A Different Life as a Demon

"Ah ah..."

As Ziru finished speaking, Zhang Han's painful voice came from inside.

Wang Chong could hear that Zhang Han's tongue was indeed cut off, so even if she was in pain, she could only shout out a painful voice.

How cruel!

Wang Zhong was angry, but he well restrained his actions.

Quite simply, he hasn't figured out the current situation.

The purple Ru inside was obviously taken away.

Ziru was originally a strong talent of Linggen and had a good foundation since childhood. Zhang hanruo felt that Shouyuan was coming, and Ziru was indeed the most likely target.

But what he didn't understand was why he didn't kill Ziru?

There are too many questions, and he doesn't understand the real strength of this fake purple Ru. What if he rashly takes action and is defeated?

After all, Wang Zhong knows well. With Qi Wentian's strength, he is no longer an opponent.

Wang Chong listened secretly. The people inside seemed to be practicing kung fu. Unfortunately, the fake purple Ru stopped talking, so he didn't get much information.

After thinking for a while, Wang Chong simply said to the flower demon, "turn out a flower demon and lead away the purple Ru inside."

Soon, a little demon appeared.

Wang nodded emphatically, "go, the farther you go, the better!"

"I see."

The little demon body was connected with the flower demon, so after listening to it, he ran out at the first time.

Shashasha

Shashasha

The fake purple Ru in the room was practicing. Suddenly, her eyes widened: "Hey, why is there suddenly evil outside."

This is the breath that the demon deliberately sends out.

Zi Ru stood up and snorted coldly, "the evil thing is getting bolder and bolder, and even dared to sneak here. It shouldn't be sent by those guys from Mingguo..."

Ziru frowned and walked out.

As soon as I went out, I saw a little demon drilling into the dense forest.

"Where to go!" Purple Ru chased out.

The plan was implemented smoothly. Sensing that the figure was leaving, Wang Chong came to the front door and pushed the door in.

The decoration in the house is very simple. It can be seen that Qi Wentian is not the kind of person who likes luxury, which is also in line with his usual style of dress.

On the bed, a white haired old woman, with her hands and feet tied, was poorly dressed and weak.

This picture is much older than what I saw before.

Wang Zhong knows that this old woman is Zhang Han, and her body is likely to be purple Ru.

This is his guess.

The old woman closed her eyes and twitched all over, obviously in great pain. Tears wet the pillow beside her.

"Purple ru?" Wang Chong covered his face, slightly changed his voice, and asked hoarsely.

Hearing the sound, the old woman suddenly opened her eyes.

"Ziru, is that you?" Wang Zhong said.

The old woman nodded abruptly, "ah..."

"Keep your voice down!" Wang Chong arranges a flower demon to guard outside, but you still have to be careful. In case someone finds out, the trouble will be endless and all previous efforts will be wasted!

At the first time, she loosened the tie for the old woman, and Wang Chong took off the lower mask. At this moment, the old woman was stunned, reached out and touched Wang Chong's face, opened her mouth, and the mouth shape was obviously: "Zhao... Xiao... Dong!"

She must be Ziru if she knows herself.

"What the hell is going on?"

Wang Zhong took out a paper and pen from his arms. The pen was made of black stone by himself. It is more convenient to write than a brush.

The old woman began to write: Zhao Xiaodong, I'm Ziru. After I was caught by Zhang Han and Qi Wentian, Zhang Han has taken over. Be careful. I heard their conspiracy. Qi Wentian's life is nearly yuan, and he will take over the next step. The current goal is one of you, Tang Qi, and Hao Qi!

Sure enough, it's purple Ru!

"How can you change your body with Zhang Han?" Wang Zhong asked.

Ziru continued to write: they practiced the art of giving up, caught Zhang Han and injured her to the weakest state. Then I can enter her mind.

"Is Zhang Han strong now?"

Ziru: originally, her strength was very strong, and Qi Wentian's strength was in the realm of cultivating Qi, but after she took away my body, the realm has fallen to the realm of controlling Qi, can you deal with her? If I can't handle it, I can handle it. I got her body. Although I didn't have much longevity, I was strong.

"It's just Yuqi realm. It's easy to do."

Wang Zhong didn't expect that the fake purple Ru was so weak that he thought he was not an opponent.

Ziru: now, in addition to practicing, she absorbs my strength every day, so she must be dealt with as soon as possible.

Wang nodded emphatically.

So far, everything is clear.

The reason why Qi Wentian and his wife didn't kill Ziru and imprisoned her here is to get the strength of Zhang Han's original physical cultivation.

So Zi Ru and Zhang Han have been here for so many years.

"I have Linggen liquid in my hand. Can I restore your physical strength?" Wang Zhong asked.

Purple Ru's eyes lit up and nodded abruptly.

"Good!"

Without hesitation, Wang Zhong took out the Linggen liquid that Qi Wentian had given him before and fed it to Ziru.

In an instant, Zilu, the old woman's body, poured out countless forces.

This force is much weaker than Qi Wentian.

Wang reassessed and touched it. This is because this body has been absorbed by Zhang Han over the years. Otherwise, with the original strength of Zhang Han, it should be stronger.

Ziru: I've recovered a lot. I'll deal with her later!

Wang nodded emphatically. After a while, the little demon outside ran over: "master, that purple Ru is back."

"I see."

Wang Chong hid in the room and waited quietly.

"Strange, there are many guards in the mountain gate. How can there be such a low-level demon?"

Purple Ru's voice came from the door.

She opened the door and found that the old woman in bed had not slept, but stared at herself.

Fake purple Ru smiled at the old woman on the bed, "Purple Ru, you haven't slept yet."

"Ah ah..." the old woman in bed said, very angry.

"Dear disciple, I know you are angry in your heart, but I can't blame your master. In order to get the road, the kind-hearted people never go far. In the early years, Wen Tian and I went on the road of mercy, but in the end, life is approaching, and our cultivation can't be improved inch by inch. Dear disciple, can you take it?"

Fake purple Ru said faintly, shook her head and continued, "don't worry, your body is very useful. These years have made me practice so much. I believe that in another hundred years, I will be able to build a supreme road and become an immortal like my master Gao Dongtian..."

The fake purple Ru looked excited, said, and walked to the bedside: "good disciple, you rest assured that I can absorb strength. At that time, although you are dead, I will make good use of your body and cultivate into an immortal..."

"Alas, it's a pity that you don't abide by women's morality. This body is not perfect."

Fake purple Ru shook her head and sighed. With that, she stretched out her hand and prepared to print it on the old woman's head, continuing to devour it.

The strength of the old woman was immediately absorbed by the fake purple Ru, but at this time, the strength was more and more, more and more, and the fake purple Ru's face changed greatly: "why so much power!"

She absorbs power, which is not unlimited. Once she reaches a critical point, she must rest and refine her power.

Otherwise, if it can be absorbed without limitation, the strength of the old woman's body may have been absorbed long ago!

But at this moment, there is too much power.

False purple Ru clearly remembers that the power of this body has long been exhausted, but now what's going on?

The next moment, the old woman raised her hand and put it on her forehead: "ah ah ah..."

The old woman opened her mouth and shouted hysterical.