The princess is the ancestor of evil

Chapter 67 Flesh Puppet

When she moved one foot, all the evil energy in her body invaded the ground, and the black stick in her hand shook violently, and she saw clusters of dark red tongues of fire bursting out from the evil energy, like bloody red lotuses in full bloom, spreading out all the way.

In an instant, it swallowed the red-trained giant python together.

For a moment, the smell of burnt flesh permeated the dense miasma.

The monks in the distance could only see the flames, and could hear the screams of the giant scarlet python.

Their hearts trembled in shock. It was clearly a fire, but it was a chilling fire... so weird.

Wen Ku picked Lan Xuanling over with a stick, and Xiujue's figure was incomparably bewitched by the flames.

It is the first time she used Honglian Yehuo in 18 years.

Gu Jinghong died, Wen Ku's mood was very complicated, and there was nowhere to vent his anger.

When the evildoer from the depths of the swamp forest rushed over, he happened to see this scene.

At that moment, he was completely stunned.

How could this little rose become a red lotus karma?Impossible... that person is already dead.

He stared closely at Wen Ku, seeing her figure imprinted in the firelight, not daring to miss it.

He couldn't be mistaken...it was Honglian Yehuo.

Wen Ku's fire was enough to burn most of the swamp forest.

Bo Cong and Wen Xianyue were imprisoned in their spiritual power, unable to resist at all, so they had to find ways to protect themselves.

Wen Ku ignored them no longer, she glanced at Lan Xuanling, "Can you go?"

Lan Xuanling nodded and followed her, not daring to run around.

Wen Ku carried Gu Jinghong in one hand and the black stick in the other, turned around and sank into the depths of the swamp forest.

The evildoer in the dark followed immediately.

Wen Ku's speed was extremely fast, and it didn't take a moment for him to disappear.

It seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

He chased to the place where Wen Ku had disappeared, and saw the residual talisman ash on the ground. He sniffed it carefully with his fingertips, and frowned slightly, "Teleportation talisman?"

……

Wenku used up his last chance to teleport to the cave.

Bringing Lan Xuanling and Gu Jinghong's corpses together.

"The king just took a nap, and you came back." Mo Yun dragged a heavy rune chain and walked out from the depths of the cave.

"My little Qiqi is Li..."

Before he could finish the word 'harm', he saw the lump of dead human race on Wen Ku's shoulder.

Mo Yun, "This king only likes to eat fresh living people, Xiao Qiqi, what are you doing with dead people?"

Lan Xuanling, "Jiujiu!" This is the new object of the big master!Accidentally died!
Mo Yun glanced at the embarrassed Lan Xuanling, then at Wen Ku, a huge dragon head was tilted, "?"

Wen Ku ignored him, only found a clean stone slab, and then put Gu Jinghong down.

The blood on his body had already solidified, and his eyes were still half-opened.

She gently covered his eyes with bloody hands, and there was no longer the warmth of his body in her hands.

Hands stayed on his face for a long time.

After a long time, he said, "He died for me."

Mo Yun, "Which one of your seventeen fiances is not?"

Wen Ku, "It's different."

Mo Yun lowered her head, and sniffed carefully again, "I don't see any difference, the soul is gone."

"This thing looks okay, and the taste of the soul must be good, Xiao Qiqi, your Red Lotus Fire should have reached the second floor."

After the words fell, he felt that something was not quite right, and after smelling it carefully, this human race...should have died a long time ago.

Wen Ku looked at Gu Jinghong for a long time, and finally took another look at Mo Yun.

"I want a few drops of dragon's blood from you."

Mo Yun, "No problem, you can have a pot if you want!"

"It's just that I can ask, what are you going to do with it?" Mo Yun was originally the Supreme Heavenly Dragon in the Immortal Ancient Era, and finally fell into evil ways. After being subdued by Wen Ku, she has been following her around.

Said to be a summoned beast, the relationship between them is actually more like a comrade-in-arms relationship. Wen Ku once gave Mo Yun the greatest freedom.

A drop of its essence and blood has great effect.

Wen Ku looked down at Gu Jinghong, "I want him to live."

Mo Yun almost exploded, "You like this thing?!"

In these years, he had never seen Xiao Qiqi being so nice to any man!

Wen Ku glared at him, and Mo Yun immediately shut up obediently.

"This king is just worried that you will repeat the same mistakes... There is no good man in this world! Oh, except this king!"

"Besides, this king's blood can't bring the dead back to life, at most it can restore the surface of his body."

"Look, even the heart is gone, my blood can't grow a new heart!"

He looked at this body riddled with holes, tsk tsk... it was stabbed hard enough, there wasn't even three or five drops of blood, I'm afraid it couldn't be repaired.

"Enough." Wen Kuo finished his sentence, and stabbed him with a knife.

Stabbed on his dragon claws.

Mo Yun, "..." It was... quite suddenly.

The dragon's blood poured into a small bowl, and Wen Rong poured all of it into Gu Jinghong's mouth.

Mo Yun's dragon face was twisted together.

How many drops did you say?It's as if you don't want money!

A bowl of dragon's blood went down, and Gu Jinghong's body was repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The pale face finally had blood, and it looked like he was just asleep.

While the wound on his heart hadn't fully recovered, Wen Ku squeezed a heart out of the mud in the cave and put it in his body.

Mo Yun looked at Wen Ku, and saw that there was also a deep wound on her arm, "Don't you drink a drop of this king's blood yourself?"

Wen Ku, "No need, you are most afraid of pain."

Mo Yun, "..." You didn't think so when you poked me just now.

After saying that, she saw Wen Ku sitting cross-legged next to Gu Jinghong, her black eyes narrowed slightly, the evil spirit around her dispersed again, and strands of black lines slowly emerged from her palms.

Those black lines all disappeared from between Gu Jinghong's eyebrows.

After that, she pierced her palm, made complex marks with the soaked blood, and muttered silently.

"With my blood, crown your life."

At that moment, Mo Yun's face was uglier than eating shit.

"You actually expended so much energy to make his body into a puppet?"

Mo Yun, "Things that don't even have a soul are just a walking dead!"

Wen Ku continued to chant the puppet curse.

As long as Gu Jinghong's physical body is still 'alive', that person has a chance to come back.

She just didn't want to be in debt to him.

Seeing that she was determined to do the same, Mo Yun felt more and more uncertain, "You are not as easy to be a puppet as you were in your previous life, let alone a puppet in the flesh. It's not like your style to do such a serious damage to your vitality." .”

As a physical puppet, she would need at least half a month to recover.

He also said that he didn't like this human race!
Wen Ku didn't say a word, and lived a new life, she is not a person who is emotional.

Everything she does has a purpose.

She continued to chant the mantra, Gu Jinghong was wrapped in countless black threads, one by one, they entered every meridian in his body with precision.

After a long time, those amber eyes finally opened again.

(End of this chapter)