Martial Inverse

Chapter 480

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?Chapter 480 Training Body with Ten Thousand Poisons

As night falls, the icy moonlight pours down from the sky, covering the whole world with a layer of light silver, which is very poignant.

"Squeak!"

With a soft sound, the door was opened, and Feng Hao, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, curled his mouth, opened his eyes, and saw a slim figure walking in.

Qingwu was wearing a silver-white dress with wide sleeves and a tight-fitting, floor-length skirt. A light silver belt was tied around her willow waist, which perfectly showed her slender waist. A dazzling white leg. Let people have a fiery impulse in their hearts.

The jade hands are like catkins, the skin is like creamy fat, the face is like gentle jade, the eyebrows are crescent, and between the brows there is a faintly delicate, seemingly charming * seductive * face, but there is also a repulsive Thousands of miles away indifferent.

A pair of black eyes like autumn water always seem to hold a charming smile, and that delicate and charming face reveals a trace of charm, plump body, graceful and charming, and the eyes are flowing, all exuding an intrigue. The charming style is natural.

The silk long skirt swayed gently with the lotus steps, outlining a graceful and charming curve.

What a peerless stunner!

"Hoo!...Hoo!..."

Unknowingly, Feng Hao's breathing suddenly became quickened, red bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, and his heart was even hotter.

"Humph!"

The pair of scorching eyes full of strange desires that he glanced at, his green and pretty face flushed slightly, covered with a layer of blush, as if he thought of something, his face turned cold, and he snorted coldly, his eyes were full of indifference.

"Uh..."

Looking at those icy eyes, Feng Hao's body trembled, as if cold water poured down, the fire in his heart was quickly extinguished, he got off the bed, and greeted him with a hint of sneer.

"coming."

Looking at that charming yet rather stubborn pretty face, Feng Hao felt pain in his heart for no reason, and his eyes were full of deep guilt.

Qingwu didn't speak, and after closing the door, she sat down at the table, not looking at him at all.

"Ha ha."

Feng Hao smiled wryly, sat down opposite her, then turned serious, and asked in a deep voice, "What is in Meng'er's body?"

The poison energy in the dark vortex is really terrifying, and it is the first time that Feng Hao is not absolutely sure about it. He feels that it is no longer the poison energy possessed by a simple poison master.

Qingwu glanced at him, and seeing his serious face, a complex flash of light flashed in his eyes, and then said slowly, "That is a special kind of physique in legends, which our poison masters call supreme. The poison body is the body of the legendary Poison Ancestor!"

Poison Ancestor, according to legend, he was the first person to master poison energy. He was born with a poison body, and he was also one of the most powerful people in the remote period. Can survive.

"The body of the Poison Ancestor?"

Hearing this, Feng Hao's heart sank.

Although he didn't know what the Poison Ancestor Body was, just the name made him feel heavy.

He had a feeling in his heart that this so-called Supreme Poison Physique was probably not inferior to the Void Martial Physique!

There are strange bodies in the world, which are born and raised by nature, passed on from generation to generation, and belong to one person in each life.

Originally, Feng Hao thought that there was only the Void Martial Body, but after seeing Xiao Qingmeng's Supreme Poison Body, he couldn't help wondering, are there really only these two special physiques in this world?

Certainly more than that!

The lord of nothingness, the supreme ancestor of poison, Feng Hao suddenly felt that the world seemed not as simple as he had seen.

"Is there a way to suppress the shock?"

Thinking of the horror of the Void Martial Body, Feng Hao couldn't help but sink in his heart.

"There is nothing in this world that can completely suppress the Supreme Poison Body!"

Qingwu shook her head dejectedly, clenched her silver teeth, her complexion was a little pale, and her eyes revealed sadness.

"what?!"

Feng Hao stood up abruptly.

There is no way to suppress the shock. If it is activated, isn't that equal to a dead end?

He frowned, stomped around the room, stopped for a while, and sat down on the chair like a deflated ball, asking, "Is there no other way?"

"There is only one way!"

Qingwu glanced at him with a complicated expression, and spoke slowly.

"any solution?!"

Feng Hao hurriedly asked.

"As long as Meng'er can control the Supreme Poison Body, not only will it be fine, but she will also have the Supreme Poison Ancestor Poison Power."

While speaking, a strange light rose from Qingwu's eyes.

This is the poison body of the Supreme Poison Patriarch. If he can truly control it, he may become the second Poison Patriarch in the future!

"Control?"

Feng Hao's heart sank, and he thought secretly.

Isn't this exactly the same as the Void Martial Body?

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he asked, "Then how can I control it?"

"Train your body with ten thousand poisons..."

Qingwu's heart was complicated.

How cruel is it for a little girl to train her body with poison? But this is the only way out...

"call!..."

Feng Hao took a deep breath, which was not beyond his expectation, and asked Qing Wu, "What do you need?"

"We need 32,000 kinds of strange poisons and elixir recorded in the world, one plant per taste..."

As a poison master, Qingwu understands the characteristics of poison very well, such a boundless pain, to let a little girl bear it...

"Woohoo!..."

Gritting her silver teeth, her delicate body trembled a little, mist floated from her eyes, tears filled the air, and she couldn't cry.

"Woo..."

Feng Hao walked over, hesitated for a while, stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms, looking at the sad and painful beauty in his arms, his heart was stabbed with pain, deep into his soul.

He could imagine how much pressure Qingwu would have to bear after learning about Xiao Qingmeng's physique...

Underneath the strong exterior, she has a fragile heart. As the saint of the Shadow Demon Cult, who can she tell her thoughts and fragility?

"Sorry, sorry..."

Apologetic, boundless apologetic, seeing Qingwu crying like an ordinary girl, his heart was pierced, and he could only keep apologizing.

"Woohoo!...Maybe it's you, maybe it's you, if it wasn't for you, why would Meng'er be like this, woohoo!..."

Seems to have found an outlet, Qingwu burst into tears, beating Feng Hao continuously with her powder fist, tears wet his clothes.

Accumulated grievances for many years, poured out all at once...

"sorry Sorry..."

Hearing the heart-piercing cry, Feng Hao's nose was sore, his eyes were hot, bloodshot eyes were spreading in his pupils, listening to everything she said, his heart was trembling, he was a bastard, All things are actually let a woman bear for herself...~