The villain's daily corpse collection

Looking back to the Tianshui battlefield thousands of years ago, Wang Wei angered the leader of his own camp, Bo Shanghuan, to death in front of the gods in heaven, thus ending the war directly and becoming a demon god from then on.

The most direct reason for his death was that Wang Wei piled up the heads of nearly a hundred people in his family into a statue of himself, moved it directly to the battlefield, and pressed his head to let him watch the details of how the four beasts under her command enjoyed the feast of the All Gods. Bo Shanghuan never thought that she could escape, let alone that she would be so cruel.

The blood that was drained from her over the past hundred years could probably form countless rivers and lakes in the mortal world, and the flesh that was cut off from her could be transformed into countless pieces of shining jade.

Glory and pain always go hand in hand. The hundred years of pain she has endured will be filled with the lives of the people she hates.

That's fair enough.

"You lunatic, you devil..." Bo Shanghuan attacked her and said to Wang Wei, "Cut off his two arms."

The ferocious beast stepped forward and grabbed his arm with one of its two tails, tearing it off.

"I don't like being bitten back, and I don't know who is the real madman." Wang Wei interrupted him, "I am very clear-headed. Killing you is what I want, and I will also wipe out the roots. I can't sacrifice in vain, someone has to pay the price for me. They," she glanced at the statue, "all died because of you, understand?"

"If you hate me, just kill me. Come at me! Why are you so cruel? There are also your childhood playmates in there..."

"Stop." Wang Wei interrupted again, "Why do you think I care about them? You are my second uncle, we are the same in nature. I will treat them the same way you treat me. Yes, this is the style of the authentic Bo Shang family."

Bo Shanghuan vomited a mouthful of blood, and he was seen being stepped on the ground.

She stared down at him, without any emotion, as if she was looking into an endless abyss.

"What a pity! You have too many children. Many of them are still very young and look very pitiful. I'm keeping them all."

Wang Wei bent down, stroked his disheveled and pale face, and whispered in his ear, "So, you have to wait until it grows up before eating it."

"You--" Before he could finish his words, he vomited blood and died.

Blood splattered on Wang Wei's hair and ears, and half of his face was gradually soaked in blood.

"Second Uncle, don't die!" Wang Wei looked extremely sad.

The heavenly soldiers on the opposite side had never seen such a scene before, and they were all at a loss as to what to do and stood there in a daze.

Wang Wei shook him vigorously and called out to the celestial generals who were watching the show in shock: "Don't just stand there like an idiot. Can't you see that someone has died? Where is the celestial doctor? Come and save him!"

A brave female soldier approached carefully and kindly helped to feel Bo Shanghuan's breath. She said with regret: "He is really dead. He is dead."

"Ah... Is that so? Thank you." Wang Wei sat on the ground, gently stroking Bo Shanghuan's face, a face that looked a bit like his own, his eyes full of sorrow, "He died... too easily, how could it be worthy of such a wonderful play I prepared for him, which won a lot of applause in the first performance without any rehearsal."

The soldiers under Bo Shanghuan immediately threw away their armor and helmets. The collision of black iron armor and weapons made a pleasant sound, like thunderous applause. The soldiers surrendered on the spot, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, shouting in unison, "Demon God is supreme", and the shouts resounded through the nine heavens.

Neat and tidy, without exception.

She stood up, wiped the blood from the corners of her eyes, glanced at Jun Zhao who was wearing golden armor in the opposite camp, and smiled slightly.

Hun Dun came forward and sniffed the corpse of Wen Bo Shang Huan, revealing an expression that "wanted to have more food". Wang Wei waved her hand generously, and the four fierce beasts beside her, Hun Dun, Da Feng, Zhe and Xiang Yao, all showed their true forms and began to feast on the food. The beasts shared the food, and only a few bites filled their teeth. Then they looked at the tall human head statue.

Wang Wei rolled his eyes and said, "Eat it. Do you know what pigs in the mortal world look like?" Several ferocious beasts raised their heads, their mouths stuffed bulging, and shook their heads comically.

Really blind.

A celestial soldier from the Heavenly Palace couldn't help vomiting. The battle was over before it even started. The most serious injury they suffered was probably the psychological trauma.

The good news is that almost no one died in heaven, the bad news is that Chen Zhongtian has changed its owner, and their future enemies are too cruel.

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Wang Wei directly pointed out the identity of the secret realm, and the secret realm could no longer pretend. It changed to a strange voice and said: "The first level is over. When facing a strong opponent, you will become stronger, and when facing a weak opponent, you will become weaker. We will see the truth later."

As soon as she finished speaking, the entire scene disappeared. The darkness faded away, and she finally saw the true appearance of the secret realm.

This is a dense forest with luxuriant branches and leaves, towering ancient trees, dark clouds blocking the sun, and scattered sunlight shining on the ground through the gaps between the trees.

Wang Wei was lying on the ground in a mess. She sat up and looked around. Everyone seemed to be experiencing inner struggles. Some were still struggling in a coma, while others had already stood up.

"After passing the first level, can we move freely?" The first to recover were the two female cultivators under Du Yunyi who entered the room first. They tidied up their appearance and walked towards the distant mountains and forests.

Wang Wei subconsciously checked his legs and found no injuries, then he simply practiced Qigong and regulated his breathing. Huo Feng came over at this time, and he seemed to have woken up a long time ago.

"Master, are you okay?" Huo Feng helped her up. Although the illusion seemed to have lasted a long time, in fact, according to the time in the secret realm, only half an incense stick of time had passed.

Wang Wei shook his head, then held Huo Feng's arm and looked at him cautiously: "What was in your illusion just now?"

"My illusion... is of moderate level. It is a test of my cultivation before and after my ascension. The secret realm says that this level will be weaker if you encounter weak obstacles. My divine power has not yet recovered, so naturally I will not encounter particularly difficult obstacles. Master, what happened? Are you willing to tell me about it?"

Huo Feng's eyes flickered a few times, then he looked at her with concern, and naturally raised his hand to pick off the fallen leaves that were stuck on her body.

Wang was still frightened and confused by the illusion, and she even felt a lingering pain in her legs.

She forgot when she let go of his hand and just stood there, staring blankly at Huo Feng tidying up her messy hair and clothes.

Huo Feng's fingers were long and warm. He carefully stroked the hair on her cheeks and ears. It was as if he was deliberately controlling it, not touching her pale and cold skin at all.

Wang Wei inadvertently smelled the faint scent of grass and trees on him, and became even more dazed.

"I am not happy that someone is eating my flesh and drinking my blood." She spoke slowly without any beginning or end.

Huo Feng's hand paused slightly, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little. An abrupt voice emerged from his sea of ​​consciousness, and this voice was almost the same as his own, "I'm not lying to you, am I? I can see her illusion, don't you still believe me?"

"You are a force that is harmful to the four realms. Even if you have unlimited power, what can you prove if you are right? We still have to eliminate you completely."

The voice laughed arrogantly a few times and said indifferently: "Whatever you think, I can only tell you that she is not a good person. You might as well believe me instead of her. At least I can bring you endless magic power. She..."

"Shut up." Huo Feng interrupted it decisively, "I don't allow you to slander her. I won't believe a word you say."

Huo Feng frowned. He didn't like this weird thing using his own voice to talk about everything about his master.

He immediately summoned the divine power within his sea of ​​consciousness and expelled the dark grey mist into an emerald crystal, as if sealing it.

The voice was still struggling: "...I believe you will come back to find me, you need me..."

Huo Feng quickly reinforced the seal.

The power of the devil: "..."

Huo Feng adjusted his breath and looked up to see Wang Wei, who was depressed after being immersed in the illusion. An unknown pain suddenly surged in his heart and blocked his throat, making it difficult for him to speak.

It was the first time he saw Wang Wei like this. He raised his arms to hug her, but the words that the mist had said to him in the illusion before kept repeating in his mind.

"You are so indecisive, and you still want to have other ideas? She is high above... God, back in heaven, you and she are people from two different worlds. If you accept my help, your chances of winning will be greater."

Huo Feng immediately refuted it: "No matter who she is, she is my master. I, I have no other thoughts. You, a group of haze that dare not see the light of day, don't even think about disturbing my Tao heart."

"Is it me who is disturbing you, or is it that your heart has already wavered? You know it better than anyone else... You are hiding it so deeply, what are you afraid of?"

Huo Feng silently chanted a calming mantra and no longer responded to the voice.

——That strange voice that was exactly the same as my own.

When exactly did you become attracted to it?

Maybe it was the first time they met, or maybe it was every time they spent time together. She seemed indifferent and unpredictable, but when he needed support and doubted himself, she cleared the clouds for him and pointed him in the right direction. Sometimes he thought she was hard to understand, and sometimes he thought this was perhaps the freedom and willfulness of being born as a god.

As for his feelings, he didn't dare to think too deeply.

Every time a thought came to his mind, it came to an abrupt end. He let it die peacefully in his mind without causing any waves.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to hug her tightly, and just gently held her hand.

"Master, I am always by your side."

Wang Wei lowered her head, Huo Feng bent down slightly, trying to look up at her from below, "Where is the person who made Master unhappy now?"

"I killed them all." Wang Wei answered without hesitation.

There was silence between the two for a moment, and Huo Feng said, "Well done."

Hearing this, Wang Wei couldn't help but look up and gaze into his eyes. Huo Feng looked back with a firm gaze and continued, "In my eyes, Master is a very affectionate person, and he does things in a straightforward way, but I believe that Master has always walked within his own path. He has never crossed the boundary of cause and effect."

Wang Wei looked at him without saying anything. This was not the answer she expected.

She thought Huo Feng would advise her to kill less and try to come up with a win-win solution to the problem, and then she could naturally laugh and say you are a fool.

But now, she was at a loss.

"Master must have experienced a lot in the past. I came late and didn't participate." Huo Feng said slowly, "Some of the past is like clouds and smoke, such as some idle moments, which happened but were soon lost in the long life... and some of the past is like the sea, seemingly calm, but always turbulent somewhere, such as some unforgettable painful moments, even if those injuries have healed and not even a scar is left. The hurt exists, if you just brush it off... after all, it can't be healed."

Wang Wei stared at him blankly, and the two of them stared at each other, neither of them avoiding the collision of their eyes that were like torches and deep pools. Suddenly, the wind started to blow, and she took the opportunity to raise her sleeves to cover her face, quietly wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the wind blowing her sleeves, and Huo Feng also quietly turned his eyes away and looked into the distance.

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Wang Wei's voice was slightly hoarse, "Let's find the artifact first, and then... we can talk about it after we find it, okay?"

"Of course!" Huo Feng raised his voice, "Master, just now two groups of people went to the east and south respectively, so why don't we go to the north to have a look?"

Wang Wei nodded in agreement, and the two walked side by side towards the forest in the north. Huo Feng held her left hand, which was covered with his warmth, and she did not let go of his hand. She did not reject his touch, which made Huo Feng feel a little excited.

Hidden in the lush forest shrubs are some plants and vegetation filled with spiritual energy. These things that we usually look down upon must now be collected as much as possible.

The master and disciple took the space storage bag and began to collect. They gave a part to the person who provided the quota, King Xian, and of course kept some for themselves in case of emergency.

"Here there are golden ground grass and poetry pattern flowers! Is that red blood sunflower over there? I seem to have seen the eighty-one-bend green water ginseng..." Huo Feng looked at the spiritual plants all over the ground. Each one was like a rare treasure. He wished he could just take a look at them and let them jump into his pocket automatically.

"You also like spiritual plants?" Wang Wei suddenly remembered that Chun He, the great elder of Tianhe Sect, was deeply obsessed with this thing.

"I'm fine," Huo Feng sighed. "In the past, when there were sect exams and god exams, cultivating spiritual plants was also a required course. But these flowers and plants with spiritual power are really not easy to cultivate."

Wang Wei was amazed. She also felt the difficulty. After all, all the spiritual plant gardens in Chenzhongtian Palace were outsourced. There were many people around her who knew how to eat, but not many who knew how to grow flowers. She could do a favor by outsourcing the garden to Mu De Chong Hua Shenzun.

"Since you are a civil servant in Tiancao, you probably won't have to take care of these flowers and plants. It sounds very troublesome."

"I thought I didn't have to worry about it anymore, but who would have thought that our department's immediate superior, Divine Master Chonghua, would ask me to take care of a lot more."

Huo Feng lowered his voice, seeming helpless. "She sent me abroad to several gardens in Chenzhongtian to teach the local water gods how to cultivate spiritual plants. The first time, I planted them all myself. I must have planted hundreds of thousands of them over the past few hundred years... It doesn't matter. What's too much is that the Lord God didn't even give me some extra salary... Oh!"

Huo Feng showed a slightly sad expression.

"What! You didn't give any money?" Wang Wei was shocked.

I really didn't expect that Huo Feng had come to the garden of my palace to plant flowers and plants, and it was Huo Feng who was doing the work that Chonghua contracted.

Moreover, she had clearly paid tens of millions of main star spirit stones as a reward, and asked Chonghua to find people to turn those messy swamps into a sea of ​​flowers...but she didn't even let the main labor force get any of it.

For a moment, Wang Wei looked at Huo Feng with eyes full of pity.

"Yes, the Chonghua God said that young people should work harder and plant some flowers and plants to beautify the heaven. This is the duty of every god, so there is no money."

"You are the only one who has to bear most of the obligations of each god?" Wang Wei stopped picking and looked at him.

"Actually, when I saw those barren lands filled with fragrant spiritual plants that I planted with my own hands, and heard that those spiritual plants can be used, my mood...is generally pretty good. And I also have my own expertise. Like Lord Chonghua, I am a user of wood-based magic." Huo Feng answered sincerely, as if he didn't care that much about the reward.

"You are really a promising talent!" I hope this is a sincere compliment.

Huo Feng was struck by the sudden praise and became shy for a moment. Then he suddenly curved his eyebrows as if he had thought of something: "When we return to heaven, you can let me take care of Master's garden. I don't want any reward."

In his heart, he had already tacitly accepted that Wang was one of the Nine Divine Lords, and since that power had mentioned it by accident, he became even more convinced of it.

Moreover, he had reason to suspect that Wang Wei was the legendary Water Virtue God who lived in seclusion in the Upper Heaven Palace. The gods in heaven all had their own palaces and naturally had gardens, so they would definitely need him.

Wang Wei laughed out loud: "If there is a chance, I will definitely give it to you. But I will definitely pay you. I will not treat unfairly those who work hard for me."

The two of them smiled knowingly.

Wang was bending down to pick a blue-green plant when suddenly the plant began to sway wildly as if it had become a spirit, so fast that it could not be seen with the naked eye.

So weird!