Empress' Marshal's Concubine

She has no name, and she doesn't need a name, because no one will call her. She has no friends, no enemies, no enemies. She just wants to practice, but she doesn't know why she wants to practice. At the beginning, she was afraid of being damaged by others. , Then it was afraid of being wiped out, and then it was numb.

She didn't know what else she could do, what she should do, and what she needed to do besides cultivation, so seizing the crystal soul and cultivating became the whole of her life.

It is precisely because of this that she will become a magic blade capable of competing with any divine weapon.

Why she was locked up in this place, she still remembers very clearly.

That day, she was looking for the crystal soul on the battlefield as usual, and she saw a graceful woman in a black dress, although she was just a fan who didn't know what she liked, but At that glance, she fell into it, thinking that if she got the crystal soul of this woman, she would definitely not eat her, and took her crystal soul with her, so that she would have companionship.

How did she know that there is something called danger in this world!

I don't even know that there is something worse than danger that is pain, torture that is worse than death.

She carefully followed the woman in black clothes who was covered in pure water vapor and exuded a cool smell.

The woman in black clothes walked to the side of Lei Yinquan, the source of water in the Demon Realm, and jumped into the spring water without a shadow.

In a moment of impatience, she also jumped down, and only after she jumped down did she realize that she doesn't know how to swim at all, she's just a fan...

It's not a water-based monster, so she drank the water drowsily and sank down. At that time, she turned into a white-haired woman.

She thought that she would lose her senses in this way, and then become a prototype, floating on the surface of the water, but she didn't expect that the woman in black clothes, who was full of water, swam over from nowhere, and looked at her for a while, like Like carrying a bag, he grabbed her by the collar and threw her on the shore without mercy.

"With a fan, you dare to follow the deity. You can't do what you can." The woman in the dark clothes looked down at her who was in a mess because of falling into the water.

The woman's appearance is stunning and cold, just as her voice is clear and cold with the sound of water.

She looked up at the woman in black clothes, she couldn't see that the other party was a prototype or what the primordial spirit was, she knew that the other party's cultivation base was higher than her own.

She couldn't tell whether the other party was a demon, a demon, a spirit, or a god.

She knows that 500 years of cultivation in the demon world can transform into monsters, and 500 years of cultivation can transform into human form into spirits, but spirits are still lifes, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, without evil spirits of monsters, but with clear aura. , and 5000 years of hard work to transform into a human form is a demon, the prototype is a beast, and a demon needs 2 years of cultivation. The calamity of a young man, after three tribulations, officially falls into the evil way, possessing the power to compete with the gods, and at the same time, every 1 years, he has to experience a thunder calamity, which is more ferocious than the first thunder calamity. off.

Many monsters and spirits have practiced for 5000 years. When they first experienced human robbery, they failed. Because of this, they lost their bodies, became monsters, or monsters, lost their minds, and practiced again. Most of them fell into monsters and monsters. It is very difficult for the spirits and demons of Warcraft to find themselves in the chaos and practice again. They can only eat for food day after day, until they encounter creatures stronger than themselves and kill them.

And she no longer remembers how many catastrophes she has experienced. Anyway, she is just a fan. She doesn't have much emotion, no nostalgia, no joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, and resentment. It is nothing more than turning yourself into a prototype, finding an open space to lie down, and waiting for the lightning and thunder, the sky and the earth are reversed, the wind blows the sun, the fire burns and the rain pours, and the freezing thunder strikes the lightning.

When it passed, I was nothing more than a few scars on my body.

She looked at the black-clothed woman stupidly, and then imitated the black-clothed woman's voice and spoke slowly, because it was the first time she spoke, so the words were a little vague, "Your name is the deity?"

Hearing her words, the woman in black was taken aback, and a sly smile appeared on her face.

"Are you going to go through a catastrophe?" The woman in black still looked so lofty and inviolable.

She nodded, then shook her head again, she didn't remember, she didn't remember the last time she experienced calamity, but the woman in black said that she nodded subconsciously, but she didn't know, so she shook her head again.

Seeing her stupid look, a smile appeared on the cold face of the woman in black. There was no mockery, no coldness in that smile, just a pure smile.

She lost her mind looking at it, lost her heart in her short but shallow smile, and forgot her love.

She was caught in her smile in a daze, but suddenly felt dizzy, the thunder rolled and shook the ground so that the ground trembled.

She came back to her senses, and suddenly remembered that it was the same when she went through the calamity last time, so she didn't care about the woman in black, she got up from the ground in a somewhat embarrassed way, squeezed a spell in her hand, and drove away .

This is a sign of calamity. She must find an open space. She must find an open space where no one will go in the shortest possible time. Otherwise, if someone passes by during her calamity...she can't imagine the result what would it be like.

Soon she came to the clearing that she appeared in almost every calamity. This clearing was originally a forest, but it has been turned into a flat land for a long time.

She had just received the spell, her feet were firmly on the ground, and she wanted to turn into a prototype and lie on the ground, waiting for the calamity, when she heard a cold voice with a watery sound behind her, "That's right, I underestimated you. Know the art of controlling the wind."

Turning around suddenly, I was surprised to see the woman in black looking at her behind her with a deep smile on her lips.

"It's interesting to be covered in stinking blood, since it can still resist the wind." The woman in black had a little more mockery on her face.

"Go quickly, you will hurt." She tried her best to express herself clumsily in the language she had learned.She didn't mind the woman in black's ridicule, because she felt happy even if the woman in black teased her.

"You are the one who snatches the crystal soul! No wonder! I haven't found the real culprit after searching for so long. I didn't expect that I accidentally planted willows, Liu Chengyin. You are also interesting. You are obviously a cruel little thing, but you still take care of him kindly. He lives or dies." The woman in black seemed to be in a good mood, standing there, the wind blew her black hair like ink.

Seeing the woman in black walking out of the picturesque scene, she didn't know what to say or how to explain it.

She started with awareness and never felt that there was anything wrong with what she was doing.

She just survived in her own way.

Just like fox demons absorbing human souls, elves absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, piranhas eating human bones and blood, vines eating people's hearts, bear demons eating people's left hands, fish demons eating people's brains...

But I don't know why when the woman in black said something, she felt as if something had pierced her heart. It was sour and astringent, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't cough or swallow.

At this time, she has already heard that this woman in black is not from the devil world, she is from the heaven world.

Only those gods who are high in the sky, who never worry about living, and who only listen to the prayers of good men and women, can have offerings and gifts, will use such a tone and say such words.

Because of the things she did on weekdays, people in the devil world seemed to be nothing more than normal.

The Demon Realm is such a world where the weak prey on the strong. As long as you are strong enough, no matter what method you use to become stronger, no one will say anything to you about benevolence and righteousness.

No one will care about your process of becoming stronger, but they will only worry about whether you will be an enemy or a friend after you become stronger.

She was a little sad. For the first time in her life, she cared about someone, fearing that the other person would hurt her.

But the other party didn't appreciate it, and was a little surprised and unbelievable.

Another billowing thunder fell in front of her with sparks.

Out of the kindness of protecting the other party, she took a step forward, opened her arms, and protected the other party behind her.

But when the thunder with sparks was about to fall between the woman in black and her, it turned a corner and landed on the ground not far away, creating a big hole.

"You go, it's dangerous. You will die." She still used simple words to express her worry.

I didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what I did, let alone noticed my abnormality.

She has never cared about the death of people other than herself. Even if some people have a strong crystal soul, she will stimulate all the negative emotions of the other party, making the other party lose the confidence to live, and face it negatively, and then the other party will die. When the time comes, take away the crystal soul of the other party.

She is such an existence who uses death to save time and effort to obtain the crystal soul to cultivate herself.

But she is doing a very stupid thing now. It is obvious that the woman in black is more powerful than her, but she is naive and naive and wants to protect the other party, and does not want the other party to suffer the slightest harm, even if the other party is not at all. I disdain to do this by myself, let alone do it by myself.

The woman in black stood there motionless, looking thoughtfully at the anxious, but didn't know how to express her, a cold, almost cruel smile flashed in her long and narrow phoenix eyes.

Another thunderbolt fell on her back. She was so traumatized that she could no longer maintain her human form, and turned into a prototype...