Hell Emperor

Chapter 51 Xia Wei - Bathing in Fire

"Xia Wei..." Ye Jie called her name softly, but no matter how he called, Xia Wei didn't respond at all.

Ye Jie felt endless sadness and loss in his heart. He stretched out his hand to touch Xia Wei's face, and only a cold touch came from his fingertips. He wiped away the blood from the corners of Xia Wei's mouth bit by bit, his arms trembling slightly.

After a while, he accepted the result with regret: "Killing my father's enemy with my own hand, I fulfilled my lifelong wish, and I also passed away... Xiaowei, you really chose a heroic death."

Ye Jie stood in front of Xia Wei's body for a long time, and then sighed: "Death is not the end, Xiaowei, let me wake you up..."

Ye Jie stretched out his hand and patted Xia Wei's forehead: "The soul is back."

The expected situation did not occur, Xia Wei was still lying there quietly, her soul remained in her body, and was not called out by Ye Jie at all.

"Huh? How could..." Ye Jie looked at his palm and tried again, "The soul is back!"

This time, Xia Wei made some movement, but it wasn't that her soul was summoned, but that her whole body was on fire.

"This is..." Ye Jie was stunned, couldn't help but take two steps back, opened his mouth wide, and showed a look of disbelief.

Raging fire rose from Xia Wei's body and turned into a sea of ​​fire, wrapping her body in it. Under the burning of the fire, Xia Wei's hair tie fell apart and her clothes were quickly charred and carbonized.

Surrounded by golden-red flames, Xia Wei opened her eyes again, with a captivating light in her eyes.

"This is impossible... to rise from the ashes? That's right! The last of Xia Wei's nine talents is to be reborn from the ashes. How could I forget..."

Ye Jie slapped his head and discovered the problem: "First-grade talent: rebirth from the ashes. The effect is to be reborn after death. Doesn't that mean..."

Amid the burning fire, Xia Wei stood up, her posture upright and elegant, and her whole person exuded a different kind of look.

She walked in the sea of ​​fire, and with every step she took, there was a wave of flames clearing the way. The burning flames paved a path for her. The endless heat became the driving force for her progress, and her whole person exuded a sacred and inviolable aura.

Wrapped in the fierce flames, her clothes turned into ashes and fell into pieces, and her white arms shone with a crystal clear luster, like white jade porcelain calcined in the fire. He is majestic and majestic, like a young man with ice muscles and jade bones, a majestic and majestic figure, and the proud and majestic figure of a fire phoenix.

"Master... stop looking."

As the flames gradually extinguished, Xia Wei pursed her lips and let out a coquettish cry, bringing Ye Jie back to reality. There was a bit of shame on her face, and she turned her back, and a waterfall of black hair spread out from the back of her head, covering her smooth and flawless back.

Ye Jie coughed dryly, searched around, and finally found a suitable target. He quickly walked to the corpse of the Hengshan robber and took off the dark costume from the corpse:

"The clothes of this Hengshan thief are not extraordinary. They have been slashed and burned without any damage, and they have not even been stained with a trace of blood. If I am not mistaken, this should be a rare ninth-grade spiritual treasure. You will Put it on."

As he took off his clothes, a black-covered book also fell out of his pocket.

Ye Jie handed the clothes to Xia Wei, turned his back, and looked through the classics in his hands.

There was a rustling sound coming from behind, and after a while, Xia Wei said softly: "Okay..."

Ye Jie then turned around and saw Xia Wei's appearance. The clothes didn't fit her well and were obviously a bit bigger than her. She had to tie up her waist, tie up her sleeves, and roll up her trousers before she could barely put it on.

After putting on this dark outfit, Xia Wei looked even more heroic, with sharp eyebrows and steady steps. I wonder if it was because she had just been reborn from the flames. Her face was a little hot, and she stood on tiptoes. In front of him, there was a bit of intoxicating shame in his eyes.

"Master, Xiao Wei thought she was..." Xia Wei sighed as if she thought of something.

Ye Jie patted her little head: "You have a first-class talent: rebirth from the ashes. This talent saved your life. Otherwise, you would have to be a ghost like your teacher."

Xia Wei smiled: "If you can stay with Master, there is nothing wrong with being a ghost."

Ye Jie hurriedly corrected her and said: "Ghosts have no physical body and are very yin-qi. It will cause many inconveniences whether it is cultivation or ascending to the immortal position in the future. Don't say such things again."

Xia Wei stuck out her tongue and heard Ye Jie say: "Every time Rebirth is activated, it takes a month. If you die again within this month, you are really dead. You But be careful."

"Xiao Wei understands." Xia Wei said respectfully.

Ye Jie came to the place where she originally fell to the ground, picked up an intact pink sachet from the ashes after burning, and handed it back to Xia Wei: "Don't lose this dust sachet, it's It's worth hundreds of thousands of virtues. With it, other ghosts will not be able to detect your innate magical powers."

Xia Wei put the sachet close to her body, then turned her eyes to look at the headless body of the half-clothed body. The body of the once famous Hengshan robber was now exposed in the dust of the wilderness. There was a bit of sadness in her eyes. He murmured to himself: "Father, brother, Xiaowei finally avenged you..."

Ye Jie looked through the classics for a while, and when Xia Wei's expression improved, he said to her:

"This book records the Hengshan Bandit's Heart-Destroying Demonic Palm, which is a low-grade Heaven-level skill. It is different from the Wild Waves Splitting Sea Sword you learned, which is just a single move. This Heart-Destroying Demonic Palm, But it’s a fairly complete complete technique, so you’d better learn it quickly…”

Before he finished speaking, he felt a gust of warm wind in his arms. Xia Wei threw herself into his arms involuntarily, stretched out her hands and hugged him tightly, silent for a long time.

Ye Jie coughed dryly: "Are you still learning the exercises?"

But Xia Wei refused to let go, "Master, just read it like this, Xiaowei is here to listen."

Ye Jie couldn't resist her, so he smiled, and had no choice but to follow her instructions, open the exercises and recite them.

"...The Heart-Destroying Demonic Palm is a technique of the Immortal Way. It is famous for its viciousness and cruelty. One palm strike will leave incurable injuries, and at the same time it will break the enemy's meridians, causing them to wail and die in pain. "

"... After condensing more spiritual energy, you can shoot a heart-destroying demonic palm from a distance to attack enemies dozens of steps away. However, the power of the technique will be reduced by doing so, which is only about 50% of that of using it at close range. If you want to exert the destructive power, The full power of the Heart Demon Palm still needs to be fought in close combat..."

"...Although the Heart-Destroying Devil Palm is a heaven-level technique, its power will not increase with the stage of practice, but with the number of kills of the user. In short, you will kill people in this life. The more there are, the more powerful the heart-destroying palm will be..."

"This technique is really weird. Its power will increase with the number of kills. It is only limited to killing people, not monsters... I have never seen such a strange technique. I can only say that it is a heaven-level technique with such a different effect. Ordinary."

After reciting the secrets of practicing the Heart-Destroying Devil Palm, Xia Wei in Ye Jie's arms finally moved. She stood up, raised her hand to gather energy, and pushed her palm. The dark palm prints whizzed past, making a sharp sound of breaking wind, and bombarded her. In the distant camp, the tent collapsed immediately.

"This Heart-Destroying Devil's Palm is said to be a low-grade heaven-level technique, so it's not very difficult to practice."

Xia Wei raised her chin and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, with full confidence: "What do you think, Master?"

Ye Jie smiled. In the past, Xia Wei's heart was like a stone pressing down, and there was a hidden evil spirit between her brows. Now that her great revenge had been avenged, she finally got rid of the shackles in her heart. Her words were full of high spirits and the talent of a reincarnated immortal. It can be seen that in just one cup of tea, one can master the low-level skills of the heavenly level, like a soaring flaming golden phoenix, looking down at the world from the nine heavens.

"You did a good job." Ye Jie praised.

After being praised by Ye Jie, Xia Wei smiled at him, as sweet as the spring breeze blowing on her face. All the scenery in the world lost their luster at this moment.

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard a cry of killing coming from afar. Ye Jie raised his eyebrows and said, "Someone is coming."

Following the sound, I saw the injured thieves arriving late.

Seeing this, Xia Wei grabbed a bunch of hair, lifted the still bleeding head high up, and let out a roar that resounded throughout the sky: "The Hengshan robber has been killed, and you can catch him without any help! If you resist stubbornly, you will only end up dead!" "

Looking at the head with the ferocious scar, all the thieves were shocked:

"Is that the king's head? How could it be like this?"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty actually died in battle? This is impossible..."

"The king is dead, what are we going to do? Who will lead us to continue fighting? Who will uphold justice for us..."

Behind the bandits, Commander Zhang Yong and Captain Zhao Shun who joined them also arrived in time. Seeing the heads that Xia Wei mentioned, they were overjoyed: "The Hengshan bandits are dead, and those thieves no longer have the strength to resist. Now A battle, we won!”

The death of the Hengshan robber was a huge blow to the bandits. At the peak of the third level, he was undoubtedly invincible in the eyes of the bandits. Now that he was dead, one can imagine the panic in the hearts of the others. There was no other way but to surrender.

It didn't take long for the battle to end. Qingshi Town and his party won a great victory. Zhang Yong came to Xia Wei with a face full of joy, clasped his fists and congratulated:

"Miss Xia Wei is really brave. She single-handedly killed the evil-doing Hengshan bandit. When I report this to General Xunhe, Miss Xia Wei will definitely receive a heavy reward!"

Xia Wei waved her hand and said calmly: "The Hengshan thief has done many evil things. If I kill him, I will do justice to God."

Zhang Yong cast his gaze on the head of the Hengshan Bandit: "Miss Xia Wei, can you hand over the head of the Hengshan Bandit to me? The people in the town don't know this exciting news yet. Wait until I give the Hengshan Bandit's head to me." If we take them back, the townspeople can feel at ease."

Xia Wei glanced at the empty space beside her, and then handed over the head.

After the battle, everyone did a simple inventory in the camp, took away useful items, simply buried the thief's body, and then headed back home.

Seeing that Xia Wei was still standing there and not returning with everyone, Zhang Yong came over and asked, "Miss Xia Wei, won't you leave? The Hengshan bandit is dead. We have prepared a grand celebration banquet. All the soldiers can have a good meal. Xia Wei As the number one hero in killing the Hengshan bandit, Miss Wei must attend this banquet."

Xia Wei nodded: "I will go. The Hengshan bandits killed my family. Although I took revenge, I feel melancholy and want to be alone for a while."

Zhang Yong stopped persuading and led everyone away.

The entire thief camp suddenly became empty, with no one else but Xia Wei.

Of course, Xia Wei was not alone. She slowly turned her gaze, and there were two unique figures standing in the invisible place. One of them was wearing black robes, tall and thin, with a boyish face, and the other had a ferocious expression. If he hadn't been tied to the spot by the soul restraining rope, he would have pounced on them long ago.

The extra soul is none other than the Hengshan Thief. After waking up from death, the scar on his face disappeared, and the missing left eye also recovered. He looked no different from an ordinary first-order wandering soul, but his fierce expression did not diminish at all.

The enemies were extremely jealous when they saw each other. Xia Wei couldn't help but pick up Mo Dao, preparing to completely crush the soul of the Hengshan thief.

At this moment, Ye Jie stretched out his hand and stopped in front of her.

Xia Wei said angrily: "Master, get out of the way! The Hengshan thief has done many evil things, and I will make him lose his soul!"

Ye Jie waved his hand: "It doesn't have to be like this. It would be nice for you to kill him, but the sins he bears will not be punished at all. His destination should be the dark Soul-Eating Abyss, where, His soul will be tortured for more than a thousand years, going through the mountains of knives and pans of oil over and over again, and he will always regret what he has done in pain. Wouldn't it be better than you killing him? "

Xia Wei thought for a moment, nodded, and agreed: "Master is right. If I kill him now, I will really take advantage of him. He deserves a more severe punishment! I will always regret what I did!"

At this moment, the Hengshan thief who had been silent finally spoke: "Regret? What do I have to regret? I, Jiang Xin, am worthy of both heaven and earth in my life. The only one I am ashamed of is my lover. To say that I have What regrets? I only regret that I didn’t kill more thieves!”

Xia Wei was furious. She raised her hand and formed a soul-breaking arrow: "How dare you be so stubborn! I won't give you some color to try!"

The Hengshan thief stretched out his neck: "Do you think I'm afraid of you? If you have the ability, you can make me lose my mind. How can you be a hero just by relying on your words?"

"etc……"

While the two were arguing, Ye Jie suddenly frowned. He always felt that something was wrong. He quickly stopped in front of the two and asked the Hengshan thief: "What did you say your name was?"

The Hengshan thief glared at Ye Jie with cold eyebrows and had no intention of answering his question.

"Don't you want to talk about it? It doesn't matter. Now that your life is over, only your soul is left. With the help of the Book of Life and Death, I can see all your past experiences."

Ye Jie reached into his arms and took out a scrap of paper: "Let me see what you have done."