"Only the second level Hell Wing...it's barely okay."
Youwu looked at the resources of Soul Heaven and couldn't help but shake his head: "It's okay if there is not even a single god. You can't bring over the gods of those *** women. Broken Lake, Gospel, Soul Lock, Fairy Tale...
..The witch even has two gods! If I had soul-locked gods, all these forgotten people would have died long ago!"
"Tsk, the more I think about it, the angrier I get. What kind of idiot are you to not even eat the meat in your mouth? You have a good hand and you don't even play a single one!"
"If it were me, I would kill them all first, and then instigate them to fight among themselves. A sorceress in this state is in high spirits, and it will be easier to summon gods. Whoever contributes more gods will be favored. Isn't this simple?
Simply harvest a large number of gods..." Youwu muttered, "If it were a viewer, he would definitely do this, no, he would be more efficient and secretive..." He sighed
:"so......"
"I met the viewer, you met Ash."
Youwu clasped his hands together and closed his eyes: "We are all very unlucky, Wei Xi.
In the Soul Heaven, the spectacle of "Soul Pressure" quietly disintegrated, and the magic spirits scattered in the "Rain Demon's Lair" gathered together to form a new spectacle. The substitute magic spirit was watching from the side, but found that the Heart Sword Magic Spirit also flew in, and hurriedly
I took the initiative to apply to enter the new wonder. The mist is interesting to see. There is an extra place for the substitute magic spirit in the wonder. It doesn't matter if you have it or not. The new wonder looks like an iron throne full of swords, a dark green
The figure is sitting on it, this is the new wonder that Youwu built based on Xinbi——
"Heart Hunting Throne"!
Youwu stretched out his finger, and a faint light streaked across the sky from his fingertips, leaving an ink-gray trail. The ink traces drew a huge circle around the Forgotten One. When the circle completed its closure, the ink-colored ring shrank at high speed.
, the Forgotten who could not dodge were strangled to death in an instant, and the broken souls merged into the misty gauze along the ink marks, adding a bit of elegance to him.
The Forgotten Legion immediately took the correct countermeasures, no longer gathering together, no longer being on the same level, and minimizing the risk of being trapped. They thought it was impossible to perform this powerful spectacle multiple times.
But how can they predict the wonders of the soul's supreme output based on their past combat experience? The most powerful thing about "Heart Hunter Throne" is that it consumes very little, because it does not rely on the source power consumed by demigods, but
Linearly related to the sorcerer's soul.
This is why Youwu split the "Soul Pressure", because there are several key magic spirits in it that can bind the power of the Heart Sword to the soul's foundation!
In the entire hell, no one's soul can surpass Ya Xiu, not even the soul demigod... Ashi, who has the soul heaven, his soul is already at the level of a god! Not to mention that Youwu is fighting on his behalf.
, even if the demigods react immediately and try to resist with soul miracles, he can constantly fine-tune the frequency of the "Heart Hunter Throne", find their most vulnerable gaps, and easily crush their souls!
An extremely absurd scene appeared on the sea: the mist sat in the sky, and as his fingers slid, the arrogant demigod legions fell one after another, like a swarm of mosquitoes being swatted by an electric mosquito swatter, and like a swarm of mosquitoes being swatted by an electric mosquito swatter.
It is the rice harvested by the sickle.
When the sea above and below is dyed crimson, and the mist wanders between the sea of blood, it seems to be the only ghost in hell. That's right, you are so lowly, you have no qualifications to share the sky with me.
.
If a tyrant draws a circle on the map, countless subjects will die.
But Youwu is not satisfied with killing. To be honest, he is not an indiscriminate killer. He just needs the souls of others, but others are often unwilling to hand over their souls obediently and refuse to die. Youwu has no choice but to
Give them a little help.
Thousands of souls are gathering towards the mist. He is not in a good mood right now, so these ghosts must all be punished by death. The flesh and blood are ulcerated, the nails are turned up, the nose bones are collapsed, the limbs are twisted... hundreds of them
The tortured soul screamed in despair above the sea of blood. The picture was bloody and the atmosphere was horrifying, but the mist relaxed and closed its eyes.
His most comfortable environment is hell, especially the hell he created with his own hands.
Now all are
The Forgotten ones are all dead, and no new Forgotten ones will appear for the time being. The Orochi's stomach was only stimulated by the smell of the death maniac, so it sent so many Forgotten ones. As far as it was concerned, Ash was just dealing with it.
Small virus... Since the death maniac has not continued to stimulate, the snake's stomach will naturally not overreact.
But if they want to interfere with reality, they can only borrow Ash's body, otherwise Ouroboros will go crazy because of their scent. This big snake theoretically has no emotions, but after a long period of torture and chasing, they successfully made the big snake learn
What is hatred.
Youwu glanced at the ghosts surrounding him and lost interest in torturing them. With a wave of his hand, they were like ice cream, tortured to the point of melting away by the most extreme pain.
In fact, Youwu is willing to help Ash leave some ghost reserves. Unfortunately, these are the souls of the forgotten people and cannot exist outside the maw of the serpent. Even after a while, they will
Natural degradation, just like a discarded plastic bag, nothing will be left.
At the same time, the spectacle of "Dark Demon Form" completely collapsed, and most of the magic spirits died directly because they were extremely tired. The mist can use despair to threaten the tired magic spirits to burst into 120% effort, but at the cost of them
Sudden death is inevitable...but what does it mean? It's just a bunch of magic spirits anyway.
But this way, I can finally go and do Vichy-dong!
Youwu's body was shaken, and a look of reluctance appeared on his cruel and violent face: "Give me another ten minutes...three minutes, three minutes is fine...
.....It only takes a minute, let me have a word with her.
He seemed to have lost all his strength, his virtual wings also converged, and he fell straight into the bloody ocean.
"sea breeze...
Ash opened his eyes and murmured softly: "It's really comfortable." Pa. His extremely tired soul didn't even want to move his fingers. Ash let himself fall into the lightless deep sea. However, in the dark deep sea, he actually
You can also smell the strong smell of smoke.
He looked at the dead man who was falling with him in front of him, and suddenly he felt like he was seeing a creditor in a bathhouse.
"25%, I took it away." Death Man said calmly.
Ash looked at her with questions in his eyes, but said nothing. Death Mania narrowed his eyes and exhaled a perfect smoke ring: "You will soon know what you have lost. Not power, not life, but.
"yourself."
When the sun squeezed into the slits of his eyes, Ash subconsciously made a lazy snort and turned his head to avoid the light.
After a while, his nose moved and he smelled a faint aroma of honey. He opened his eyes a little and now he was face to face with the maid, so close that the tips of his noses were almost touching.
Vichy was lying next to him sleeping soundly, with her long pink hair spread out on the pillow. The sunlight fell on her face, giving it a milky sheen. Every eyelash seemed to be hung with radiant frost, a jumping brilliance.
It dances and twinkles on the tip of the cute little nose.
Ash looked at her blankly, lowered his head, and saw two deep ravines formed by the softness in the maid's bra. He thought for a while and decided to take a look first.
"Don't you want to touch it?" A lazy and teasing laugh sounded next to him. Ash was instantly excited and looked at Vichy with a red face, seemingly at a loss. Vichy blinked and suddenly realized: "Don't worry, Sword Princess
They are not behind you. I am the only one who knows that Master, you are peeking at my body... No, you have already done it openly, and you only need to untie my clothes with your eyes.
"Sword Princess..." Ash blinked, "Where have they gone?" "It's almost noon now. They saw that you haven't woken up this morning. Today is the opening day of the nearby magic spirit black market.
They went over to see if there were any suitable magic spirits." Wei Xi held up her cheeks and said, "Let's wait until they come back to talk about what you saw and heard in hell, so as not to have to tell you twice."
"Um."
"Are you still going to sleep?"
"......Um."
"Want a good morning kiss?" Vichy said with a wicked smile, showing her evil little fangs.
Logically speaking, Wei Xi shouldn't make dangerous jokes when she and Ash are alone, because there have been many
This time it was proved that Ash was capable of killing her. However, Vichy thought about it for a night and discovered that Ash actually fought back selectively. Compared with 'love', he made Vichy more in terms of 'desire'.
He was at a loss, and if Vichy insisted on making dirty jokes with him, he would really challenge him.
So Wei Xi wanted to try teasing him in terms of 'love', and she was very sure that Ash would never show any love. In her conception, Ash would either turn his head and refuse, or confront him arrogantly, no matter which way she
They can further test Yaxiu's bottom line.
However, Ash's reaction was beyond her expectation. He looked at her with wide eyes, hugged the quilt tightly in his arms, said nothing, and pursed his lips, like a little raccoon who had put down all his guard...
Wei Xi was stunned. This was the first time she didn't see any hint of vigilance in Ash's eyes.
After hesitating for a moment, she lifted her hair and leaned over to peck Ash's lips gently. It was very soft and comfortable. During the last wet kiss, her attention was completely attracted by Ash's skills, and she didn't even taste Ash's lips carefully.
The smell of repair.
But this couldn't test Ya Xiu's bottom line at all. Wei Xi rolled his eyes and said, "It's your turn.
"ah?"
"Good morning kisses are mutual. This is etiquette. I gave it to you, and now it's your turn to give it to me." Wei Xi rambled casually, paying close attention to Ash's attitude.
This time I won’t even give you a chance to be passive. Decisive or reject, let me see your bottom line!
But Ash neither refused nor was decisive. He hesitated for a while before slowly reaching out to Vichy. He was so cautious, always paying attention to Vichy's expression, as if he would cover it up if Vichy showed even a hint of displeasure.
She huddled up under the quilt.
His movements were as stiff as if he was getting close to a maid for the first time, and every hair was filled with nervousness.
Wei Xi became nervous for some reason, waiting motionless for Ash to approach, but she felt the urge to run away. As a demigod of prophecy, she suddenly had a strange intuition - now was the last chance, and it would be over if she didn't run away.
.
Ash gave her enough time to escape. Vichy's desire to escape was rising every second, but perhaps out of pride or self-confidence, she suppressed her inner impulse. However, when Ash touched her fingertips,
The moment she reached her, Wei Xi's sense of danger exploded to the extreme. She completely let go of her boring self-confidence and wanted to jump up like a rabbit and jump out of the second floor... But she couldn't do it because Ash hugged her.
Neck, lightly pressed her lips.
There was no unnecessary intimacy, it was an instant kiss, almost a courtesy level, and Wei Xi didn't even have time to feel it. Logically speaking, she should have no idea, but the problem is... This is a kiss without any reason.
kiss.
Not to search for memories, not to delve into clues, just an ordinary, simple expression of emotion... Good morning greetings.
"I'm going to prepare lunch and put the drinks on the bedside table!"
Vichy got up in one breath, opened the door and closed the door, and fled the bedroom at the speed of a demigod, leaving only a hurried preview of lunch, as if she loved cooking.
Ash meditated for a moment on the bed, picked up the can of milky coffee on the bedside table, and went to open the window. The temperature outside was still very low, but the soft warmth of the sun blew on his face with the breeze, but it was comfortable.
"It's so comfortable." He took a sip of milk coffee and said softly, "It's good to be back."
Ash sat on the edge of the bed, looked up at the pattern on the ceiling, and breathed out softly: "She knows Sword Girl and the others... She will stay with me and wait for me to come back...
.And, I do have feelings for her in my heart..."
"In other words, she should be someone close to me..."
