The villain's daily corpse collection

Returning to Wushe, I hope to return my strength and body to where they should be, and take them back as needed.

The demonic power attached to Huo Feng was seen to be drawn into himself accordingly, and most of the excess power in his sea of ​​consciousness had dissipated.

But there are countless people lurking in the dark.

But there has been no unusual movement recently. Wang Wei has observed that Huo Feng is relatively stable on weekdays, without any negative mood swings, and there are no moments when his power becomes active due to dissatisfaction... Everything seems so harmonious and stable, so she naturally did not ask much.

Huo Feng also cooperated quietly and obediently. When Wang Wei was meditating, he sat beside her and looked at her silently.

It rained a little these days, but it still couldn't beat the heat.

Jin An was too lazy to play with the three beasts, so he curled up beside Wang Wei all day, motionless, and naturally occupied the position that belonged to him.

Although this "belonging" was made by Huo Feng himself in his mind, no one had made it clear.

But Hun Dun's behavior made Huo Feng really unhappy.

He tried to ask Hun Dun indirectly, but Hun Dun didn't realize the problem. Instead, he proudly emphasized many times that he was the most caring dog around his master, and it was the right thing to stay by her side or at her feet. The little apprentice brother should understand the principle of first come first served.

Huo Feng narrowed his pure eyes. He didn't like to hear these words, especially the last one.

First come, first served?

Compared to the others, he came too late. Isn't this a disguised way of telling him not to expect too much?

Although he and Jin An had drunk and talked several times together, Huo Feng had a deep suspicion that Jin An was deliberately talking incoherently. He often said words of warning, but it was impossible to tell whether they were true or false.

It is very likely that Jin An is pretending.

Acting crazy and stupid is used to confuse the opponent and also to confuse her.

He keeps saying that he is a dog, but dogs are the most loyal to their masters. They show their fangs to the outside, but turn into a furry creature on the inside, providing some pet value.

After gaining his loyalty, who would be too wary of him?

Unable to let the situation continue like this, Huo Feng sat next to her and moved closer.

Previously, because Hun Dun turned into a white long-haired dog, he always came over to act cute, which made Wang Wei annoyed.

Huo Feng was even more furious, because when Wang Wei was practicing, Hundun would put his big furry head on Wang Wei's legs, and secretly lick her fingers and chin when she was practicing in isolation from the outside world...

Huo Feng didn't know where he got the strength from, but he lifted Hun Dun's neck with one hand, and threw the huge long-haired dog out of the west yard.

After Chaos turned into a smaller version of himself, his brain reacted even slower, and before he could even run back, he was sealed outside the barrier by Huo Feng.

This repeated several times, Huo Feng watched every night, worried that the barrier would be destroyed. During the day, he was in poor spirits and looked pitiful.

He was always asked when he passed by, and he would force out a smile and shake his head. Even Song Zuoru, Niyun and the three beasts would show some sympathy when they met him while wandering around Wushe, but this expression was meaningful and difficult to interpret.

When Wang Wei took a break, he noticed something unusual and asked a few questions. He was hesitant to speak and only told Jin An about his trip after repeated questioning.

As for how he said it?

The efforts made during these days and the mental torment must not be downplayed.

Recently, Chaos' "achievements" have been highlighted, and finally Wang Wei was moved from the place where he had practiced in the corridor.

Huo Feng held a feather fan made by Ni Yun using the long hair of Bai Tang's shed hair - the pure white part - and used it to fan Wang Wei to cool down his fever.

At this time, several more people came to complain to Wang Wei. First, everyone sympathized with the innocent little Lord Huo being bullied, and second, Jin An was really a bitch!

The chaotic nature of confusing right and wrong and the desire to create chaos in the world are fully reflected in daily life.

Therefore, he "persecuted" many people, such as hiding someone's things and framing another person... Fortunately, everyone has a good relationship and similar personalities, so no such boring grudges arise.

Therefore, these things became harmless jokes, but instead made the bond of friendship between the two "persecuted" people even tighter.

Perhaps, it was when a certain critical point was reached that Wang Wei caught Hun Dun, who was playing with a grasshopper in the garden where the east and west courtyards met, and started scolding him.

She said: "You love being a dog so much, don't become a human again in this life!"

She also said: "If you act like a slut again, I will hang you up in front of the gate of Qingyu City!"

As he said this, he used a rope to hang Hundun upside down on a tree in Wushe that looked relatively sturdy.

After saying this, Hun Dun wanted to turn into a dog to act cute and naughty again, but he found that most of his spiritual power was locked up at this moment, so he had to face everyone in human form.

Not only that, he was also unable to resolve the congestion and dizziness caused by being hung upside down, and could only admit defeat and beg for mercy.

Even so, Wang Wei still kept Hundun hanging for five days. It was only when the girls from Wushe showed mercy and spoke well of him that he was finally let go.

After this round of chasing, beating and scolding, Wang's image in everyone's mind became more vivid and three-dimensional.

In everyone's initial impression, Wang was an untouchable star in the sky, very much like the ruthless god in mythology and legends. When he interacted with everyone on a daily basis, it was as if he was walking in mid-air, making people feel awe, but also a slightly oppressive majesty.

The more you get to know her, the more you'll find her interesting and not arrogant. The sense of oppression you feel is all just something you imagined. Immortal Mo is truly a wonderful person.

——This is the evaluation given by Niyun.

Niyun was the last one to move into Wushe. At first, she and Song Zuoru were the fastest to communicate and make friends. As ordinary people, they looked much more normal than others, so it was easy for them to get along well.

She was surprised that her Highness had made so many... so many strange but seemingly powerful friends during his six months away from home. Not only that, this was a good opportunity to expand her own material library.

The little girl, who was a little timid at the beginning, began to actively communicate with everyone.

It turned out that when she had free time in the Princess's Mansion, Niyun liked to collect some storybooks. As a cultural capital, Yangyue City had all kinds of strange stories.

Niyun's courage was also trained by His Highness, and she even dared to accept some banned books. This time when she returned to Wushe, she didn't bring anything else in her bag, but she did bring a lot of books.

Du Ximiao was somewhat helpless: "Qingyu is not a small town, what kind of books can't I buy here?"

Ni Yun's expression was meaningful: "No, no, Your Highness, my books are all three-limit books."

Du Ximiao tilted his head and thought: "What are the three limits?"

Niyun said: "Limited, restricted, restricted."

Du Ximiao stroked his chin and savored the food, while Yuan Xiang interrupted, "We haven't seen each other for a few months. Niyun, you have become a bad person."

"I haven't seen you for a few months, Yuan Xiang, you've become more talkative. I've made a small profit from this in the past few months, and I've opened up a small side business." Ni Yun held Du Ximiao's hand, "Your Highness, if you don't want to fight anymore, I can make money to support you. I have my own small treasury now, and so does Guard Yuan, so I can support both of you."

Du Ximiao smiled happily: "I am really looking forward to it, Niyun, a man should be treated with new eyes after three days of absence. What side job are you doing?"

Niyun was a little proud: "Of course, writing a book."

"Writing books is so profitable!" Yuan Xiang was surprised.

"After all, there are three limits, and everything is possible in terms of price." Niyun replied.

Wang Wei was also a little surprised when he heard Huo Feng relaying the young girl Ni Yun's evaluation.

The two of them had never had any interaction before, but she gave her some very interesting comments. Huo Feng just said that the topics of their chat were all daily and would not be used to disclose any secrets.

Apart from those mortals, the first person from another ethnic group that Niyun got to know was Huo Feng.

After all, he had been a mortal for many years. Although he had been reborn as a god now, some of his human nature still remained, so he was not so unkind.

For example, when he saw that many of the chores in Wushe were done by Niyun and Song Zuoru, he also joined the army of housework in his spare time. Where there are many people, there is naturally more work, which is unavoidable, and not everything can be done with magic.

Housework is boring and tedious, but with people around, they can gossip and chat, which makes the process relatively better. They often talk about other people in the house, and while indirectly getting to know others, they also get to know each other better.

When everyone was having a meal together, Huo Feng took the initiative to suggest that everyone should take turns doing housework.

“Wushe belongs to everyone. We should not just enjoy the services of others. A home is not supported by just one person, but requires the efforts of everyone.”

Huo Feng stood up and continued, "Maybe outside, everyone has their own identity and status, but since we agree that this place is called "Wushe", we must not bring back worldly things, and everyone should get along fairly and equally."

This suggestion was well received by everyone, and it is hoped that people will also think about fair and equal practices.

Later, at the intersection of several courtyards after Wushe entered, a striking notice board appeared, on which was written the list of people in charge of housework who would rotate every three days.

It can be divided into human race, demon race and god race.

Du Ximiao, Yuan Xiang, Zhuang Boyan and Ni Yun are a group.

Because Song Zuoru stayed in Qingyu City temporarily to wait for Wang Wei to fulfill his promise, she continued to open her own restaurant. There were several mouths to feed at home, so she could just eat whatever Song Zuoru cooked and she didn't have to cook for herself.

Ah Diao, Xiao Yu and Bai Tang were in a group. They readily agreed since they had helped others before and already understood and practiced housework.

The three gods are naturally Wang Wei, Huo Feng and Hundun Jin'an.

Wang Wei had no objection to this suggestion. She had never done housework before, but it wouldn't be too difficult to learn. Especially with her water magic, it was relatively easy to do these cleaning tasks. She just needed to control her strength.

She also took over the task of watering the vegetable garden every day, which allowed her to walk around and adjust her mood.

With everyone's care, Wushe gradually became well organized.

Du Ximiao even thought, whoever wants to sit on the throne can sit on it, there is no need to fight for it. In such a warm family, why should she fight so hard?

However, she quickly calmed down.

In addition to the temptation brought by supreme power, she missed her mother terribly and the suffering they had endured in the cold palace. The resentment in her heart had not dissipated, and she was unwilling to give up.

Du Ximiao would occasionally go to Wang Wei to talk, and every time he wanted to ask further about his fate, but in the end he never asked. Du Ximiao didn't ask, so Wang Wei naturally wouldn't say anything.

However, Wang Wei would add a few pieces of ice condensed by magic into Du Ximiao's teacup to calm her down, relax occasionally and not be too tense.

Du Ximiao drank the ice tea and her mood was indeed much relieved. She also loved the simple new residence she had decorated.

It feels like being in the mountains, with the breeze blowing the silk curtains. Sitting or lying on the soft jade mat in the pavilion, all the burdens in the body are relaxed in an instant.

Du Ximiao pestered Wang Wei to stay here for a few days. Wang Wei had no objection. Although Huo Feng was a little unhappy, after all, she was the nominal tenant of Wushe, so she had to move in to practice.

Hopefully, most of his time will be spent on cultivation. After his heart is freed, the flow of his spiritual energy will be smoother.

Wu Xun sent news every day afterwards, saying that Zi Sang Kui was tied up in Chenzhongtian by him and his old subordinates, and could not get away for a while. There was also news about Dafeng, and Fu Zhu had tried to find the approximate location. The last mark of Dafeng's magic power appeared in the seventh heaven.

Seventh heaven?

Wang Wei didn't quite understand, but she always felt something was wrong, so she ordered them to keep a close eye on it and report back as soon as they had any news.

In addition to practicing, Wang Wei was studying the box he brought back from the bottom of the lake in Chihou City.

She tried to open it, and tried countless methods with Huo Feng and others in Wushe, but they all failed in the end, with only one time they came close to success.

The safest way is to find the key.

Wang Wei planned to deal with Zi Sang Kui's matter first, and then consider the matter of the box. With half of the power, she also wanted to know if she could fight with him.

This day is Song Zuoru’s birthday.

Each group sent a representative to cook. Wang Wei almost flooded the kitchen, so Huo Feng gently asked him to leave.

"The kitchen is a very important place, Master, please wait outside."

Wang Wei didn't leave either. He helped wash and cut the vegetables, and then sat on the doorstep waiting.

However, she still found a task that suits her very well - chilling fruit wine.

Finally, a large table of people and a large table of food gathered happily around a large round table.

"Originally, I should have treated everyone to a meal when we moved in, but I had to deal with some troublesome matters recently, so I wasn't in a good mood. I'll punish myself with a drink here." Du Ximiao drank it all in one gulp. "Since we are all destined to be together, Wushe will be our home from now on! You can stay or leave as you please. The most important thing is to feel comfortable and like it."

After Du Ximiao finished his pre-dinner talk, Xiaoyu widened her eyes and asked, "Can we start eating?"

Everyone laughed.

"Today is Zuo Niang's birthday. This meal is mainly to celebrate Zuo Niang's birthday. She has been wandering alone for many years, which is not easy, so we must celebrate this birthday well!"

Du Ximiao raised his glass, "Cheers to Zuo Niang!"

Everyone: "Cheers to Zuo Niang!"

Niyun brought out a bowl of steaming longevity noodles from the kitchen and said, "Mother Zuo, this is what I cooked. It will definitely suit your taste. It doesn't contain cilantro, but it has spicy and chopped green onions!"

"How did you know? You asked me before. What flavor did you want to write about?" Song Zuoru was moved and understood a little.

Ni Yun took out the small book in her arms and said, "I've written it all down here. This booklet contains some of everyone's little characteristics. It's also the material I've accumulated."

"Madam writer, please come and have your meal. It won't taste good if it gets cold!" Yuan Xiang urged. Niyun put away the booklet and sat down next to Du Ximiao with a smile.

Du Ximiao took a red candle from the table next to him and said, "You can make a wish to the candle and then speak your wish in your heart. The gods will hear it and make it come true!"

"No need to make a wish, I can hear you." Wang Wei stood up, "Since I promised to help you, I will try my best to survive. A few days ago, I roughly told you that your daughter is still alive, don't worry."

Song Zuoru's eyes were blurred with tears. She wanted to kowtow to express her gratitude, but Huo Feng quickly stopped her.

"My master is very powerful, Zuo Niang, just wait for good news."

After clinking glasses again, everyone continued to eat.

Wang Wei resisted the urge to eat much and just kept drinking the icy fruit wine.

In the past, she fasted simply because she didn’t like eating things from the mortal world, but now she fasted to improve her cultivation.

The battle was imminent, and although she was curious about what the food everyone cooked would taste like, she still held back, and everyone was kind enough not to "tempt" her.

"Sister Weiwei, the ice fruit wine you make is really delicious! If one day you become attached to the secular world, come to my Princess Di's Mansion. I will hire you for your craftsmanship and your ice cubes at a high salary!"

Wang Wei smiled and said, "It's a deal."

Huo Feng and Zhuang Boyan both looked at her intentionally or unintentionally, not knowing whether she took this joking answer seriously.