The current realm of the Holy Martial Empress is at the peak of the heaven level, she reached this realm as early as three months ago, and she has been stagnant for three months, with her talent, she has made a breakthrough with all her might, and there is a great possibility of success, but she has not done so, the reason is very simple, if she breaks through to the sub-god level, then it is very likely that something will be exposed, and the treasures she brought out from the Red Mourning Dungeon are not enough for her to reach that realm.

Heaven-level breakthrough sub-god level, that is a process from quantitative change to qualitative change, in fact, it is not very easy for her, and more importantly, the Holy Martial Empress can hardly rely on killing the Vault Dweller to improve her strength now, because she does not have such a strong opponent, and now even if she kills a hundred earth-level powerhouses, it will not be of much help to the improvement of the realm

"Richard......" Prosius's voice was low, and his eyes suddenly became in a trance, as if he was recalling all kinds of past after the first contact with Zhu Wen, the poor worm who was almost burned to death at the beginning, was actually the devil?

The Holy Martial Empress was silent, her face was gray and lost its bright color, and Zhu Wen seemed to her as if she were a nightmare.

"What strength does he have?" Prosius came back to his senses and looked at the Holy Warrior Empress.

"I don't know, I just know that it's better than me, and it's much stronger, and I'm not his opponent at all." The Holy Martial Empress calmed down her feelings and said lightly.

"At least sub-god-level ......," Prosius muttered, his expression inexplicable.

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In the dormitory, which was decorated in a different way because of the wedding, Natasha sat sullenly on the small stool next to the bed, with a small hand on her cheeks and a small mouth, looking like she was very angry, and Zhu Wen squatted aside with a bitter gourd face.

"Don't be angry." Zhu Wen poked Natasha's arm and persuaded in a low voice.

Natasha sat on a small stool and turned to the other side, her back to Zhu Wen. As if to say I don't want to see you, my face became more and more aggrieved.

Zhu Wen was helpless, squatted on the ground and rubbed two steps, went around to Natasha's front, held her face and asked with some distress, "What's wrong with you?" It's so weird today, who upset you? ”

Natasha wanted to turn her head away from Zhu Wen's face. But his face was held by Zhu Wen and he didn't twist, so he had to look at Zhu Wen, the corners of his eyes gradually moistened, and he looked like "I'm so sad and sad".

"Don't cry, okay?" Zhu Wen tilted his head and tried to wipe away the tears on Natasha's face with his two thumbs, Natasha suddenly grabbed Zhu Wen's hands and stood up at once, and lay down on the big bed, even with Zhu Wen, and then Natasha's arms tightened Zhu Wen's neck. The soft pink lips fell on Zhu Wen's face like raindrops, and it was extremely warm.

Zhu Wen gave her a good response, and Natasha didn't know where the strength came from, so she turned Zhu Wen over at once, rode on Zhu Wen with one straddling leg, quickly ripped off the belt of her palace dress, and then began to pull Zhu Wen's clothes, with undried tears on her face. Natasha's taut little face was unusually determined.

"No, Natasha. Don't ...... like this" Zhu Wen lay on the bed, pressed Natasha's small hands, and didn't know what to say after saying this.

"Richard, do you hate me?" Natasha asked sternly as she rode on Zhu Wen with a small face.

"Of course not, how could I hate you...... Don't, Natasha, don't ...... like that."

"Woo, you just hate me. Woooooooooooooooo Natasha jumped out of bed, put away her untidy clothes, and ran out of the main hall of the dormitory barefoot in a howling cry. In the end, he didn't say anything and sighed.

"You are really a good man, why were you so cruel to me when you were so reluctant to this girl?" On the other side, Solami walked out of the door leading to the side hall in a nightgown, with a smile on her face.

"I didn't know that doing that would have assimilated you, otherwise I might have thought about it." Zhu Wen shrugged his shoulders, and then lay on the bed as if he had no bones.

Solami quickened her pace, took three steps and made two steps to the side of the bed and jumped on the bed, slammed her fist on Zhu Wen's shoulder, leaned over Zhu Wen's side like a cat, her head drooped naturally, face to face with Zhu Wen, and asked with some dissatisfaction: "What?" Disgusted with me now? ”

"Are you women so unreasonable? Completely misinterpreting what I mean. Zhu Wen raised his hand to wrap around Solami's show, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the position of the chest of the nightgown, a large piece of white flowers.

"You just know?" Solami noticed Zhu Wen's eyes, his figure was even more bewitching, stretched out a finger and poked it into his chest, pressed it on a piece of white, and then sucked this finger in his lips, and pressed it on Zhu Wen's chest, just now Zhu Wen's clothes were completely torn by Natasha, Solami touched the skin on Zhu Wen's chest, changed his fingers to palms, and stroked slowly.

Zhu Wen's expression was very calm, and he seemed a little indifferent in the face of Solami's blatant seduction, and the fingers of one hand kept wrapping around Solami's hanging show back and forth, until Solami's hand was about to reach into his lower body, Zhu Wen suddenly said, "Go get some food, okay?" ”

"Food?" Solami was stunned for a moment, at this time, he should be about to open an action scene that is not suitable for children, how did he want to eat.

"Eat." Zhu Wen said with certainty: "Pastries, the kind that should be very soft." ”

Solami got up in a daze, jumped out of bed and didn't take two steps suddenly paused, turned around as if he had figured out something, and glanced at Zhu Wen with disgust: "Food?" Bad things, and what kind of way to spoil people. ”

Zhu Wen smiled noncommittally and waved his hand to signal Solama to go quickly.

Solamino glanced at Zhu Wen with a variety of styles, tightened the somewhat loose nightgown on his body, and walked out of the dormitory quickly.

At the moment when Solami just left the dormitory, Zhu Wenyi turned over and jumped out of bed, flashed to the wardrobe in the corner, took off the torn clothes on his body and changed them into a very slim royal dress, sorted out the corners and details of the clothes in the mirror, and then walked to the table on the side, poured himself a glass of dark red wine, and took a sip of the goblet gently.

"Squeak!" With a bang, the door was pushed open, and the Holy Martial Empress walked into the main hall of the dormitory. glanced at Zhu Wen standing by the window and holding a goblet on his chest.

"Someone wants to see you." The Holy Martial Empress noticed that Zhu Wen had changed his clothes, but she didn't care about this kind of detail, and said directly.

"Who?" Zhu Wen put the wine glass on the table by the window.

"Me." The space in the dormitory fluctuated, and Prosius revealed his figure, only five meters away from Zhu Wen.

"I've seen Lord Prosius!" Zhu Wen hadn't seen Prosius once or twice, so he naturally couldn't pretend not to know him and bow to Prosius. When he looked down, there was a cold glint in his eyes.

"You're really not ordinary." Prosius said coldly.

"My lord, how can you ......" Zhu Wen's eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously glanced at the Holy Martial Empress, he noticed that it seemed that the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned on the cold face of the Holy Martial Empress, and then she walked quickly to Zhu Wen's side, her arm passed through the crook of Zhu Wen's arm, and the corners of her mouth hung a smile with a sweet look.

"Get Kira's favor, you kid. It's really hidden, haha. Prosius's face melted like ice and snow, and he smiled.

"The adults laughed, luck, it's all luck." Zhu Wen said modestly, but the flash of "relieved" expression on his face did not escape Prosius's eyes.

Poof!

A sharp cyan dagger suddenly pierced through Zhu Wen's left chest, quickly making Zhu Wen defenseless, and the Holy Martial Empress put one hand on Zhu Wen's back and grabbed the other end of the dagger. A special mark engraved on the dagger, the mark of the god of wind. Obviously, this thing was given to the Holy Martial Empress by Prosius, the god of wind, otherwise it would not be possible to pierce Zhu Wen's body lightly.

Zhu Wen slowly lowered his head, his eyes flashed with disbelief, and he slowly turned his head to look at the Holy Martial Empress, and said word by word: "You betrayed me?" ”

"I'm not something you can control." The Holy Martial Empress's tone was cold.

Prosius, who was on the side, calmly summoned his code and scepter, looking like he was winning.

The cyan dagger that passed through Zhu Wen's body was scattered with cyan silk threads. was constantly invading Zhu Wen's body, Zhu Wen's face was almost covered with dark red magic lines, and he shouted angrily: "You damn it! ”

Rumble!

The terrifying aura suddenly exploded from Zhu Wen's body, and the pieces of space shattered and extended, as if they were about to tear all the surrounding pieces apart. And at this moment, the Holy Martial Empress disappeared beside Zhu Wen, and appeared behind Prosius almost at the same time, Prosius raised his staff, and a film of light appeared instantly, completely enveloping Zhu Wen, Prosius and the Holy Martial Empress, and at the same time stopped the damage caused by Zhu Wen's aura explosion to the surrounding space.

"Anemo God, despicable!" Zhu Wen bowed to this body, his eyes were red and hoarse, and he pulled out the dagger that pierced his heart little by little with one hand behind his back, the heart was no longer his key point now, but this dagger was obviously not an ordinary thing, and after piercing his body, it caused great damage to his body, and he couldn't even use the sandification ability.

"Filthy devil, you can die." Prosius's face was light, the cyan gem at the top of the staff flashed, although Zhu Wen had already drawn the dagger, the cyan silk thread had penetrated deep into his body, and under Prosius's control, it had intensified the damage to his body, and it was even about to corrode the soul.

"Ahh Zhu Wen let out a painful roar, looked at Prosius and the Holy Martial Empress behind him with a hideous face, and shouted angrily: "I will come back, I will definitely come back and kill you." ”

"Not good." Prosius whispered in his heart, he was about to use other means, but it was too late. Zhu Wen, whose body couldn't stop trembling because of the pain, ejected, and tore it apart with his hands covered with magic patterns when he encountered the cyan light film barrier, and then crashed through the dome of the main hall of the dormitory, and his body completely disappeared.

"More powerful than I thought!" Prosius' face was gloomy: "He must die!" Saying that, Prosius was about to break through the air and leave, Zhu Wen's body had been branded by him, and he could track Zhu Wen's whereabouts.

"Take me, sir, and I'll see him die." The Holy Martial Empress gritted her teeth and said, her eyes finally undisguised, full of hatred.

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"Here comes the food, soft and soft." Solami said in a "surprised" tone as he walked into the main hall of the dormitory, and suddenly he was stunned, the northwest corner of the dormitory was in a mess, and the ground walls were covered with ravines, but they were not completely damaged, and a hole appeared in the position of the dome. And Zhu Wen is gone.

Something must have happened here, Solami couldn't guess, she dropped the pastry in her hand, and hurriedly ran over to check......

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In the sky above the Red Mourning Wasteland, Zhu Wen's figure suddenly appeared, and after a few flickers, he entered the first floor of the Red Mourning Dungeon. On the plains, Zhu Wen's figure appeared, staggered two steps on the grass, and fell to the ground.

"Shhh Damn, it hurts Lao Tzu to death, it's really ruthless. Zhu Wen gasped, grinning with painful porcelain teeth, he wanted to relieve this pain, but he couldn't do it at all. The green silk thread is like a bone appendage, and it can't be broken no matter how you get it.

"I want to kill Lao Tzu, but there is no door." Zhu Wen, who was lying on the ground, barely got up, crossed his knees on the ground, there was no scar on his body, and the cyan tattoo-like net pattern and the dark red magic pattern were intertwined, constantly devouring each other, and they were evenly matched for a while.

"Whew!" The figures of Prosis and the Holy Warrior Empress suddenly appeared not far away. Prosius threw a cyan ring to the Holy Warrior Empress, who placed the ring on her middle finger. The body suddenly turned into a cyan whirlwind, flew to the side and posed as a spectator.

Zhu Wen opened his eyes at the same moment, and a set of armor was about to appear on his body, the purple-red armor was depicted with the pattern of a lonely soul and a wild ghost, and a hideous bone spur extended from the shoulder blades of his knees, which looked particularly arrogant.

"Lord Anemo. You shouldn't come here. Zhu Wen stood up, and laughed strangely, without any injury, and the ring on the finger of his right hand was about to squirm, turning into a long black knife without decoration.

"How is that possible?" Prosius's eyes widened suddenly. He felt that the origin power that had already entered Zhu Wen's body was flying away, as if it was swallowed by some kind of evil power, and in just a few breaths, the origin power was completely gone, and Prosius couldn't feel it at all.

"My dear little girl, your plan is really terrible, he is not as powerful as I thought, why should we make it so complicated?" Zhu Wen suddenly turned his head to look at the Holy Martial Empress who was standing in the distance watching the excitement, and showed a mouthful of small white teeth.

"If you don't say it earlier, who knows what strength you have!" The Holy Martial Empress hugged her chest and said silently.

"You gave me a knife back, it really hurts me to death, I will punish you." Zhu Wen stretched out his finger and nodded at the Holy Martial Empress.

The Holy Martial Empress raised her eyebrows provocatively, as if to say, "If you have the ability, you can come, and the old lady will accompany you!" ”

Prosius turned his head to look at Zhu Wen since the beginning of the exchange between Zhu Wen and the Holy Martial Empress, his eyes were full of disbelief that he had never felt before, he was extremely incomprehensible, if Zhu Wen started to speak, and the Holy Martial Empress denied it, then Prosius would think that Zhu Wen was sowing discord, but obviously knew from the conversation between the two that Zhu Wen was not lying, these two people were acting!

"You lied to me?" Prosius's tone was filled with unprecedented anger, what could be more angry than being hurt by an enemy? Naturally, he was betrayed by his own people.

Empress Saint Warrior gave Prosius a "Are you idiot?" I can't see such an obvious thing", and didn't say anything.

"Haha, hahahaha." Prosius laughed angrily, and finally sighed as if sorry: "Die! The body tore through the space, Protheus appeared in front of the Holy Martial Empress in an instant, the Holy Martial Empress didn't have any time to react at all, she stood motionless stupidly, Prosius felt that the Holy Martial Empress deceived him but followed him here, it was definitely something that only a person with a bad brain could do, with Prosius's strength, it wouldn't take even half a second to kill her.

Bang!

A roar that could make people instantly deaf, and dazzling dark red light and cyan light swept around, and the violent shock wave destroyed a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and he returned to calm, only to see Zhu Wen standing in front of the Holy Martial Empress, standing with a horizontal sword, the shock wave did not seem to have any impact on him, and the Holy Martial Empress stood in the position just now, did not move a point, nor was he hurt in the slightest, but his eyes were wide open, as if he was stupid by the duel just now, the first confrontation of god-level strength was close at hand, and it was obvious that the Holy Martial Empress, who only had heaven-level strength, could not be completely calm after seeing it.

A kilometer away, Prosius stood in the air a hundred meters above the ground with an ugly face, although there was no obvious damage on his body, but Zhu Wen did not retreat from the duel just now, but he withdrew a full kilometer, and made a judgment.

This is not the thing that makes him the most sad, just three hundred meters northwest of the Holy Martial Empress, Zhu Wen is standing lazily with a long knife on his shoulder, looking like a hanger.

There is a Zhu Wen in front of the Holy Martial Empress, and there is also a Zhu Wen three hundred meters northwest, two Zhu Wen?

The same breath, the same armor, the same weapons, two?

"I told you, Lord Anemo, you really shouldn't have come here!" The two Zhu Wen spoke at the same time, revealing a demonic smile. (To be continued.) )

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