The villain's daily corpse collection

Jun Zhao refused to give in. Intellectually he knew that he shouldn't say such emotional words at this time and place, but he couldn't control himself.

As a mortal, with a mortal heart, although the memory retains the past life, it is not exactly the same person.

His name in this life is Zhuang Boyan. He has his own path in life to follow, whether to enter the official career or resign and return home. He should not continue to be involved in the emotions of his previous life.

"You once had no position, and neither did I. We separated at that time. You hid many things from me, and my brother also hid things about you from me."

Jun Zhao continued, "He is no longer here, and there is no way for him to tell me. I can only ask you to speak frankly."

"You Jun family members just like to torture me. What I hate most is recalling the past!" Wang Wei shook him off and continued to use his spiritual sense to sense the location of Chi Feng's fangs.

"I don't understand. At that time... after I was taken home, after a while, I heard that you had also returned home. They all said that you were doing well after returning home and asked me not to ask about you anymore... Later, I sneaked out to look for you, but found your sister who looked exactly like you, but you still refused to see me. Your sister's reputation is known to everyone in the heavens, but she seems to have a prejudice against me..."

Jun Zhao was talking, but Wang Wei was concentrating on finding the monster and ignored him.

Jun Zhao continued, "Some time passed, your sister disappeared, and you disappeared too. I couldn't find you, nor could I find your family, so I had no choice but to accept my brother's request and practice in seclusion again."

Jun Zhao, who was still a young master, thought that by placing Wang Wei in the restricted area of ​​the Sutra Library, everything would be fine and he could conceal the truth from the world. But what he did could never be hidden from the eyes of Jun Xie, the then Heavenly Master.

Jun Xie didn't want his brother to be obsessed with a damned person, and he didn't want her to go back to Bo Shang's house. He once sneaked into the restricted area of ​​the Sutra Library to kill Wang Wei, but Wang Wei was very familiar with that area, and he used a formation to trap Jun Xie for a while, and he successfully escaped.

Wang Wei embarked on another escape journey, but this time she didn't leave for too long. Bo Shang's people waited for her halfway and brought her back home.

"But when I came out, the Three Realms underwent earth-shaking changes—my brother died, the Demon God died, and many people in your family died, and you became the new generation of Demon God! Wang Wei, everyone said that they all died because of you. Is this true?"

The two of them came to a fork in the road. Wang Wei, who had been silent all the way, used his spiritual power to illuminate Jun Zhao's face, which was full of complicated emotions.

"Really." Wang Wei said lightly.

"Why?" Jun Zhao blocked Wang Wei's way.

Wang Wei smiled coldly: "Is there any other reason for killing? Of course it's because of hatred. If you stop me again, I will kill you."

Jun Zhao shook his head: "You won't kill me. You are not a bloodthirsty person... What happened back then?"

Wang Wei followed the escape route of the group of teenagers who were captured by monsters, while also observing the movements around him.

Suddenly, the spiritual power was extinguished by a stream of air like a flame. A living creature jumped out of the darkness, but when Wang Wei activated his spiritual power again, he saw nothing.

Jun Zhao tried to block Wang Wei behind him. He seemed to have forgotten that he was no longer a Heavenly Lord, or even a god.

He smelled a scent of blood and looked down.

Wang Wei's arm was cut, and the wound showed bloody flesh and grim bones. The pain grew from her soul. She gritted her teeth, not wanting to show her weakness in front of Jun Zhao. So she began to use her spiritual power to stimulate the wound and speed up the repair.

Jun Zhao tore off the corner of his clothes and wanted to bandage Wang Wei, but was dodged.

As his spiritual power overflowed, Jun Zhao could see clearly that something was slowly moving within her flesh and blood.

It's like the maggots that appear after a mortal's body rots.

But those insects quickly completed the evolution of life, and emerged from cocoons into butterflies in an instant.

Psionic butterflies flew around the two of them, circling and dancing around Wang Wei, and some also landed on Jun Zhao's shoulders.

"Why did this kind of... strange butterfly grow out of your flesh and blood?" Jun Zhao picked up one of them with his fingertips. The butterfly stopped obediently, as if observing him.

"...You really don't recognize him?" Wang Wei stared at Jun Zhao quietly.

"Recognize it? I have never seen such a scene before." Seeing Wang Wei's expression of disbelief, Jun Zhao raised three fingers, "I swear, I have never seen such a scene before!"

suddenly!

Wang Wei pulled out the knife from the whisk at his waist and stabbed Jun Zhao.

Jun Zhao did not dodge, nor was he afraid.

After a long while, he slowly turned around and saw on the ground behind him the monster that had just attacked Wang Wei. It was round all over and had relatively long hair, but there was no part of its body that could attack people.

"This monster is called Huanmijiao. It has countless horns from various animals on its body, which can be retracted or ejected at any time. You were just injured by it." Jun Zhao didn't say anything and grabbed Wang Wei's arm and bandaged the wound.

"Haven't you seen...my butterflies?"

Her voice trembled slightly, and she didn't even notice it.

Jun Zhao was stunned. Should he have seen it before?

He suddenly slapped his head. Was it possible that his memories were sealed and not fully restored yet?

There must be something he doesn't know!

"Don't think about it!" Wang Wei said, "You may have never seen it at all."

"What do you mean?" Jun Zhao was even more confused.

"My sister disappeared because of me, and the Father and Mother God left the heaven and abandoned me. Because I possess the power of the devil, I was imprisoned in the dark room of the mansion by Bo Shanghuan for more than 90 years. How could you have seen me and my family?"

Wang Wei clenched his back teeth and looked at Jun Zhao carefully. Jun Zhao's expression suddenly changed. He opened his eyes wide in disbelief and didn't even notice that his breathing had stopped.

"You...you...how did you..."

"One day, I found that these light and invisible psionic butterflies had grown between my flesh and blood. I could control them with my mind, go to a destination, and deliver simple messages for me." Wang Wei narrated slowly, "At that time, you were the only one in this world who was familiar to me, so I asked them to find you."

Jun Zhao's hands began to tremble. He was persuaded by his brother to go into seclusion at that time and was completely unaware of the situation.

The disappearance of the butterflies and the destruction of the messages were definitely caused by his brother. Jun Xie didn't want him to contact Wang Wei, so he wouldn't leave any room for him.

"For decades, you have never responded." Wang Wei healed himself, "I know that I was trapped because of my inferior skills. I don't blame you for not coming."

"But I hate you. You gave me hope, but abandoned me when I needed you the most... Now all that doesn't matter. What I hate the most is that you are that man's brother, and I didn't know it at all!"

"You take me for a fool, Jun Zhao." Wang Wei pulled his arm back. "I said that during the past five hundred years, all the gods who killed me and hurt my gods fled in panic as soon as you appeared. It turns out... they were afraid of your status."

She walked straight forward, and Jun Zhao followed closely beside her.

Jun Zhao hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, I didn't dare to tell you the truth at the beginning, I was afraid that you would have a grudge against me. I wanted to sit on the throne of the Heavenly Lord and then confess everything to you... But there were so many variables in the middle that we still came to this step."

Wang Wei continued to walk deeper into the cave. Occasionally, a few strange-looking monsters appeared on the way, and she killed them all with one sword.

"Wang Wei, I'm really sorry for hiding it from you back then." Jun Zhao's brows were filled with guilt, "I didn't expect things would come to this point..."

"Your brother died under my heavenly thunder. When I was going through the tribulation, he went crazy and came to kill me..." Wang Wei raised his eyebrows, "Do you think this is heaven's compensation to me?"

She looked at Jun Zhao's expression and finally smiled.