Quick Wear: With the cub in hand, the world is mine

It was gray all around and she couldn't see exactly where she was. The wind was very strong and her long hair was blowing against her face, but Hua Ke remained indifferent.

The man in front of him walked closer step by step, just like many days and nights. As long as Hua Ke was there, his eyes would always stay on her.

"Xiao Ke." The man's voice was low and pleasant, like a stream with melting ice and snow in early spring. He reached out and tried to help her smooth the hair on her cheek.

Hua Ke tilted her head to avoid his hand, clenched her hand into a fist, then loosened it, and pushed him hard before he could speak again, "Get out of here, you bastard!"

The fog around them suddenly dissipated, and Wen Chuheng fell straight towards the cliff like a kite with a broken string. As he fell, he opened his arms to Hua Ke, his eyes deep and dark.

Hua Ke's pupils suddenly shrank, and for a moment she wanted to save him. But just as she took half a step, she came to her senses and comforted herself: It's okay, don't be fooled, this is an illusion, that bastard can't be here.

"Damn it, you're dead when I get out! Do you know that it's illegal to peek into other people's privacy?!"

What a bullshit illusion, he actually wanted her to die with the fake Wen Chuheng.

Although he can see his own memories, he does not understand the real Wen Chuheng. Even if Hua Ke really pushed someone off the cliff, he would not persuade Hua Ke to jump with him.

Hua Ke calmed down and heard a very light, fleeting laugh. When she turned back cautiously, the scene changed again.

Wen Chuheng was no longer dressed in ancient costume. He was wearing a black suit and holding a bouquet of Elsa roses in his hand. Behind him was a giant panda running duangduang. The sunlight shone on the panda, and the projection of a strong and lively pig was cast on the ground.

Hua Ke: “…”

I didn’t expect that the owner of the illusion could even copy Pu Bao.

"Honey~ I'm sorry."

"Hua Ke, did you go to take the mission without telling me?"

Again. Hua Ke drew out her magic sword and swung it at the two imposters in front of her, and the world became quiet again.

After a while, Wen Chuheng, wearing a blue and white uniform, walked over with a serving of fragrant braised pork in his hand.

Hua Ke: ヾ(??﹏?)??

She was afraid. The smell was so good that the gluttony in her stomach was about to crawl out.

"Xiao Ke, please forgive me!"

Hua Ke didn't answer him. She stared at the steaming braised pork in front of her with an expressionless face. She raised her hand lightly, threw the braised pork on his face, and slapped him to pieces with the magic sword.

Just like a certain TV series that describes the protagonist bringing a pressure cooker bomb onto a bus and starting an outrageous plot, Hua Ke is also repeating the same plot - seeing Wen Chuheng with various styles and using different killing methods to kill Wen Chuheng.

Hua Ke couldn't guess what the master of the secret realm was thinking. He probably saw that she hated Wen Chuheng so much that she wanted to cut him into pieces, so he fulfilled her wish in the illusion.

Hua Ke put the big-bellied Wen Chuheng into a pig cage and threw him into the cold pool of water. She held her chin and thought: Could this be an illusion created by Wen Chuheng himself?

It was just to relieve her hatred. She would not forgive this bastard easily.

The pig cage sank to the bottom of the pool. After a while, the scene changed to 60,000 years ago, when Hua Ke was trapped in the Seven Star God-killing Formation.

"Xiao Ke! Are you okay?"

Wen Chuheng appeared again, and with trembling hands, he gently took off the net from her body.

Hua Ke knew that in the next second, he would change his expression and say those cruel words. Hua Ke didn't want to hear it again. After killing him so many times, even if he wasn't tired of her, she was tired of it. After this temporary truce, she didn't believe that she would be trapped here forever.

The magic sword stabbed into Wen Chuheng's chest, and Hua Ke's nose was filled with a strong smell of rust, but she was used to it and gripped the sword a little tighter.

His sword had pierced through her body before, and this time she was going to torture him slowly.

"Xiao Ke, I'm sorry." Wen Chuheng looked down at her with complicated emotions in his eyes. He spoke in a hoarse voice, grasped Hua Ke's wrist, and pushed the magic sword towards himself.

The blood was flowing and the fingertips felt warm.

Something is wrong! Wen Chuheng didn't respond to her before!

Suddenly, Hua Ke raised her head, and their eyes met. She opened her mouth slightly, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether the person in front of her was real or fake.

"Hate me, don't you? It's my fault..."

As he apologized, he pulled Hua Ke's hand and pulled out the bloody magic sword. He pointed it at the center of his heart and thrust it forward. The hilt of the sword sank into his body. His lips turned pale, but he still smiled at Hua Ke, "Do you feel relieved? Honey, I really did something wrong back then."

"Wen Chuheng, are you sick?!"

Hua Ke let go of her hand, her eyes sore. She turned and left, looking around blankly, "Where is the center of the formation? Find the center of the formation, find the center of the formation..."

She couldn't stay here any longer, she could no longer tell whether it was an illusion or reality.

Hua Ke was like an ant on a hot pan, running around anxiously and looking for a way out aimlessly.

Just when she was getting irritated, a big warm hand held her hand, "Xiao Ke, I can take you away."

"Don't try to lie to me!" Hua Ke shook off his hand, turned her back to him, tears streaming down her face.

What should I do? This time it seems to be real, that fool really comes over.

Wen Chuheng hugged her from behind, staring at a certain direction in the void, and said firmly: "I won't lie to you, I will take you away."

Hua Ke closed her eyes and tried her best to ignore the familiar smell around her.

"Owner!"

"Owner!"

"Lord Chu Yu?!"

As Shubao and the others called out, a loud noise was heard behind them. Hua Ke turned around vigilantly and saw Wen Chuheng lying on the ground with a pale face.

When Hua Ke saw Shubao and the others, she knew that she had really gotten out. The last Wen Chuheng was the real one, and she had hurt him.

"Do you have any medicine?" Listening carefully, one of the demons' voices sounded like tears.

Shubao hesitated for two seconds, then squatted down, "Master, I can save him!"

The tree treasure turned into a tree more than two meters tall, with a few small fruits on the tree that looked unripe. It used a long branch to pick a life fruit and stuffed it into Wen Chuheng's mouth.

Soon, Wen Chuheng's face slowly turned rosy, and the bleeding stopped. Hua Ke stopped Shubao from picking the second fruit, "Thank you, Shubao, you don't have to pick any more."

"Oh."

The tree treasure immediately turned back into human form and said in a baby voice: "Actually, I don't really want to feed him a second one. It's a bit of a waste."

"..."You want to say he doesn't deserve it?

Hua Ke pursed her lips, touched Shu Bao's head and said, "But I still want to thank you."

"You're welcome, Master. Have you forgiven him?"

Hua Ke lowered her head and did not miss the trembling eyelashes of a certain man. She replied nonchalantly: "Not yet. You guys came out so quickly?"

Shubao scratched his head: "We have been here all the time!"

Miaomiao nodded: "Yes, only the master is not here."

Hua Ke: “!!!”

She kicked Wen Chuheng directly, "Did you mess with me?"

"No."

Wen Chuheng stood up and looked Hua Ke seriously in the eyes, "It wasn't me who did it."

"cut."

"Ah."

Miaomiao and the others questioned Wen Chuheng's words, "If it's not you, then who is it? You are the most vicious and cunning person here."

"That's right. You are the one who can be judged by appearance but not by heart."

Only Yan Yan did not confront him. He looked at Wen Chuheng thoughtfully. In the past, apart from being close to Hua Ke, the person who had the best relationship with Wen Chuheng was himself. The two of them got along like brothers. Yan Yan did not believe that his feelings for Hua Ke were fake, but why he killed his lover in the first place, Yan Yan did not know.

Not long after Hua Ke's soul dissipated, Wen Chuheng also disappeared. I heard that he entered the forbidden area of ​​the Demon Realm and brought out the Ten Thousand Year Old Ice Stone. I heard that he later gave his immortal bone to the Demon Emperor. I heard that he went to the Three Thousand Worlds to retrieve Hua Ke's soul fragments, and then, there was no news of him anymore.

Facing everyone's questioning, Wen Chuheng looked at Hua Ke bitterly, but the person he cared about didn't even look at him.

"Have you been waiting here for me?"

"No, I went in to take a look, then thought it was boring so I came out." Miaomiao confessed.

Hua Ke looked at the mechanism beside the door and tapped it gently. The stone door slowly rose. The room was filled with a strong smell of blood. Dozens of corpses were lying on the ground, looking like they had killed each other. Some people were wearing the same style of clothes as the man who had shouted "Just a little bit" before. They were holding useless artifacts that they had robbed. They had the life to take them, but not the life to use them.

This is a large room, about sixteen meters high, with several rows of shelves on both sides of the room, which are almost empty except for some old books.

In the middle of the room, there were four round pillars on the high platform, on which were carved the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Black Tortoise and Vermillion Bird. In the center of the platform was a black sarcophagus, and next to the sarcophagus lay a cultivator with blood coming out of all seven orifices.