Genius Beast Master

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"Stinky girl, I might as well remind you that my babies are equivalent to the level of Hades and are different from these weak cultivators in the mortal world!"

"Just try it and you will know!" Han Wuxie smiled charmingly, his eyes shining with pride and confidence.

The sarcasm in the middle-aged man's eyes was like a cold sharp sword, and he growled coldly, "Hurry up and charge!"

The zombie bared its teeth and claws and rushed towards Han Wuxie. One of the zombie's ugly claws hit Han Wuxie's eyeballs. Han Wuxie showed no fear and played the strings calmly.

A strange aura of coldness followed the strings. The moment the strings played, the energy turned into a sharp sword and cut off all the five fingers and claws of the zombie.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was not worried, but raised a strange smile and said grimly: "You know this trick?"

Han Wuxie slightly raised his eyes. At this time, the zombie not only did not suffer from the pain of having his fingers broken off, but also had a weird and terrifying happy smile on his face.

The black blood that had been sprinkled on the zombie's body by the middle-aged man suddenly erupted with a dazzling light, instantly imprinted into the body from the zombie's skin. The zombie roared to the sky and was instantly demonized. Six terrifying arms grew out, and the arms were like his

His legs were the same, and he looked like a green, dry spider.

Han Wuxie sneered sarcastically, and lightly swept the strings with his fingers. The air spread like water waves, and instantly transformed into ice thorns. The needle-thin ice thorns flew into the zombie's body. A dozen zombies instantly looked like puppets without strings.

Locked in the ice thorns transformed by sound waves, Han Wuxie waved the strings of the piano, and they followed the rhythm of Han Wuxie's piano music and changed their body movements, straightening their frightened faces and becoming funny.

They obviously wanted to look ferocious and terrifying, but under Han Wuxie's relaxed and cheerful music, they became funny, unable to laugh or cry, and their faces were full of pain.

"Your babies, they seem to listen to me more!" Han Wuxie joked with a smile.

The middle-aged man's face turned dark and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Such a scene was beyond his imagination.

The middle-aged man shouted angrily: "Get back here!"

The zombies looked at the middle-aged man in fear, wanting to come back according to his instructions, but as soon as Han Wuxie's music played, the zombies did go back, but they rushed back ferociously, turning the target of their attack into the middle-aged man.

"How is that possible!"

The middle-aged man can hardly believe his own eyes. The ghost he has cultivated for thousands of years is actually attacking him.

He dodged awkwardly, as if he didn't want to deal with the treasure he had cultivated with all his heart, but the zombies had no intention of letting him go, and swarmed towards him. Even if he dodged one, another one would appear.

He rushed towards me with bared teeth and claws, his eyes full of bloodlust.

"Damn it! Get out of here!" the middle-aged man cursed in anger: "Open your eyes and take a good look, it's me! You actually attacked me! Don't force me to take action! Get out of here!"

The zombies' eyes were cloudy and bloodthirsty, and they didn't pay attention to what he said. Han Wuxie's piano music was furious and violent, and their attacks became furious and violent. Han Wuxie's eyes were bloodthirsty and gloomy, and their eyes were also filled with anger.

The mood of composing and playing music changes.

The middle-aged man was furious, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

He suddenly opened his sharp and cold eyes, glared at Han Wuxie who was playing the piano, and said in a low and dangerous voice: "Stinky girl, you are quite capable! But, do you think that I can't do anything to you, even if I trained you?"

So what about the zombies? After all, they are just my tools. I want to destroy them easily!" As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "pop" sound, and he crushed the teapot in his hand to pieces. At this moment, more than a dozen people

The zombies and the ghosts inside all exploded, letting out earth-shattering wails, turning into black dust and being carried away by the wind.

Han Wuxie smiled faintly and stopped playing the piano in his hand.

"Stinky girl, those are just some puppets. This time I'm going to take action myself! I won't let you off so easily, you, a stinky girl who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

Han Wuxie looked at him indifferently, narrowed his eyes, "Are you finally going to take action personally?" What kind of power can a cultivator in the golden elixir stage have? Coming to this continent of cultivation, I have not really tried to use it.

The power, I still don’t know how powerful it is?

"Haha!" The middle-aged man chuckled sinisterly and stretched out his hand to make strange movements. Every finger seemed to be bent excessively and became strangely shaped.

Han Wuxie frowned slightly, and Hua Qianye's reminder came to his ears, "It is possessed by the spirit of the summoned strong man."

"The soul of the strong?"

"That is to say, the soul power is stronger than what he has now, so that he can use the complete power of Hades in the mortal world!"

"The complete power of Ming Jun?" Han Wuxie's brows tightened, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

"Shall I take action?" Hua Qianye asked tentatively.

Han Wuxie hesitated for a moment, and after thinking about it, he still shook his head and said, "Let me try it first. I also want to see what Ming Lord looks like when he is complete?"

"That's fine." Hua Qianye smiled gently, but her figure was a little closer to Han Wuxie, as if he would take action to protect her at any time.

Han Wuxie glanced at him and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but didn't say much.

The middle-aged man suddenly trembled all over. Ruo Yan's visible and terrifying ghost penetrated his body, and his appearance became even more ferocious and terrifying.

Those cold, hazy eyes became bloodthirsty and cruel. His body was swelling, the clothes on his upper body exploded instantly, his muscles swelled, and his veins popped out.

Han Wuxie frowned slightly and became more alert.

The middle-aged man rushed towards Han Wuxie at a trot. When he touched the ground, a small hole formed by footprints would sink into the ground.

"Stinky girl, suffer death!" The middle-aged man was running with strong winds, and a terrifying dead skull appeared in his palm. He threw the skull towards Han Wuxie, silently muttering a voice as terrifying as a ghost's cry.

Han Wuxie's head was in severe pain, and his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground. He looked down and saw, at some point, a dozen hands appeared from the ground, pulling his feet down hard.

Han Wuxie hurriedly played the lyre. The simple sound of the lyre disturbed the ghost cry silently in the man's mouth. The hands emerging from the ground were trembling, trying hard to grab Han Wuxie's hand. Han Wuxie used his magic power to make the

The water came out and instantly condensed into ice. The ice pierced the terrifying ghost hands. Those ghost hands tried hard to break free, even if their fingers were broken. After breaking free from the ice thorns, they did not dare to catch Han Wuxie anymore.

Terrified, he crawled back to the ground.

The middle-aged man was still trying to recite something silently, and a terrible sound suddenly rang out. Han Wuxie's head started to hurt violently again. She played the music quickly, but the faster-paced music still couldn't suppress her voice.

The voice of young people.

"Hahaha, stop struggling to your death!" The middle-aged man laughed coldly, and with his laughter, the strange and terrifying mantra that sounded like a ghost's cry became even louder, as if it could break the eardrums, and the sound was sharp.

It seems to be able to pierce the skull.

Han Wuxie's fingers gradually became uncontrollable and became numb. Her headache was about to explode. It seemed like millions of ants were burrowing through her ears, eroding her brain nerves, making her unable to play the piano and unable to compete with the terrible pain.

Ghost cry.

Is this the terrifying power of Lord Hades?

The Lord of the Underworld uses soul power as his attack. Unlike the immortals and demons who have fancy spells and powerful props and weapons, the Underworld cultivators use voice, ghosts, and soul power to control others.

Han Wuxie felt that the sounds that sounded like ghost cries were pulling at his soul. His soul seemed unable to control his body and was unable to attack.

"Wuxie, don't be fooled by those voices, calm down, calm down!" Hua Qianye became a little anxious.

Han Wuxie struggled slightly. His voice was a little blurry, but she could hear it clearly. She tried to calm down as Hua Qianye said, but she couldn't really calm down.

"Don't think about him being Lord Hades, don't think about other things, calm down, you can't play the piano only by holding it in your hand, and the melody doesn't have to be played on the piano!"

"No need... Qin...?" Han Wuxie frowned. This seemed to be easy to understand, but also seemed difficult to understand. She wanted to look at Hua Qianye with a hint of exhaustion, but she couldn't even turn her head.

The eyeballs seemed to be frozen, and the entire soul could not control any part of the body.

Han Wuxie became anxious and wanted to ask him for help, but found that even asking for help became a difficulty.

I must pass the test of my soul!

My soul is my own and no one can control it!

Even if I don’t have a body, my soul is still my own, and no one can stop my soul!

The melody of the soul! Can a melody played without a piano be the melody of the soul!

So the sound of this middle-aged man crying like a ghost is the sound of the soul?

The power of the soul can create the melody of the soul. Where does the power of the soul come from?

When I was distressed, I suddenly felt a cold touch. It seemed that there was something in my body that I could control. What was this only thing?

She wanted to break free and find the only thing!

What is it, what is that thing! What is calling me, what power is calling me to wake it up!

A seed!

It’s the seeds that are sprouting!

Root of God!

Finally, I saw clearly that the only power that was not disturbed by the cries of ghosts, the root of God, something like a seed, was emitting layers of cold air, seeming to be sprouting, seeking its own mercy and attention.

Do you want to grow? What are you, the root of God, and what will you become after the seed grows?

The terrifying ghost cries in my ears seemed to be getting lighter and softer, and the cold air coming out of the root of God seemed to protect my soul.

I vaguely felt that this little seed-like thing was like a little baby waiting to be fed, as if it was hungry, and I seemed to be its mother. There was an inexplicable sense of motherhood that suddenly sprouted.

Grow? Want to grow?

I wanted to make a sound to ask it, but I couldn't make a sound.

I tried my best to open my mouth, but still no sound came out. I was a little anxious and a little hesitant. I was still trying hard to ask it.

Do you want to grow? With the roots of God, what will you become?

Grow up? Grow up quickly?

It seemed to be able to hear its own voice, and felt a coquettish smile and naughty voice hovering in its ears. The root of God suddenly moved, spinning, looking for something.

What are you looking for? What are you looking for? Why don't you grow, but you are looking for something?

The root of God rotated, searched, and finally stopped on the golden elixir.

Jindan? What are you going to do! Hey! What are you doing!

Han Wuxie wanted to scream, but it was too late. The seed-like thing with the root of God actually opened its mouth like a mouth and swallowed the golden elixir bit by bit as a delicacy!

Han Wuxie felt the needle prick in some pain and tried hard to stop it, but the little thing seemed to be particularly excited after eating.

The whole golden elixir is like a piece of pastry. After eating, the little thing seems to be unsatisfied and still very hungry.

Han Wuxie became a little desperate, and his eyes became a little hollow.

The golden elixir is gone!

I don’t have the golden elixir anymore!

So is there no cultivation left?

Without cultivation, how to fly, how to return to the fairyland!

The little seed-like thing chirped and smacked its mouth. Han Wuxie could subconsciously feel that it was excited. It was a kind of telepathy.

Suddenly, the little thing began to tremble, as if it had a bad stomach and was struggling.

Han Wuxie became even more nervous. Without cultivation, the divine roots can be cultivated again. It's just a matter of time. If something unexpected happens to this little thing, something big will happen!

The purpose of coming down to earth is to plant it, so nothing happens to it!

Are you okay? Don't let anything happen to you!

Don't cry, don't be sad!

Suddenly, I felt a little guilty about the little thing. It seemed that it felt that I was sad because it had swallowed the inner elixir, so it felt guilty and sad.

Han Wuxie awkwardly wanted to speak to persuade it. Although she couldn't make a sound, she knew that the little thing could hear it.

Don't feel guilty, I don't blame you, you are hungry, that's why you are like this, as long as you are good, your cultivation can be restored again, as long as you are fine, you will be fine!

The little thing can indeed sense what he is thinking and what he wants to say.

It gradually calmed down, but soon it suddenly became excited and excited, as if it had seen some delicious food.

Han Wuxie could feel the little thing making a strange cry, something like 'I'm going to start!'

Her body, which she couldn't control, was suddenly able to move, but it was obviously not her soul that was moving, but the little thing that was controlling it.

What are you going to do? What are you controlling my body for?

Han Wuxie's consciousness seemed to be able to notice the middle-aged man, and he suddenly found that the middle-aged man was a little scared.

Han Wuxie paid attention to his body again, and was shocked to find that there was a spiral socket in his Dantian, which was frantically absorbing things outward.

Looking at the middle-aged man again, Han Wuxie's eyes widened in disbelief. At the middle-aged man's Dantian, the meditation root was actually forced out of the middle-aged man's body by suction.

The middle-aged man's cultivation and strength disappeared in an instant, and the dark root flew towards his Dantian. The little thing actually rushed out of his body, opened a gap like a big mouth, and swallowed the dark root.

It was an exaggeration and a funny burp.

"What...is...going on?" Wusha, who was imprisoned in a translucent golden wall, was as beautiful as sand and as beautiful as drunkenness. His face became frightened, and his voice was filled with fear and trembling.

The middle-aged man's magic power and cultivation have all disappeared, and Han Wuxie's soul is not locked. She can speak freely and control her body freely.

After the little thing burped with satisfaction, it fled back to Han Wuxie's Dantian. Han Wuxie looked inside the Dantian. The golden elixir in the Dantian was no longer there, and the little thing didn't have any big flowers. He looked carefully.

, you will find that it has grown a little bit.

The middle-aged man was paralyzed on the ground. Summoning the soul of a strong man originally was a very soul-consuming thing. Now, suddenly, from a ghost in the world of immortals and demons with Ming roots and cultivation of Ming Lord, he suddenly became

Entering the mortal world, a waste without spiritual roots, his hair suddenly turned white and his face became withered.

Because of his deep roots and cultivation, his age and appearance are like this. Now he suddenly becomes a mortal. He is an immortal who has lived for tens of thousands of years. He naturally becomes a mortal who has lived for tens of thousands of years. However,

Obviously because of his previous cultivation, his body, which would have been dead for tens of thousands of years, was still like dry wood, barely holding on to his breath.

Han Wuxie frowned slightly and looked at Hua Qianye doubtfully. What he met was Hua Qianye's obviously surprised gaze. It was obvious that he didn't know what happened to the divine root in his body.

"Don't you know anything?" Han Wuxie asked tentatively.

Hua Qianye came back to her senses slightly, shook her head guiltily and said, "There may be some changes."

"Mutation?" Han Wuxie sighed and said with some worry: "After swallowing the dark root and cultivation of a dark king, what kind of thing will this seed grow into?"

Hua Qianye frowned solemnly, but he could not give Han Wuxie any answer.

Hua Qianye waved his hand towards the trapped Wusha, as beautiful as sand and as beautiful as drunkenness, and the golden translucent wall was taken back in his hand and turned into a talisman.

Wusha, as beautiful as sand and as beautiful as drunkenness, rushed to Mingjun, who was already extremely old.

"Are you okay?" Wusha asked in a low voice.

"Are you okay? You look at me, do you think I'm okay?" The now extremely old guy still looked domineering and said in a low voice: "I'm already a useless person, help me kill that smelly guy."

Girl!"

Pentakill was a little hesitant.

Seeing the hesitation in Wusha's eyes, the gloomy guy sneered and said, "What? The majestic Demon Lord is afraid of a stinky girl?"

Wusha's face also became ugly, and he said in a low voice: "You can only stop in moderation. I am not much higher than your previous cultivation level. I will not do anything that I am not sure of."

"Enough is enough? Do you think I can calm down in my current state?" The gloomy guy yelled: "Why, when something happened, you hid behind me, didn't you care about me, didn't you avenge me? It's a shame that we are here

We have been together in the mortal world for so many years, and you don’t have any feelings at all, you bastard who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"You'd better stop talking!" Wusha glared at him and said in a low voice: "Before I'm not angry, it's better not to talk! First figure out who you are working with. Between us for so many years, it's just cooperation and feelings.

Do you think this thing exists for a demon king and a ghost king? Talking about feelings with a demon, you are really a joke! It is your fault that you have such ridiculous ideas and ended up like this!"

"What did you say!" Ming Jun roared angrily and tried to get up from the ground, but fell to the ground weakly.

Wusha sneered: "You are a poor ant now, do you know? As an ant, you must have the awareness of an ant. If you offend me, maybe I can easily pinch your unknown identity without even using one of my fingers."

Ants!"

"Five Kills, you are really amazing. Now that you think I am no longer good, do you want to kick me away?" The gloomy man raised an extremely sinister smile and said coldly: "As you said, the devil can't

Believe it, can ghosts be believed? I am cooperating with you. As the first level person than you, I have naturally been on guard for a long time. Do you know that every time you come to me, I am in your tea intentionally or unintentionally?

Plant the ghost talisman, and now your soul is not yours to decide!"

"What!" Wu Shaxin was startled. He squatted down, stretched out his hands and grabbed the gloomy man's throat, and shouted angrily: "What on earth have you done to me? Tell me honestly, and unlock your ghost talisman."

, or I’ll kill you!”

"Kill me?" the gloomy man said with a joking smile: "You don't dare, you can't!" As soon as he finished speaking, he silently recited an ancient, low-pitched spell with some terrible timbre.

Wusha's hands trembled, his whole body froze, his soul seemed to be pulled, and he couldn't use any force with his fingers to strangle the man who was chanting the annoying spell.

The gloomy man's smile gradually became weird, and he reached out and took out a knife. Under Wu Sha's annoyed gaze, with a weird smile, he gradually removed Wu Sha's hand that was strangling his neck from his wrist.

Wusha's hand was broken, but it still kept squeezing the gloomy man's neck and continued to rest on the gloomy man's neck. The gloomy man didn't seem to have any intention of taking this hand off.

The gloomy man looked at the immobile Wusha with cold eyes, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Now, who is the ant? I can make your soul explode with your body with just a word, but you use

Even one hand can't kill me!" The gloomy man seemed to regard the hand hanging around his neck as a way to show off, and sneered: "Even if I become useless, I won't make it easy for you!"

Both Mei Rusha and Mei Ruzui frowned solemnly.

Meirusha sent a message and said: "Fortunately, my sister reminds me every time and won't let me eat their food randomly!"

Meiruzui sighed slightly and said through the message: "We are demons, how can we trust people who are demons at the same time, nor can we trust ghosts who are not of the same race."

"No wonder this annoying ghost always treats us kindly to food. Sure enough, he is laying something inside." Meirusha glanced at the gloomy man with disgust, and whispered in a low voice: "We pretend to eat every time.

This annoying guy doesn't think even we can control what he gave us, does he?"

As soon as Mei Rusha finished speaking, the gloomy man glanced at Mei Rusha and Mei Ruzui, with a calculating and gloomy look in his eyes.

Meiruzui sneered and said through the message: "Little sister, it seems that you guessed it right this time. This guy should think that our souls are also controlled by the ghost talisman, and we can still be at his mercy."

Meirusha played with the sound transmission and said, "Are we pretending, or are we mocking him?"

Mei Ruzui raised her eyebrows and sneered, and said through the voice: "Trick him first!"

The faces of Mei Rusha and Mei Ruzui instantly pretended to be extremely frightened, and they looked at the gloomy man in fear.

The gloomy man thought that the two of them had guessed that he had also poisoned their food with a ghost charm. He sneered and raised his eyebrows and said: "You are right, you have also been poisoned by my ghost charm. If you want to survive, just listen to me.

!”

"You...you actually put a ghost charm in our food!" Mei Rusha pretended to be angry, her eyes pretended to be extremely frightened, and she said in a low voice: "What do you want!"

The gloomy man stepped forward, his playful eyes wandered over Mei Rusha and Mei Ruzui, and sneered: "You two women, each with your own flavor, have been pretending to be noble and won't let me get close, thinking that I really like you."

You guys, why do you give me delicious food and drinks to please you? What a joke, you are really two naive and stupid women!"

Mei Ruzui frowned slightly in displeasure, pretending to be scared and said, "What on earth do you want?"

"Go kill that stinky girl!" The gloomy man looked at Han Wuxie coldly.

At this time, Han Wuxie and Hua Qianye were not in a hurry to deal with them, but patiently watched the show, watching themselves dog bite dog!

Meirusha and Meiruzui looked at each other, and the two of them sent messages to the invisible person in the direction where the message was sent to them before.

"We will cooperate with you." Meirusha and Meiruzui said in unison.

Hua Qianye sneered and said: "Although it's a little late, I don't mind if you kill this annoying guy as a sign of surrender to us. Depending on your performance, I will consider whether to cooperate or not."

!”

Meirusha and Meiruzui looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and said via voice: "Okay!"

Seeing that the two of them didn't answer, the gloomy man roared again and threatened: "If you don't take action, I will let you explode and die!"

"Are you sure you want to try and let the two of us explode?" Mei Ruzui raised a devilish smile, stepped forward and hugged Mei Rusha's shoulders, and said with a playful smile: "Little sister, what do you think of this stupid man?

, how should I kill so that I can better relieve the hatred in my heart?"

Mei Rusha raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Sister, I will listen to you on how to deal with him!"

"Aren't you two sisters at odds with each other?" This was the first time in so many years that the gloomy man saw the two sisters being so harmonious, even intimate.

"Why, you are only allowed to trick us, but you can't let us lie to you?" Mei Ruzui smiled playfully, caressed Mei Rusha's little face, and said lovingly: "I love my little sister the most. Ever since my parents

He died, the other brothers and sisters died, and the beautiful family was full of people. Only my little sister and I were left. I was like her mother, how could I be at odds with her? "

"My sister hugged the three-year-old me and escaped from that rain of blood. She is my savior and my only relative. How can I be at odds with my sister? Even if everyone in the world fails her, I will definitely not let her down.

Her!" Mei Rusha smiled sweetly at Mei Ruzui and said, "Sister, she is the most beautiful person in my heart. No one can replace her place in my heart. I said bad things about my sister before, just to make her feel better.

You two stinky men take it lightly!"

Meiruzui smiled playfully and said, "What? Are you surprised?"

The gloomy man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "You dare to trick me! Then you will explode!" The gloomy man smiled strangely and said coldly: "Calling the ghost talisman of my heart, summoning the ghost spirit of my heart, torture ghosts

The ghost of the talisman explodes!"

"Explode!" He frowned and shouted again: "Explode!"

Mei Rusha and Mei Ruzui leaned side by side, looking at this fool-like man playfully. Mei Ruzui raised her eyebrows and said: "Is the explosion over? Have you considered self-exposure? Now I'm afraid you can only end it by self-destruction, right?"

?Lest we sisters take action personally!"

Meirusha said with a joking smile: "You should know that my sister and I will never let those who offend us die happily. Self-destruction may be your best choice. If you are still alive, we don't know what we will do to you.

!”

Mei Ruzui stroked her fingers gently, raised her eyebrows and said: "I haven't practiced painting for a long time. Unfortunately, the quality of human skin in the mortal world is not very good. My favorite leather lantern is so beautiful. I can paint the beautiful scenery of the four seasons on it.

Just looking at the flowers will definitely attract a lot of envious looks, right?"

Mei Rusha held her forehead and sighed: "I like hair the most. There are many souvenirs in my house. The number of wigs represents how many people I have killed. I like to pull them out one by one and have my hair done like that."

The end of the silk is pointed, and it will be of very good quality when used as a writing brush, unlike the flat silk cut with scissors, which cannot be used for anything other than wigs!"

"You two dead women!" The gloomy man suddenly picked up Wusha, who could not move, and rushed towards Meurusha and Meiruzui with him in his arms.

Mei Rusha and Mei Ruzui sneered, Mei Ruzui said: "Why, you are afraid that you will not be able to hurt us if you self-destruct, so you brought the Demon Lord with you to explode. Do you want to bring us together?"

The gloomy man smiled strangely and looked coldly at the Wusha who was holding him, "Your death is worth it. Help me kill these two dead women!"

Wusha's eyes rotated hard, trying to refuse, but he couldn't move. His soul was controlled by the ghost talisman. If the gloomy man really hugged him and blew himself up together, no one in the tens of millions of miles around would be able to survive.

During this period of time, Meirusha and Meiruzui will not be able to escape thousands of miles away, and neither will the little girl. Everyone will die here.

The gloomy man sneered strangely: "You can't escape, stinky girl, two dead women. Even if I die, I won't be alone. We will die together, everyone will die together!" He laughed crazily.

Hua Qianye sneered slightly. Just as the gloomy man was reciting the formula for Wusha to self-destruct, Hua Qianye suddenly released the talisman he had used before, and a golden translucent wall surrounded both the gloomy man and Wusha.

The Pentakill was about to explode, but the gloomy man was trapped in this wall. He knew how powerful this wall was, but he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart and sneered: "It is impossible to stop the power of the explosion of the master in the middle stage of the Demon Lord.

, this wall can’t stop it!”

"It can stop it!" Hua Qianye sneered: "You will die miserably, bloody and bloody, but nothing will happen to us. This is the divine prisoner in the artifact!"

As the word "God Rune" came out, the gloomy man screamed with extreme resentment and unwillingness, and exploded at the same time as the five kills. The entire golden wall collapsed but was reshaped. None of the power of the explosion escaped the wall, and the wall was filled with flesh and blood.

Blurred, and finally the wall wrapped around the bloody mess turned back into a talisman, but because the energy was exhausted, it turned into fly ash and disappeared.

Hua Qianye smiled playfully and asked, "Do you think that the Demon Lord died unjustly?"

Han Wuxie nodded slightly and said with a wry smile: "It's a pity that the dignified Demon Lord finally died on a person he thought he could crush to death with his fingers. Ming Lord has been deposed, but he can still save another Demon Lord's life."

, this Mingjun is quite capable."

Hua Qianye nodded in approval and said with a smile: "If he is not an enemy, if such a person is a subordinate, he can be regarded as a good strategist. Although his attention is too underhanded, there is nothing impossible in the battle, as long as he wins.

winner."

Han Wuxie nodded in agreement and said: "Although the Demon King was a master in the mid-term, he died in vain because of his carelessness. This is a lesson. I will be more cautious in the future. A hero's life is short, but a hero can live forever."

Hua Qianye smiled playfully, raised her eyebrows and looked at Mei Rusha and Mei Ruzui, and said, "How do you deal with these two people?"

"Based on Ming Jun's scheming, these two people are considered good. According to what I thought before, if Ming Jun is not an enemy, but will be a good subordinate, then these two women should not be considered enemies now, and they should be good

"Subordinates." Han Wuxie squinted his eyes and looked at Mei Rusha and Mei Ruzui.

Mei Rusha and Mei Ruzui couldn't hear what Hua Qianye said, but they could hear every word Han Wuxie said. They heard the other party say that they would be good subordinates, and they felt a little unhappy. An eighteen-year-old girl

, actually want them to become good subordinates.

Seeing the reluctance in their eyes, Han Wuxie smiled playfully, narrowed his evil eyes, and coldly added what he had just said, saying: "If these two people cannot become subordinates, how can such an anxious and unpredictable person become his subordinates?"

Enemies will give people a headache. Living in the world, anything is possible. Today, there may be no enmity and no chance of fate, and the emperor may have a life-and-death feud. It cannot be ruled out that the two of them will become their enemies in the future, so they will have to fight against each other.

This possibility is nipped in the bud!”

"Strangled in the cradle?" Meirusha frowned and looked at her sister, and said in a low voice: "Is she going to kill us?"

Mei Ruzui was so shrewd that she shook her head and said, "She is threatening us."

"Sister, what should we do?" Meirusha said in confusion: "Would it be too embarrassing for us to become the subordinates of an eighteen-year-old girl?"

"Face?" Mei Ruzui sighed, shook her head and said, "Face is worthless. What is more precious than life?"

"Fate." Meirusha replied.

Mei Ruzui smiled bitterly and said: "Ming Lord died in her hands, and the strange divine roots in her body may not stop there. Maybe she thought our devil roots were good, so she ate them and became a cripple, or an old woman."

I can't do it like that."

"Is it easy for her to kill us?" Mei Rusha said sadly: "She is just an eighteen-year-old girl, but we are afraid of her. Are we really stupid in the mortal world?"

Mei Ruzui's eyes were a little depressed, and she said hoarsely: "Little sister, in the face of power, you have to bow your head, right? Just like back then..." Her voice seemed to be choked with efforts to suppress it, and she was low and did not say any more.

.

A trace of resentment ignited in Mei Rusha's eyes, and she turned to look at her sister, saying distressedly: "Sister, it's all for survival and revenge that you would..." She stopped talking, as if it was a very sad thing.

She did not say any more about the unspeakable things.

Han Wuxie and Hua Qianye looked at each other, and between the lines, they seemed to feel that the two women had some very unpleasant memories.

Han Wuxie has always been a woman, and she has a vaguely strong sixth sense. As a sister, she must be as beautiful as sand. In order to protect her sister, in order to survive, she did something she didn't want to do, maybe even sold her body, like

She has such a beautiful face, maybe even if she doesn't have such thoughts, if she is alone with her sister without the protection of an expert, she will be spied on and plotted by many people.

Han Wuxie took a deep look at Hua Qianye, and her heart was full of gratitude and joy. Because she met him, her destiny became wonderful.

However, Mei Ruzui and Mei Rusha did not have such good luck. They also brought relatives younger than themselves. Mei Ruzui should have suffered a lot as she brought her younger brother into the mortal world, right?

After all, she was protected by the Han family in the fairy world, and Mei Ruzui, how could she live with her young sister in a place like the demon world that eats people without spitting out their bones, and how could she come to the mortal world again?

Everything seemed to exaggerate Han Wuxie's sympathy.

Han Wuxie said a little awkwardly: "We call them subordinates, but in fact, I treat my subordinates like family members. In Tianxing Evil Palace, unless you violate the palace rules, I will not be harsh to you. In my eyes, those who join Tianxing Evil Palace

, are my relatives."

"Family?" Upon hearing these two words, Mei Rusha and Mei Ruzui's bodies trembled. They looked at each other tremblingly and repeated in a low voice: "Family..."

Mei Rusha's eyes were a little moist. It had been a long time since she heard these two words, but could such an encounter really have the same feelings as family members?

Mei Ruzui saw her sister's doubtful eyes and knew that she was like a wounded deer. Facing the words of family members, she yearned for and was afraid at the same time, and so was she.

Meiruzui asked in a low voice: "Do you really treat us as family members? Or do you want us to join you and deliberately deceive us?"

Han Wuxie looked deeply at Mei Ruzui, with memories in her eyes, and said: "I came down from the fairy world."

The identity of this little girl has always been a matter of doubt for the two of them. Now that they heard the little girl say this, as if she wanted to explain her life experience, they both listened quietly and patiently.

"In the past, I had no divine roots, no fairy roots, no spiritual roots..."

"How is it possible?" Meurusha interrupted doubtfully: "Isn't the root of God born with you? How could it be that you didn't have it in the past?"

Han Wuxie smiled bitterly and said: "Growing spiritual roots is the reason why I came down to earth. It is also because I have the dream of planting spiritual roots that I come down to earth. I, a loser in the fairy world, can plant spiritual roots. Even I

It’s something I’ve never thought of.”

"Growing the root of God?" Meurusha looked at her sister in confusion, and said in a low voice: "How could such a thing happen? Can the root of God be planted?"