Devil Emperor's Mad Wife: Supreme Soul Master

Chapter 11
"You... are you human?" What kind of joke are you kidding, even a monster genius with spiritual roots since childhood has such strength even at the age of six!
Well, where on earth did a female doll pop out?

Taking advantage of the astonishment of the visitor, Mu Qingfeng rushed forward and bit the visitor's shoulder fiercely, enduring the severe pain of the wound as if desperately shooting the last sleeve arrow in his sleeve into the visitor's back heart!

The face of the visitor behind the veil was already pale, and his heart, the most vulnerable place of life, he could even clearly feel that his life was passing away.

It was also at this time that Mu Qingfeng's figure had already arrived at the visitor's side, and the stone dagger pierced into the heart was dodged by the visitor, and suddenly pierced into the visitor's left shoulder.

While you are sick, I will kill you.

Mu Qingfeng pulled out the dagger, kicked his foot, and the figure suddenly rode on the shoulder of the visitor, and the stone dagger was about to stab directly into the top of the visitor's head!
I can't believe this time, he's still alive!

However, just when Mu Qingfeng was about to stab the top of the visitor's head, Huang Lao's voice suddenly came to her mind: "Xiao Feng'er, stop, stop quickly, don't kill him!"

Mu Qingfeng paused, turned over and jumped off the person, looking at Huang Lao who flashed out like a gust of wind, his eyes lit up: "Huang Lao, have you recovered?"

"Not yet." Huang Lao lowered his head, looked at the ugly old face behind the mask of the visitor, and frowned tightly, "Why is he so ugly, forget it, something is better than nothing."

Huang Lao waved his hands: "Xiao Feng'er, you step back first. I will surprise you later."

Mu Qingfeng put away the dagger, took a few steps back, the blood on his right hand was bloody, and it was only at this moment that he felt the pain.

Sensing Mu Qingfeng's frown, Mr. Huang raised his eyes and glanced at her palm: "Go and bandage it."

Mu Qingfeng nodded, and walked towards a place with hemostatic herbs.

Huang Lao looked at Mu Qingfeng's back, and sighed helplessly. Is it a good thing or a bad thing for this girl to be so cruel to him.

Putting his thoughts away, Mr. Huang squinted at the dying person on the ground, and muttered: "It's so ugly, and it was beaten to dilapidation by Xiaofeng."

Muttering to muttering, Huang Lao's hands had formed a mark, and the dark power slowly emerged, and then there seemed to be a force tearing the soul of the visitor, and the wind was wanton.

As soon as Huang Lao closed his eyes, his heart froze, and his soul suddenly turned into a stream of light and merged into the eyebrows of the visitor.

The struggle for souls, the tearing of ideas.

The visitor didn't want to die, his last thoughts let him know that someone was taking his body and devouring his soul.

Unwilling, unable, unwilling.

Resentment, anger, fear.

However, that soul is too powerful, and the person who is so strong can only clearly feel that his soul is being swallowed continuously, and his body loses its original control.

He is going to die.

With the last angry roar of unwillingness, his soul was completely annihilated, and was completely swallowed up by Huang Lao's soul.

After Mu Qingfeng picked the herbs, she chewed them in her mouth, and wrapped them in her palms as she walked. When she wrapped them up, she arrived at the place just now.

However, there was a breathing body on the ground, but Huang Lao disappeared.

"Old Huang?" Mu Qingfeng called out suspiciously, "Old Huang? Where are you?"

"Cough." A cough sounded, the voice was obscure and difficult.

Mu Qingfeng turned around and saw that the old man lying on the ground covered in blood coughed loudly and made a gesture to sit up.

Mu Qingfeng smiled coldly, took out the stone dagger and walked towards the old man, she never had the habit of leaving any chance for the enemy to be born again.

"Stop...hands." He opened his eyes with difficulty, and uttered two words with difficulty. The sadness in those eyes seemed somewhat familiar.

Mu Qingfeng's hand holding the stone dagger paused in the air, his expression suddenly became strange: "Old Huang?"

"Damn it." Two words spit out from the body's mouth, letting Mu Qingfeng know that this person is really Huang Lao.

Mu Qingfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Old Huang, why did you get into this man's body?"

"Damn it." Huang Lao cursed again, "You attack, it's really dark."

This body looked dilapidated, after the soul fusion, Huang Lao deeply felt the fatal blow to his heart, his shoulders, neck, and even his lower body ached as if he was tearing apart.

It is conceivable how ruthless and dark this little guy Mu Qingfeng is.

"Huang Lao, you can actually get up?" Mu Qingfeng squatted down beside Huang Lao, this unremarkable face coupled with Huang Lao's colorful expression, still looks so wretched.

"If it weren't for awakening your spiritual roots, would this old man need such a dilapidated body?" Huang Lao felt a little more comfortable in his soul, and the words were smooth.

The state of the soul is in the world, and it is against the sky, and his soul will gradually weaken over time.

And after he awakened Mu Qingfeng's spiritual root, his soul was severely damaged. He thought he would be fine after sleeping for a while, but he didn't expect that the loss of soul power had reached a point that frightened him.

Coincidentally, such a person came to the door, and Mr. Huang decisively chose to seize his soul and body immediately.

"Sorry." Mu Qingfeng held back two words for a while, and there was still a thank you in his heart.

Huang Lao shook his head: "This old man is at a loss, this body is really ugly."

"Find another body after that." Mu Qingfeng has never been a kind person. This is the first time he has killed someone since he came to this world, and of course it won't be the last time.

"You are a Chinese cabbage, you are a Chinese cabbage. The law against the sky is only this time. If you do it again, the old man will be wiped out. You can only go back and find the old man's body." Huang Lao sprayed Mu Qingfeng on his head and face. With a face full of saliva, he took off the interspatial ring on his hand and threw it to Mu Qingfeng, "There seems to be a spiritual foundation in it, take a closer look. I can't teach you anything about spiritual cultivation."

Mu Qingfeng took the ring and looked at Huang Lao: "You..."

"I'm going to retreat for a period of time. It's too difficult to recombine the soul and body. Especially this dilapidated body." Huang Lao stretched out his hand and patted Mu Qingfeng's head, "This old man will retreat for at least three years. Up to five years. During this time, you have to rely on yourself."

"Okay." Mu Qingfeng didn't say much, and agreed directly.

"Go and take away the things over there." Huang Lao glanced at the position guarded by the white spirit beast before, and pouted his chin towards Mu Qingfeng.

Mu Qingfeng stepped forward quickly, pushed aside the bushes, walked to the azure blue shiny fruit, and raised his hand to pick it off.

When she saw this fruit just now, her eyes lit up.

Although I don't know what it is, but it is definitely not a mortal thing if it is guarded by a spirit beast, and the person who came here must have come for this fruit.

(End of this chapter)