Fire Phoenix Burns the Sky: Ms. Heaven-defying Useless Material

Chapter 155 Who stipulates that you can only plot against others
Chu Liyue frowned as she listened to Wang Bozhi's sometimes painful and sometimes tearful narration, especially when she heard him mention Chu Ren, she couldn't help showing contempt on her face.

Although Chu Ren is not her biological father, she is still a hero in her heart.He came from a low background, with ordinary qualifications, and was suppressed all the time, but he was still tenacious and tenacious, and finally rose.

Where did Wang Bozhi get his confidence to compare himself with Chu Ren?

Compared with Chu Ren, the biggest difference between Wang Bozhi and Chu Ren is that Wang Bozhi has never let go of his status as the eldest son of the head of the first family in Shizhou, and has never changed his own destiny in a down-to-earth manner.

His so-called acceptance of fate is actually self-pity. He feels that fate is unfair, his father is unkind, and his family does not pay enough attention to him. In the trap of the Dark Race.

Chu Ren's conditions were even worse than Wang Bozhi's. At least Wang Bozhi had a biological father who was the head of the family, while Chu Ren had only one enemy who was the son of the Duke of Zhen.

But Chu Ren never complained, he always proceeded from reality and tried his best.He knew that he was suppressed by the Chu family, so he joined the army and fought hard. Even if his military achievements were falsely claimed, he never gave up.He was able to become the God of War admired by everyone in the Tianyuan Empire because of his character of always being down-to-earth, working hard, and never giving up.

What about Wang Bozhi?But I have been waiting, waiting for the pie to fall from the sky one day.In the end, the pie really fell from the sky, and he really opened his mouth to eat it, but the pie was poisonous.

But even now, in his narration, he always emphasizes his various last resorts, never mentions the guilt for those innocent victims, and never mentions his guilty conscience for gaining this power.

Even his wife, Mrs. Tan, who was in love with him, was turned into a living dead by him.He controlled his wife's ghost and manipulated her body for more than three years, but he never showed any flaws.This indifference is really not comparable to that of ordinary people.

From a mediocre eldest son who was ignored by his relatives and despised by his clan, to become the future head of the family recognized by everyone, Wang Bozhi's status has been continuously improved, and his salary has been continuously improved.

But in Wang Bozhi's heart, he never forgot his father's preference for his younger brother, so under the deliberate instigation of the man in black, he was controlled by the dark soul erosion—or he voluntarily chose to vent like this— A massacre ensues.This time, he even gave up on Qin Shi, and hung her up like everyone else.

Just when Chu Liyue was sullen, despising Wang Bozhi in her heart, and felt that he was not worthy of talking about Chu Ren, outside the shadow field, in the dungeon of Wang's family, a sudden change occurred!

Wang Bozhi raised his head from Wang Qian's arms, his face seemed to be crying but his hands were covered with blood.

Wang Qian seemed to be stunned by his movements. He froze on the spot, allowing the blood to pour out from his chest. His tall body was slightly hunched, and he asked incredulously, "Zicheng, why?"

Wang Bozhi showed a struggling look on his face, and shouted: "Father, go!"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes had become protruding, his face was distorted, his face was flushed, and he made a hoo hoo sound, and his whole body exuded a violent and crazy aura.

"Why? Because I want you to die!" Wang Bozhi stood up, and the restraints on his body had completely expired at some point. He stretched out his halberds and threw himself at Wang Qian without using any weapons at all.

Wang Qian was injured before because he didn't have any precautions against his son. Now that he knows that, as a master of pearl formation, it is impossible for him to be hit again by a cultivator who can't congeal the pearl.

He didn't even need to dodge, a golden light glowed around his body, and he knocked Wang Bozhi flying towards him hard.

Wang Qian stood up straight, and casually rubbed the trauma medicine he carried on the chi-long wound on his chest.The wound medicine worked very well, such a long and big gash stopped bleeding within a moment after applying the medicine, and even started to heal.However, Wang Qian's face became more serious.

Wang Bozhi was sent flying, hit the wall of the cell that was painted with runes, and then fell to the ground with a bang, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, and just let out a sinister laugh.

"It's useless, Patriarch Wang. As long as the dark soul eclipse has invaded the human body, it is impossible to be expelled. Even if you are in the beading state, you can't suppress the infestation of the dark soul eclipse. Master Wang has become a living dead, but It’s just a matter of time.” He raised his neck and let out a smug laugh, “Thinking that Patriarch Wang will one day turn into a human skin bag without internal organs, flesh, meridians, bones, and nowhere to escape, I feel too Interesting."

Wang Qian was not intimidated or irritated by his words, he just looked at Wang Bozhi steadfastly: "Is this the one who coaxed my stupid son into the trap?"

Wang Bozhi got up from the ground, stood leaning against the corner of the wall, and replied with a smile, "Yes, it's me."

"Is there any enmity between my royal family and your honor? Or where did my Wang Qian offend your honor?"

"No." Wang Bozhi shook his head, "I know what you want to ask, but do I need a reason for me, the dark race, to attack the human race? As long as there is a chance, I can improve my strength, and all races can attack. What do you say? Offended or not? It’s like a wolf eating a sheep, so why did the sheep offend the wolf?”

Wang Qian's eyes flickered: "Then, where did Your Excellency learn all kinds of secrets about my Wang family?"

The man in the corner laughed loudly: "This is also a secret? I go in and out of the forbidden land of the human race like walking on the ground, why don't I know, why don't I know? I don't need to bother about your backyard troubles, it has already been passed on by the servants. Everyone should know about it. I was just kind enough to tell your son so that he wouldn't be an unfilial son who doesn't even know who his biological mother is."

"As for the 'sacrifice of blood relatives' you were discussing, I was passing by and overheard it. Anyway, I didn't make it up, I just told the son the truth, who knew he would be so fragile? But it's okay, so many people were killed, Only after completing the fourth eclipse of the dark soul eclipse, can we become a 'Xuan Xuan' that can deal with the masters of Zhucheng!"

The Anzu who wore Wang Bozhi's body let out a smug laugh, and Wang Qian asked coldly, "What's the situation with Zicheng now?"

Anzu shook his head and said: "Him? Since he started practicing Dark Soul Erosion, everything about him belongs to me. So now is the time for me to invest before taking over. His cultivation base, profound strength, flesh and blood, The soul will become the nourishment and material for me to improve my cultivation."

Looking at the angry and painful face of his father in front of him, he added with a smile: "Of course, if Patriarch Wang is not willing to part with his son and wants him to accompany you for the rest of his life, I can't do it. As long as you can provide me with materials, I can return you a Wang Bozhi that is exactly the same as before."

Wang Qian's face was so cold that a layer of frost could hang on his face: "You dog thief! How can I allow you to use my son's body to harm the world?" He raised his left hand, and a jade bead that had been held in the palm of his hand emitted a radiant brilliance. Illuminate the entire cell as if it were daytime.

The Anzu, who had been acting confident, laughing and cursing, was illuminated by this bright light, and couldn't help but let out a scream.

Wang Bozhi's original face, which could no longer be seen, suddenly split open from the center of the brow, as if a third eye had been born, and a puff of red smoke with a bloody smell drifted out.At the same time, his eyes also began to emit a faint red light, his eyes were strange and gloomy.

The red smoke emitted between the eyebrows quickly gathered together, forming a small triangular flag shape, and it was a move towards Wang Qian's face.

Following this move, the invisible profound energy gathered around the red flag, and the original hazy shape of the flag became solid.Next, the small red flag shot towards Wang Qian.

"Hmph!" Wang Qian raised the jade bead in his hand, and a brighter light shot out from the jade bead, aiming at the galloping red flag.

Seemingly aware of the restraining effect of the white light on him, the red flag quickly turned around, but couldn't keep up with the speed of the white light, and was hit straight.

A wailing sound that cannot be heard by human ears suddenly sounded, and more than half of the red flag turned into thin red light spots, which dissipated in the air.

Probably because he knew that he couldn't fight against this jade bead, the red flag didn't dare to fight any more, and an eerie voice came from the air: "Okay, what a Patriarch Wang Qian, it turns out that you were prepared to find the Huaguang bead!" Plant something!"

Once Wang Qian succeeded, he ignored Anzu's nonsense, but held up the jade beads, whispered softly, and walked around the room.

Following his movements, a little bit of white light escaped from the jade beads and scattered in every corner of the room.

The small red flag was surrounded by a piece of white light, and soon it all scattered into red light spots and completely disappeared.

Wang Bozhi, who had been standing in the corner of the wall since the red flag flew out from between his eyebrows, finally let out a low moan after the flag disappeared, and slowly raised his head, with apprehension in his eyes, he shouted eagerly: "Father, let's go!"

Seeing that Wang Qian was safe and sound, he showed a relieved smile: "Father is fine." It seemed that Wang Bozhi was too exhausted to support himself, and Wang Bozhi's body was crumbling.

After shaking from side to side twice, he still fell back uncontrollably.

Seeing that the back of his head was about to smash hard against the rune wall, which was harder than steel, Wang Qian hurriedly rushed over, grabbed his son's shoulder with his free right hand, and hugged him in his arms.

Wang Bozhi opened his eyes with difficulty, and smiled at Wang Qian: "Father...can you...can you forgive me?"

Wang Qian gritted his teeth and nodded to his son: "Good boy, don't think so much, take a good rest."

Wang Bozhi leaned against his chest, and the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger: "Then thank you, Father!" As he said, his hands were like lightning, and he inserted Wang Qian's chest again!
"I was fooled once, but I can still be fooled a second time. Even the word 'stupid' is not enough..." He sneered triumphantly.But his hands seemed to be dipped into hot oil, and the scorching pain spread from the fingertips to the depths of his heart.

Wang Bozhi screamed, and a cloud of dark red smoke rushed out from between his brows again, and a misty voice yelled in the air angrily: "Old man Wang Qian, you actually plot against me!"

Wang Qian smiled coldly, and slowly put his son's body flat on the ground: "Who stipulated that you can only plot against others?"

(End of this chapter)