It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

The superpowers have returned, Xiao Huai has nothing to fear.

There was an indescribable pressure in the air, a kind of power beyond the mortal world that made people hold their breath involuntarily.

King Zhou knelt on the ground, staring at the scene with shock in his eyes.

Jiang Fu's four pupils flashed with strange light. He raised the corners of his mouth and waved his hands lightly. The ground suddenly cracked, and countless dark branches emerged from the cracks like living things.

These branches did not rush directly towards Xiao Huai, but spread on the ground like roots, quickly occupying the entire space.

Xiao Huai's eyes were fixed on the branches, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

But before he could take any further action, the color of the branches began to slowly change.

It turned from black to scarlet, as if blood was flowing in it, which looked extremely strange.

Even more eerie, those scarlet branches began to bear fruit.

The fruits swelled and ripened rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, with an unnatural luster on the surface and a smell that was both sweet and fishy.

Black pupils could be vaguely seen among these fruits, slowly rotating as if they had life.

Xiao Huai frowned and immediately felt that the smell was exactly the same as the one he smelled in Gechunlou.

The sweet and fishy aroma makes people nervous, but also makes them feel a little dizzy for some reason.

When the fruit is ripe, the surface cracks open, revealing a horrifying sight.

The inside of the fruit actually looks like a human head.

Jiang Fu's eyes were filled with crazy excitement: "How is it? Beautiful, right? These are miracles of life."

He picked a fruit, played with it in his hands, and continued:

"I promised them immortality, but they don't seem to know what form of immortality."

He laughed out loud, "But if I told them in advance that it would turn out like this, I guess no one would agree to it. Haha."

Xiao Huai looked at him coldly, covered his nose, and tried his best to avoid inhaling the fragrance.

Jiang Fu, however, didn't care at all. "Oh, by the way, Qinglan Hou, these fruits won't hurt you. Maybe they'll even give you strength. What do you think? Are you willing to give it a try?"

The heads had their eyes closed, with stiff smiles hanging on the corners of their mouths, and black vines began to grow in their eye sockets.

The fragrance did not dissipate with the wind. Instead, it attacked him as if it had consciousness, trying to invade his body.

Xiao Huai moved his feet slightly.

Jiang Fu stood between the branches, his figure transformed into countless overlapping illusions, and each shadow was laughing.

His voice came from all directions, as if it had penetrated directly into Xiao Huai's mind:

"Do you know what I promised King Zhou?"

His laughter became more and more crazy, and his four pupils flashed with strange light.

"It was so that he could be with his Jade Consort forever. Unfortunately, he never understood that it was just a joke."

Jiang Fu's voice became increasingly deep, yet it carried an unconcealable enthusiasm:

"As for Xuan Ji, she is nothing more than a tool, a vessel for living sacrifice. I, on the other hand, need a purer body to carry my divinity."

He approached step by step, and the branches on the ground tried to surround Xiao Huai.

He chuckled, his voice low and crazy:

"If you want, I can give Xuan Ji to you."

He paused, a suffocating light flashed in his eyes, and continued:

"But you must become my new vessel. Use your power, your body, to witness the birth of a new world."

"Madman." Xiao Huai spat out two words in a cold voice. The black diamond, accompanied by flames, turned into a sword shadow and cut off the surrounding branches.

However, he noticed that after being cut off, these branches regenerated quickly and became even thicker, and even the flames could not completely burn them.

Jiang Fu's shadow suddenly approached from behind Xiao Huai and whispered in his ear:

"Do you think you can escape this situation? You want to save Xuan Ji, you want to change your fate, but everything has already been written - you will belong to me."

"I will eventually become the master of the world and the god of the new world."

Before he could finish his words, the fruit on the ground suddenly cracked open, revealing the dark eyeballs inside.

A red diamond sword appeared in Xiao Huai's hand and stabbed straight at Jiang Fu, but just when it was about to hit Jiang Fu, the branches surged again, swallowing up the light blade like a huge wave.

Instead, there was a cold black fog.

Red branches quickly wrapped around Xiao Huai's legs and wrists, suppressing all his movements.

The force of the branches seemed to crush his bones, and there was a teeth-grinding crunching sound.

The surrounding space seemed to be completely shrouded in black fog, and the fragrance penetrated into his nostrils, making his vision blurred. Xiao Huai heard soft whispers in his ears, as if countless evil spirits were whispering in his ears.

The fruits on the ground cracked more and more, and the black eyeballs that emerged from them stared at Xiao Huai as if they had locked onto their prey.

Jiang Fu's shadow approached, mocking him: "How long can you hold out? One minute, or ten seconds?"

More branches coiled around like giant pythons, binding Xiao Huai tightly.

The vines were like hungry beasts, desperately sucking his strength, leaving bright red marks on his wrists and ankles.

Jiang Fu approached step by step, looked directly into Xiao Huai's red eyes, and whispered:

"You are but a mortal, but I have long since transcended the mundane. We are fundamentally different. From the moment I was born, I was destined to become a god!"

At this moment, the flames around Xiao Huai were almost extinguished, and the light of the diamond was also completely swallowed up.

Darkness and coldness enveloped him, and it seemed as if the whole world was weighing on his shoulders.

The branches tightened, and Jiang Fu's voice was like a death knell, filled with endless madness:

"Submit, become my vessel, and let me grant you true power."

No one thought that Xiao Huai had any chance of survival.

Xuan Ji was so frightened that she almost didn't dare to open her eyes.

Jiang Fu is a monster.

He has been since the beginning and always has been.

But at that time, she heard a very light laugh.

Xiao Huai raised his head, with blood at the corners of his mouth, and his red eyes sparkling in the dark night.

"Huh? Really?"

At that moment, the scarlet branches surrounding him suddenly began to tremble.

The branches that had swallowed Xiao Huai's blood withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and blackened cracks appeared on the surface, as if they had been burned to ashes by invisible flames.

Jiang Fu's pupils suddenly contracted, staring at everything happening in front of him in disbelief: "This is impossible!"

Xiao Huai could see that the flames could not easily burn the surface of the tree roots.

Then he did something bold.

Hide the fire in your blood.

Completely disintegrated from within.

The scarlet color of the branches quickly faded and dried up into ash. The power that had originally suppressed Xiao Huai was absorbed in reverse.

Xiao Huai's breath became stronger and stronger, the scars on his body disappeared one by one, and the blood coagulated and turned into a dark red light and flowed back into his body.

Jiang Fu took a step back, "You?"

What is it?

Xiao Huai stood up straight, his eyes and brows revealing a sharpness and calmness that was completely different from just now.

He raised his hand, casually brushed off the ashes on his sleeve, and said coldly: "I just taught them a few rules-"

Xiao Huai squinted his eyes lazily and added:

“What to touch and what not to touch.”