{} Chapter 480: Training the body with thousands of poisons
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? Chapter 480: Training with Ten Thousand Poisons
As night falls, the cold moonlight pours down from the sky, covering the whole world with a light silver coating, which is very sad and beautiful.
"Squeak!"
With a soft sound, the door was opened. Feng Hao, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, curled his mouth and opened his eyes, and saw a slim figure walking in.
Qing Wu wore a silver-white dress with wide sleeves and a tight-fitting floor-length skirt. A light silver belt was tied around her waist, which perfectly showed off her slender waist. Under the dress,
The long, dazzling snow-white legs made people feel a burning impulse in their hearts.
Her jade hands are like catkins, her skin is like gelatin, her face is like warm jade, her head is like a moth-like eyebrow, and there is a faint delicacy between her eyebrows. Her face looks charming and alluring, but it also has a repellent air.
A thousand miles away is indifference.
A pair of black eyes like autumn water always seem to have a charming smile. That delicate and charming face reveals a trace of charm, the body is plump, graceful, and the eyes are flowing, all exuding a seductive charm.
The style is charming and natural.
The long silk skirt sways gently with the lotus steps, outlining a graceful and charming curve. It really combines all kinds of charm and amorous feelings in one body.
What a peerless beauty!
"Hoo!...Hoo!..."
Unconsciously, Feng Hao's breathing suddenly became rapid, red blood streaks appeared in his eyes, and his heart became even more intense.
"snort!"
He glanced at those burning eyes full of strange desire, Qingwu's pretty face was slightly red, covered with a layer of crimson, as if he had thought of something, his face turned cold, he snorted coldly, his eyes were full of indifference.
"Well..."
Looking at those cold eyes, Feng Hao's body trembled, like cold water being poured down on him. The fire in his heart quickly went out. He got off the bed and greeted him with a sneer.
"coming."
Looking at that charming yet stubborn pretty face, Feng Hao's heart throbbed for no reason, and his eyes were full of deep guilt.
Qing Wu didn't say anything. After closing the door, he sat at the table without looking at him.
"hehe."
Feng Hao smiled bitterly, sat down opposite her, then looked solemn and asked in a deep voice, "What exactly is in Meng'er's body?"
The poison energy in the dark vortex was really terrifying, and it was the first time Feng Hao was not absolutely sure about it. He felt that it was no longer the poison energy possessed by a simple poison master.
Qingwu glanced at him and saw his serious face. A hint of complexity flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly said, "That is a special constitution in the legend. We poison masters call it supreme."
The Poison Body is the body of the legendary Poison Ancestor!"
Poison Ancestor, according to legend, he was the first person to master the power of poison. He was born with a poisonous body. He was also one of the most powerful men in the ancient times. With a single thought, he could kill thousands of people with poison. No one could stop him from poisoning.
Survive if possible.
"The body of Poison Ancestor?"
Hearing this, Feng Hao's heart sank.
Although he didn't know what the Poison Ancestor's body was, the name made him feel heavy.
He had a feeling in his heart that this so-called Supreme Poison Body was probably not inferior to the Xuwu Body!
There are strange bodies in the world, which are born and nourished by nature, passed down through generations, and only one person in one life.
Originally, Feng Hao thought that there were only virtual martial bodies, but after seeing Xiao Qingmeng's supreme poisonous body, he couldn't help but wonder, are these two special bodies really the only ones in the world?
Definitely more than that!
Lord of Nothingness and Supreme Poison Ancestor, Feng Hao suddenly felt that the world was not as simple as he saw.
"Is there any way to suppress the earthquake?"
Thinking of the terrifying power of Xuwu's body, Feng Hao couldn't help but feel his heart sink.
"Nothing in this world can completely suppress the supreme poisonous body!"
Qing Wu shook his head sadly, clenching his silver teeth, his face a little pale, and his eyes showing sadness.
"What?!"
Feng Hao suddenly stood up.
There is no way to suppress the shock. If it is activated, wouldn't it mean a dead end?
He frowned, stomped around the room, stopped after a while, fell down on the chair like a deflated rubber ball, and asked, "Is there no other way?"
"There's only one way!"
Qing Wu glanced at him with a complicated expression and spoke slowly.
"any solution?!"
Feng Hao asked hurriedly.
"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."
As he spoke, a strange light appeared in Qingwu's eyes.
This is the poisonous body of the Supreme Poison Ancestor. If he can truly control it, he may become the second Poison Ancestor in the future!
"Control?"
Feng Hao's heart sank, secretly thinking that it was true.
Isn't this exactly the same as the virtual martial body?
Suddenly, something moved in his heart and he asked, "Then how can we control it?"
"Training the body with thousands of poisons..."
Qingwu's heart was complicated.
How cruel is it for a little girl to use poison to train her body? However, this is the only way out...
"call!..."
Feng Hao exhaled heavily, which was not beyond his expectation, and asked Qing Wu, "What do you need?"
"We need 32,000 strange poisons and elixirs recorded in the world, one by one..."
As a poison master, Qing Wu knew the properties of poison very well. How could a little girl endure such boundless pain...
"Woo!..."
Gritting her silver teeth, her delicate body trembled a little, mist appeared in her eyes, tears filled the air, and she burst into tears.
"Wu'er..."
Feng Hao walked over, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hands to hold her in his arms, and looked at the sad and painful beauty in his arms, his heart was stabbed, and it penetrated into his soul.
He could imagine how much pressure Qingwu would have to endure after learning about Xiao Qingmeng's physique...
Underneath her strong exterior, she has a fragile heart. As a saint of the Shadow Demon Cult, who can she turn to to express her concerns and fragility?
"I'm sorry, I'm not sorry..."
Guilt, endless guilt, seeing Qingwu crying like an ordinary girl in grief, his heart felt like a knife, and he could only apologize continuously.
"Woo!...It could have been you, more often than not. If it weren't for you, how could Meng'er be like this? Wuwu!..."
As if he had found an outlet, Qing Wu burst into tears, and kept beating Feng Hao with his pink fists. His clothes were wet with tears.
I poured out all the grievances accumulated over the years...
"sorry Sorry..."
Listening to the heart-wrenching scream, Feng Hao's nose felt sore, his eyes were burning, and bloodshot eyes spread in his pupils. Listening to everything she said, his heart was trembling. He was a bastard.
A woman had to bear all the things for herself...~
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