Global Weird

Chapter 688 The Fatal Flaw of Atavistic Demon Blood

The doors and windows are all closed, and in the dark depths of the main hall, on a beauty couch surrounded by bead curtains, a woman can be vaguely seen lying on her side, her long cyan skirt hanging down, laid on the steps beside the couch .

In this quiet place where the sound of a needle falling can be heard, her breathing is also very clear.

"Squeak-"

Suddenly, it seemed that the night wind outside the hall intensified a little, and a window that was not closed very tightly was pushed open.

"Jingle Bell……"

The evening wind came through the window, blowing the purple gauze bead curtain beside the beauty's couch, and there were bursts of jingle bells. At the same time, it also allowed the moonlight outside to shine into the hall, making this originally extremely dark hall a little more. Very bright.

Under the moonlight, although the beautiful figure of the woman in the green dress on the beauty's couch became a little clearer, it was still indistinct.

"Ugh……"

A woman sighed.

The stunning beauty emperor lying on her side on the beauty couch slowly opened her eyes. Those scarlet pupils, which were as red as fresh blood, looked extraordinarily sinister in the darkness.

"boom."

With a wave of her hand, the surrounding air was shaken, and the window that was pushed open by the wind was closed again.

The window sill was closed tightly, the wind subsided, and the moonlight was also blocked.

The hall became silent and dark again.

And those blood-red beautiful eyes in the dark night slowly closed.

But the silence didn't last long.

After about half a cup of tea, a gentle male voice came from outside the hall:

"Your Majesty, the two puppets you ordered Caomin to make have been completed, would you like to have a look at them now?"

"Teng!"

"Teng!"

"Teng!"

Suddenly, countless candlesticks in the entire hall were ignited out of thin air, and rows of flames rose one after another, illuminating the entire hall brightly in a blink of an eye.

As the main hall was completely brightened, the face and figure of the woman in the green dress lying sideways on the beauty couch finally became clearer.

Compared with before, her beautiful face, which is so overwhelmingly beautiful, seems to have changed a lot, but it doesn't seem to have changed too much.

Those who knew Wang Yanqing in the past can still easily recognize the current Great Chu Empress.

In the middle of the night, what she was wearing at this time was only a thin silk blue nightgown, her breasts were half exposed, her fragrant shoulders were visible, and a few strands of black hair hung down her shoulders, forming a stark contrast with her fair skin.

"Enter."

Wang Yanqing said something lightly, then sat up, stretched out her hand to lift the purple gauze bead curtain around the beauty's couch, stepped on the red carpet steps with her white jade feet without shoes, and walked step by step towards the center of the hall below.

At the same time, on the other side of the hall, there were also footsteps from far to near.

When Wang Yanqing had completely reached the center of the hall, a handsome man in a white robe also slowly came to this place.

"Huh? Cough! Grassman Song Yuan, pay homage to His Majesty!"

The white-robed man saw that the Great Chu Empress was standing here, and she was only wearing a strapless nightgown. He was shocked at first, but immediately bowed his head and bowed, not daring to look at it.

Wang Yanqing didn't respond, but walked to a round rosewood table, reached out, picked up the purple sand teapot on the table, and poured herself a cup of tea that had been cold for a long time.

Her green fingers are white and slender, but her sharp and slightly long nails are as bright red as her pupils and red lips.

"Forehead……"

The white-robed man named Song Yuan, after hearing the sound of tea being poured, raised his head and glanced cautiously. Although he hesitated, he still said, "Your Majesty, Caomin will make another pot of hot tea for you?"

"No need."

Wang Yanqing was expressionless, and put the purple sand teacup upside down on the table, "Anyway, I can't taste the taste now. Whether it's warm or not, it doesn't matter how it tastes. I just want to drink something to moisten my throat."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Song Yuan couldn't help showing doubts.

Can't taste it now?
What does it mean?
Does it mean you don't know how to drink tea?

But this empress was born in the direct line of the Wang family, one of the sixteen surnames in Daluo. She was a nobleman since she was a child. It is impossible for her to know how to taste tea.

That is "can't taste the taste" at the level of taste buds?
How can this be?

How could a demigod-level alien blood human body have such a problem?
"Where is the doll I want?"

At this time, Wang Yanqing's indifferent voice interrupted Song Yuan's thoughts in an instant and brought him back to reality.

"Here, please take a look, Your Majesty."

Song Yuan, who was kneeling on the ground, quickly took out a black box from the space ring, still maintaining the kneeling position, and lifted the box above his head with both hands.

Wang Yanqing stretched out his hand, and the box floated out of thin air, and slowly flew to the top of the red sandalwood round table.

After opening the box, looking at the contents, a smile slowly appeared on her cold face, which made Song Yuan, who was kneeling beside her, almost bewildered for a while.

"Long time no see, my two old ancestors, how are you doing these days?"

Wang Yanqing smiled, stretched out her hand and took out the contents of the box, and put them on the table next to her.

Those were two light brown wooden heads.

Looking at their appearance, they are the only two ancestors of the Nine Palaces in the Daluo royal family.

Wang Haoran.

Wang Yuan.

But... is this just wood carving?

"Long time no see, Yan Qing."

Wang Haoran's wooden head turned its eyeballs, looked at Wang Yanqing, and then said with a smile: "I can see today's you, and today's Wang family. I am really pleased. My original plan has finally come true." It was a perfect success."

"Oh, so you are still very happy, Grandfather Haoran."

Still smiling like a flower, Wang Yanqing stretched out her hand to grab the teapot next to her.

At the same time, a swirling vortex of flames slowly emerged behind her—the Shrine of the Law of Fire.

Nine-level alien-blooded human beings opened the Law Shrine, basically using the power of the law to continue tempering the body, in order to obtain a stronger physique and resistance to the law.

As for the use of the power of law itself, what they can do without spiritual power is very limited.

But this "limited" is compared with the conjurer who is also at the Jiugong level.

In fact, human beings with different blood at the Jiugong level can also mobilize the corresponding elemental spiritual power through the Law Shrine.

For example, use the law of fire to boil water.

"Grumble-"

Wang Yanqing's right hand was burning with flames, and the tea in the teapot was boiled in a blink of an eye, making a bubbling sound.

Then, with a smile on her face and humming a little tune, she poured hot tea onto Wang Haoran's wooden head.

When the tea came into contact with the wood carving, it immediately turned the light brown wood carving into a dark brown.

"Well, the color is quite obvious, it can be used as a tea pet."

Wang Yanqing poured a whole pot of boiling water and said with a light smile.

"Ah……"

Wang Haoran's wooden head sculpture still had a smile on his face, but the smile was extremely stiff.

However, Wang Yanqing restrained her smile when she saw this, and looked coldly at Song Yuan who was kneeling beside her, "Didn't I ask you to amplify their pain perception by ten thousand times? Is this the effect of ten thousand times?"

"Your Majesty, please trust my skills as the number one alchemist in the Mansion of Inhumans."

Song Yuan lowered his head, with a respectful expression, "The alchemy crafts I made absolutely perfectly meet the requirements of the employer. In the current situation, I can only say that this Wang Haoran is just holding back."

"alright."

Wang Yanqing nodded lightly, and then touched another wood carving head on the table, which was Wang Yuan's wood carving head.

"Yan, Yanqing..."

Wang Yuan's wooden head was trembling, with a frightened expression on his face, and tears streaming down his face, "Please, please, please give me a good time, please, I, like you, was deceived by this Wang Haoran back then! I, I didn't know that this unicorn plan was actually the awakening plan of the demon blood! Please! Please! Give me a good time! For the sake of you and I being of the same race?!"

"Same race?"

Hearing this, Wang Yanqing's blood-red beautiful eyes were full of coldness, but the corners of her bright red lips were slightly raised, and she smiled lightly: "Now I have awakened the devil's blood and become a real ancient devil. With your humble bloodline, where do you have the guts to tell me that we are of the same race?
Also, Wang Yuan, when you found me in the Cherry Blossom Shogunate, you said that I was flirtatious, that I married only for pleasure in bed... Well, there are too many unsavory words.

I still remember the words you said to me and the insults you gave me.

Thanks to you and Wang Haoran for helping me awaken my demon bloodline, I will tell you a little secret, the ancient demons are very vengeful.

Now that I have awakened the demon bloodline, like my ancestors, I am becoming more and more vengeful, so I will use many, many ways to play with you two slowly, are you happy?Ok?Hey, what are you two doing, just smile when you are happy. "

"Hahahaha! Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"

As soon as this remark came out, Wang Haoran's wooden head immediately burst into laughter, as if extremely happy.

"Fuck you, Wang Haoran!"

However, Wang Yuan's wooden head next to him was full of remorse and anger, "Grass! Grass! Grass!! Uh...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Suddenly, his face became extremely hideous, and he began to howl loudly.

Because the five fingers of Wang Yanqing's right hand placed on top of his head at this time, the sharp and long red nails directly cut the surface of the wood carving, and strands of blood seeped out from it, scratching the bridge of his nose.

After the comparison, it was possible to discover more clearly that Wang Yanqing's red nails were exactly the same color as the blood.

Wang Yuan's woodcarving heads are extremely resilient, and the few bloodstains that Wang Yanqing cut just now healed up within two strokes.

So she kept cutting and cutting.

"Is my inspection report out?"

Wang Yanqing cut Wang Yuan's head with her nails, and while listening to the other party's painful wailing, said softly, "What's wrong with my body?"

"Forehead."

Song Yuan, who was kneeling on the ground next to him, raised his head hesitantly, "Your Majesty, in fact, when you asked us to check your body two days ago, we were very surprised. After all, how could there be any problem with the demigod's human body? ?
And our Yiren Mansion has exhausted all our manpower and material resources to conduct a comprehensive inspection of your body, and we did not find any problems.

The only thing that is special is your physical fitness, which is almost at the same level as the previous Great Luo God Martial Emperor, very powerful.

With such a strong and healthy body, why would you ask..."

"boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Yanqing flicked his right hand, directly smashing Song Yuan's head!
When blood and minced meat splattered, the alchemist's body also flew upside down tens of meters due to inertia, and hit the corner of the hall heavily, causing the whole palace to shake violently. The walls that hit each other lit up.

This slap almost activated the defensive formation of the palace.

"waste!"

Wang Yanqing looked at Song Yuan's headless body, and those blood-red pupils were filled with cold murderous intent, "My body is fine?! A bunch of trash! Get out!!"

At the corner of the wall, Song Yuan, who had lost his head, trembled. He quickly stood up and ran towards the exit of the palace in a panic, not daring to stay here for a long time.

"Hahahaha!"

At this time, Wang Haoran's wooden head on the table laughed again, "Yanqing, Yanqing, why don't you accept your fate? I have told you that in this era, no one can cure the genetic defect of the demon blood in your body , instead of wasting your life on this, why not think about how you can live a more exciting life with only one year of your life left?"

"..."

Wang Yanqing was expressionless, grabbed the carved wooden head, and threw it into a brazier not far away, sparks flew.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Almost instantly, a wailing sound that was extremely shrill came out from the brazier, directly resounding through half of the palace, echoing continuously in the night, and made the guards and maids in the palace even more afraid of the new emperor.

"Wang Yuan."

In the hall, Wang Yanqing looked coldly at the only wooden carved head left on the table, "Tell me what I want to know, and I can consider giving you a happy ending, otherwise... you are not the Gu worm who hates Southern Border the most." How about I prepare a basin full of Gu worms for you, and invite you to take a bath in it, how about it?"

"No, no, don't! Don't! Don't!!!"

As soon as this remark came out, Wang Yuan's wood carving head trembled suddenly, his face was full of fear and pleading, "But, but I don't know either! I've told you many times! This old bastard Wang Haoran not only lied You! He lied to me too! I am also a victim! Me too!"

"Bullshit bullshit bullshit again! I don't have time to listen to your bullshit!"

Wang Yanqing's face was ferocious, her right hand stretched out, and her index finger directly pierced Wang Yuan's eye socket, poking the eyeball hard, "Tell me! How to cure the life defect of the devil's blood! And how to eliminate the influence of the ancestor's will on my character?" Speak! Speak!!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Wang Yuan's wailing sound was so shrill that it made the hearts of those who heard it tremble.

The pain of poking his eyeballs was unbearable, not to mention that he was forcibly made into an alchemy handicraft, and his pain perception has been increased ten thousand times!
Worse, he couldn't even go mad.

As an alchemical handicraft, his soul stability has been raised to the extreme, until the second before the end of his soul life, he will be in an absolutely awake state.

"..."

Wang Yanqing lowered her head and slowly withdrew her right hand from Wang Yuan's eye socket.

She lowered her eyes, looking at her blood-stained fingers with a dazed expression.

Gradually, in Wang Yanqing's beautiful blood-red eyes, a little desire emerged.

She stuck out her tongue little by little, wanting to lick these scarlet things.

"Pfft!"

However, just when her tongue was about to touch the blood on her fingertips, Wang Yanqing suddenly bit her tongue forcefully, cutting her tongue in two, causing blood to splatter.

"Crack."

Half of the tongue fell to the ground, blood oozing out.

However, this half of the tongue is not static, but constantly twisting on the floor, and there are a few small black tentacles growing from the section of the severed tongue, which is disgusting and weird.

"I don't want this... don't..."

After biting off Wang Yanqing's tongue, it healed itself and regrown in an instant, but she slowly fell to the ground while holding on to the table, hugged her legs, curled up her body, lowered her hair and let out a suppressed cry of grievance, "I Don't be like this...don't...don't..."

In the flickering hall, the woman's weeping was intermittent, seemingly absent.

(End of this chapter)