the power of the devil, you were destined to be controlled by me!"

"Is it?"

"Huo Feng" stared at her and looked back indifferently. She had thought of this problem as early as when something unusual happened to Huo Feng in the forest.

That's why she proposed to learn the water tribe's skills from Bo Shangmiao.

The power of the demon god has always been a double-edged sword. She had successfully controlled it before, but now it seemed that there were too many variables - her divine body was destroyed once, which completely shook this power. She had originally compromised, but now she began to stir again.

It took Wang Wei a long time and cost him a lot of blood to tame the power of the demon.

Before she used the power of the devil, she was hunted down for no reason. Because she carried this unstable factor, she became the public enemy of the entire heaven.

The Heavenly Venerable at that time was Jun Xie, Jun Zhao's elder brother. He issued a nine-day hunting order, determined to kill the power of the demon in the cradle.

Wang Wei doesn't remember the circumstances of his birth. He only knows that he was being hunted when he first had memories.

At first, she was easily killed by the gods who blocked her way. But soon, she woke up again. She thought she had escaped, but she was killed by gods one after another and woke up again... It was like a nightmare that she would never wake up from.

Later, she lost count of how many times she had died. She still refused to become numb, and began to try hard to practice and fight back.

Wang Wei understood from the beginning that life and death are not endless things, and she must hold her destiny firmly in her own hands.

It was from this moment that the power of the demon god entered her destiny and began to communicate with her. In her still young and immature voice, it told her: "Wang Wei will sooner or later become the most powerful person in the four realms. Let's join forces and kill all the gods in the heavens without leaving a single piece of armor! Let alone the water tribe, we will dominate the heavens!"

Wang has no interest in claiming to dominate the world. In her eyes, the leaders of those brainless gods who are chasing her must be the same. The leaders of these shameless people are definitely not good people. What's the point of grabbing a piece of ash pit and claiming to be the king?

However, in order to take advantage of this powerful force, I had no choice but to cooperate with the acting.

Until she returned to the Boshang clan, she became the focus of the entire water tribe by virtue of the name of the power of the demon god. The power of the demon god ordered her to kill her grandfather, the demon god Boshangyan, immediately and seize power and usurp the throne.

Kewangwei refused immediately. She told the power of the demon god that she had a plan. She could have inherited the position legitimately. Why did she have to fight for it? She would have to break up with her family for this. She had a family. She would not do such a thing that would not be worth the loss.

The power of the demon god did not want her to truly integrate into the Boshang family and become the legitimate successor. It wanted to force Wang Wei into a desperate situation, where she was the only one left - and only she could be.

At this time, the power of the demon god has already understood that relying on some mental or psychological side control is simply not feasible.

It is hoped that this person is no ordinary person. She has too many ideas, which always go against its plans, making it increasingly difficult to control her.

The power of the devil secretly seduced Bo Shanghuan, and helped him to seek power in the name of supporting Bo Shanghuan to ascend to the throne, imprisoned Wang Wei, and let him seize the power of the devil from Wang Wei.

The power of the devil continued to tempt Wang Wei on the other side. As long as she agreed to be completely possessed by him, it could ensure that Wang Wei's soul would remain in the body, but it would have to be shared equally with him.

As long as Wang Wei agrees, she will regain her freedom immediately. It will help her kill Bo Shanghuan and all her past enemies, making her the only master of Chen Zhongtian.

Wang Wei was dragged into the endless darkness, her body entangled by the basilisk, her scapula pierced and hanging in the air. She was powerless to resist, and let her blood drip into the pool of blood below.

"Tick, tick..."

The water in the pool rippled, and the sound made her feel terrified and nauseous.

"Xiao Wei, this is not a pleasant feeling. If you had let me know earlier that the power of the demon god is hidden in your blood, wouldn't you have to endure all the suffering you've gone through before?"

Bo Shanghuan pulled out a whip covered with barbs and hit Wang Wei directly.

The blood continued to fall like rain, dripping.

He stood below and took a small half bowl with an exquisite glass cup.

"What a shame! It's only useful when you drink it fresh. This bowl of water is wasted." Bo Shanghuan raised his head and drank it all. "This bowl can last me for more than half a month. During this time, I can act recklessly and be a strong man. It's really fucking cool!"

"Hope to act, act recklessly." Bo Shanghuan pronounced the words lightly, and after savoring it this way, he felt that it had more flavor.

He immediately used his magic power to lower Wang Wei in mid-air to in front of him. He scooped up a bowl of old blood from the pool and said, "Respect Wang Wei!"

Then he pinched Wang Wei's chin and forced the bowl of blood into her throat.

Wang Wei swallowed a lot, but eventually he sprayed the blood in his mouth all over Bo Shanghuan's face.

"You must keep an eye on me, otherwise..." She deliberately didn't finish her words, but Bo Shanghuan thought she was just saying something harsh. He just wiped his face with his hand and left with a big smile.

In the end, Wang Wei tried her best to escape, but she did what she hadn't finished saying, "Otherwise," "I will wipe out your entire family."

Wang Wei did not resist "Huo Feng" again. Doing too many useless things would make her seem not smart enough.

She turned around and activated all the demonic power she had recovered from her body, and while the power was unable to guess her intentions, she began to destroy the entire room.

Then, the corridor outside was also collapsed by this terrifying force.

Bo Shangmiao was outside. He shouted "Oh no" and flew directly towards Wang Wei's room.

"Boom"

The sound of a house collapsing attracted everyone outside. Bo Shangmiao took the lead and used his spiritual power to quickly clear the ruins of the house.

The power was still there, and the energy was fierce and huge, proving that she could still use it, but she couldn't use it against the power itself.

Then find someone to help.

When Bo Shangmiao saw Wang Wei being kidnapped by "Huo Feng", he immediately restrained him with the water tribe's skills. Wang Wei flashed to the front, and the power of the demon was restrained by the powerful external force, so Huo Feng immediately broke free from his sea of ​​consciousness.

It was a rare opportunity for the father and daughter to join forces. Under the guidance of Bo Shangmiao, Wang Wei used his poor aquatic skills and finally suppressed the unformed power of the demon god.

Wang Wei almost fainted from exhaustion. With the help of Bo Shangmiao, she adjusted her breathing and finally recovered.

Bo Shangmiao wanted to take Wang Wei to another room to rest, but Wang Wei shook her head. She pointed at the conspicuous wound on Huo Feng's shoulder and looked at Bo Shangmiao.

"He just wanted to kill you, he treated you like that! You—"

"It's not him, the power of the devil is attached to him. He could have controlled it, but he was implicated in order to save mortals." She wanted to go forward to check the bloody wound, but was pulled away by Bo Shangmiao.

"Let me see." Bo Shangmiao treated Huo Feng's wounds. "These are bite marks. What kind of monster is that? The bite force is too amazing. There is also a tooth embedded in the bone."

A small stream appeared at his fingertips, and the water was like a rope that firmly wrapped around the tooth and pulled it out in one go.

Wang Wei took it and looked at it carefully. The tooth was rugged and uneven, like mountains and ravines with jagged rocks.

She had seen too many monsters and countless strange creatures, but she had never seen teeth like this.

In order to keep the tooth safely, she carefully pried open Huo Feng's eyes and found that the strange red color had faded.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, everyone else rushed over from the east yard and the front yard.

In order to silence everyone, he began to use his strength to repair the room.

Bo Shangmiao stopped her: "Don't be so stubborn. You have just recovered and you have already used up so much spiritual power. Let me do it!"

Soon, the room was restored, and everyone placed Huo Feng, who had not yet woken up, on the couch.

Jun Zhao grabbed Bo Shangmiao and asked about the situation. Bo Shangmiao knew Jun Zhao and the water tribe's position very well. He did not tell them about the power of the demon god, but only said that Huo Feng was bitten by the monster and poisoned while saving people.

Jun Zhao knew it wouldn't be that simple, but he had no way to ask.

He saw Wang Wei sitting on the edge of the couch, watching over Huo Feng with a worried look on his face, and holding his hand tightly, and the bitterness in his heart flooded.

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Is Wang Wei sincere to him?

Or... is it just the proper concern between a master and a disciple?

He would rather she was pretending to be nice to everyone, including himself, than to let her truly fall in love with just one person.

Jun Zhao hated himself for being like this.

He is obviously the supreme god, and he has never lost control of his emotions. In his heart are all the people in the world, the grass, trees, rivers, and the mayflies in the mortal world, except for one person.

But in this life, he is Zhuang Boyan, he is a mortal, why can't he think so?

Only then did he realize that restoring his memory and forcing him to face this ordeal was the real disaster.

Wang Wei suddenly stood up, walked out the door, and said expressionlessly: "I'm going to kill that monster. Please help me take care of him."

Bo Shangmiao held her back: "Don't be impulsive, this matter will take a long time——"

Before he could finish his words, Wang Wei shook off his hand and prepared to leave.

"Xiao Wei!" Jun Zhao spoke.

"Xiao Wei, I am Jun Zhao, and my memory has been restored."

Wang Wei frowned, and Jun Zhao stood in front of her: "If you must go, I will go with you. I just heard my uncle talk about the characteristics of the wound and the sharp teeth, and I remembered that I had some general knowledge of that kind of monster."

Jun Zhao knew that if he threw this information out, Wang Wei would definitely not be able to refuse him.