Fantasy: My Sect is 100 Million Points Stronger

I don't know how much time passed before Wang Feng woke up. What he saw was a picture that could not be described as beautiful or weird.

At this moment, Wang Feng was lying on a huge rock. Not far from him, a graceful woman was sitting on the edge of the mountain with her back to him. The strong cold wind blew by, causing her snow-white dress to fly and her hair to be covered with blue hair. Flying in the dark wind!

Just this back view is enough to captivate the city.

However, around her, there was a rich dark red corpse aura, all of which blended together to form a coquettish and strange beauty!

Who could have imagined that this woman, who could make any man in the world fall in love, would be a drought demon known as the disaster of the heavens?

She just sat quietly on the edge of the mountain, letting the corners of her skirt fly, eternally beautiful, like a touching picture.

Wang Feng sat up from the boulder and looked at the back figure. He felt an inexplicable feeling of distress in his heart, and had an urge to rush over and hold her in his arms to protect her.

So far, he has seen a lot of peerless women, a lot, but apart from Ye Muqing, this is the first time a woman can make him feel this way again.

The first time he saw Ye Muqing in the ancient world became an eternity in his heart, so when Ye Muqing decided to follow him, he did not consider the other party's origin and background, and relied on his instinctive impulse to directly agree. Come down!

Even though he has been separated from Ye Muqing for a long time, his feelings for Ye Muqing have not weakened at all. On the contrary, they are constantly rising due to missing him. But now, this Han Demon seems to have a kind of magic power, which forcefully tears apart his feelings for Ye Muqing. , occupying a place in his heart!

Wang Feng would never believe this in the past.

Nowadays, with Wang Feng's status, he can't brag about it. He only needs to hook his fingers to see how many peerless women are willing to become Taoist partners with him. But because of his feelings for Ye Muqing, he has always been unfaithful to other women. The words, even the emperor's piano, failed to make any waves in him.

Who would have thought that a Hanbao whom he had not gotten along with for a short time would actually make him develop feelings?

"Would you like to hear me tell a story?"

The beautiful figure seemed to notice that Wang Feng was awake, and said without even turning his head.

Her voice was very peaceful, like the spring breeze blowing, warming people's hearts. It was hard to imagine that this was the voice of a drought demon.

"good!"

Wang Feng nodded subconsciously.

"Come and sit!"

Hanbao patted the open space beside him and said softly to Wang Feng.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Feng walked over and sat next to her.

In Wang Feng's imagination, the Drought Demon, who could be called the Supreme of the Corpse Dao, was at least ferocious and terrifying, not to mention the green face and fangs. However, the person in front of him was beautiful and charming, like a fairy who fell from the nine heavens.

Sitting next to her, Wang Feng could clearly smell a faint fragrance, which made his calm heart ripple.

"A long time ago, a family of three lived happily here, carefree, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. During that time, that little eight-year-old girl was the happiest!"

"At that time, there were no heavenly corpses here, nor were there any demons and ghosts. There were only beautiful mountains and rivers!"

"The good times did not last long. On that day, a corpse fell from the sky and fell straight to the earth, turning all the beautiful mountains and rivers into pollution. In just two years, many monsters and monsters were born."

"That couple was killed and died miserably. The murderer was the previous generation leader of this group of heavenly corpses."

Hanbao spoke very calmly, without any disturbance, but Wang Feng felt very uncomfortable when he heard it. He looked at her beautiful profile and couldn't help but feel distressed on his face.

Wang Feng was still wondering before, why did Han Bao fight to the death with the Tiandao corpse? After all, in the final analysis, both drought demons and ghouls are a type of corpse. Although they are born in different ways and have different abilities, their origins are almost the same.

Now, he finally knew why Drought Demon took action against these Tiandao ghouls, even with an attitude of not giving up.

"When that ten-year-old girl was about to die, a man appeared. With one sword and one man, he killed all the monsters and monsters!"

"That tall and straight back is the only support for that ten-year-old girl!"

Having said this, Hanbao turned around and stared at Wang Feng, his eyes burning with an unfathomable meaning.

"and after?"

Wang Feng also looked at Hanbao, but he failed to feel the meaning in Hanbao's eyes, and asked curiously.

At this moment, Wang Feng wanted to know more about Hanba, her past, and everything about her.

"I do not remember!"

Hanbao shook her head, and before Wang Feng could speak, she continued: "I have been pursuing that back figure all my life, and I am also pursuing that memory!"

"Don't fall in love with the mortal world, don't admire the powerful, don't be tainted by cause and effect, don't fall into reincarnation, just for that one person, die without regrets!"

Hearing this, Wang Feng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he did not say anything and lowered his head in silence.

He was very complicated at the moment. He could feel that he had different feelings for this Drought Demon. This was the resonance from the origin of the soul, but the other person... already had feelings for him.

Hanbao seemed to be aware of Wang Feng's disappointment, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing an indescribable smile.

"Can you go somewhere with me?"

Wang Feng's expression froze and he asked: "Where?"

"The source of the heavenly corpses, the place where the corpse that fell from the sky is located!"

Hearing this, Wang Feng's face looked a little strange, and he looked at Hanba with a confused look.

Didn't she want to devour the body and take revenge? After all, without that corpse falling from the sky, her home would not have been destroyed.

"What are you thinking about?"

Hanbao's face turned red, he glared at Wang Feng and let out a sweet cry.

This scene made Wang Feng dumbfounded. Who could have imagined that a Han Demon would show such a shy side?

Immediately afterwards, Wang Feng noticed something was wrong and subconsciously asked: "Can you hear my heart?"

At this moment, Wang Feng was even a little scared. With his current strength, even a strong man at the peak of the Heavenly Realm would not be able to see through him, let alone hear his voice.

"My guess."

Hanbao winked playfully and chuckled.

She didn't seem to want to say more on this topic, so she explained instead: "That corpse was one of the strongest enemies killed by Shenxu Tianzu back then, and its cultivation reached the peak of the eighth realm of Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao Cang Realm. , the artifact in the hands of those heavenly corpse ghosts is just their weakest treasure."

"His real treasure is a strange artifact called the Three Life Stone. It is also because of this Three Life Stone that he is called the Three Life Cangzu by the world!"

"Back then, Shenxu Tianzu was able to kill him because he attacked him while he was seriously injured. Otherwise, even someone as powerful as Shenxu Tianzu would not be able to kill him!"

"That strange artifact, the Three Lives Stone, was not taken away by Shenxu Tianzu. Instead, it became a burial object and sank into the ground together with the Three Lives Cangzu!"