Blood made a graceful arc in the air.

An Shanxin's angry expression can be seen clearly.

"Poof!" An Shanxin's head fell heavily on the ground, and then rolled, splashing a lot of blood, and landed at Miao's feet.

Miao Miao looked at the head of the kind heart, the whole person's face was as pale as paper, and there was some indescribable loss of soul.

An Shanxin can be said to be the first person to treat her well in addition to Uncle Zhao in these years.

She regarded him as a friend, and the two agreed to study at Yuehua Academy together.

But now, An Shanxin was directly killed by Qing Wutian.

"You actually killed him...... Miao Miao only felt some indescribable pain in her chest, and an inexplicable emotion was about to gush out.

"That's right. Qing Wutian looked at Miao, "Any disobedient child will die." ”

"You killed him!" Miao Miao was emotional, she tugged at Qing Wutian's shirt and said sadly, "He is my only friend of the same age, you actually killed him." ”

"Smack!"

A slap fell heavily on Miao's face.

Miao Miao was directly slapped by Qing Wutian and flew out, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Don't repeat the same thing twice. Qing Wutian looked at Miao Miao with a cold expression and said, "Also, I don't like people pulling at the hem of my clothes, it will make me feel disgusted. ”

"Let's go, go and finish your unfinished mission. Qing Wutian grabbed Miao Miao and carried Miao back to his room as if he were carrying some kind of fowl.

The clothes were all gone, and Qing Wutian threw Miao Miao directly into the pool, and the liquid medicine entered Miao Miao's body from all directions.

After a while, he fell into a coma.

Qing Wutian waited quietly, "I was disturbed by Ye Ran last time, but there is still residual medicinal power in your body, and this time the time can finally not be so long." ”

Qing Wutian was very patient, and he just kept standing, looking at the ever-changing insignificance.

Two hours passed.

The pool lit up with bursts of intense light, and countless tiny runes poured into the misty body.

Seeing this, a thick smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Qing Wutian's mouth, "It's finally done." His body couldn't help but tremble a little, and excitement spread through his body.

He had been preparing for several years for this plan, and now he could finally make up for his physical shortcomings.

Activate the mechanism, put down the pool, and Qing Wutian took the insignificance of his **** body to an altar.

Qing Wutian placed Miao Miao horizontally on top of the altar, and then he slit his wrist, and blood poured into a crystal on the altar.

The crystal absorbed the blood of Qing Wutian, and then a mysterious flame surged up.

Those mysterious flames enveloped the incomparably thin body.

One after another, power flew out of the misty body, and then injected into Qing Wutian's body.

"Is this the power of the Holy Monarch's bloodline?" Qing Wutian closed his eyes tightly and let out a series of moans of pleasure.

He could feel that his body was constantly changing.

"As long as I absorb all the power of the bloodline in your body, I will be able to be reborn!"

And Miao, who was in the center of the altar, also woke up, and she could feel a steady stream of power in her body.

She felt weaker and weaker, but her body couldn't move, she couldn't resist this force,

"Who...... Who can come to my rescue?"

Desperate Miao opened her eyes and looked overhead.

Suddenly, a black light flashed above his head, and a line of words appeared above.

"Me. ”

Seeing this, Miao Miao couldn't help but be slightly stunned, what is the situation?

Asking for help is obviously her inner thoughts, who is reading through her inner thoughts?

"Who are you?"

"Your only lifesaver. ”

"The only lifesaver?" Miao Miao was slightly stunned, "Why are you helping me?"

"I can help you get revenge, are you willing to pay for everything?"

"Revenge?" "Revenge?" In an instant, he recalled the suffering he had suffered in those years, Uncle Zhao's death, and An Shanxin's death.

Hatred instantly filled her chest.

"Of course I want revenge!"

"I'm willing! I'm willing to pay whatever the price!"

"I'm running out of options!"

Miao Miao looked at that blue and ugly face, if she could now, she would like to eat it alive!

"Come on, then!"

The words on the top suddenly changed, becoming more and more intense, like ink about to drip down.

"Tick!"

A black liquid landed on the center of Miao's brow.

The black liquid was like ink falling on the white paper, and it was instantly spilled open.

The black lines of tiny insects spread out in all directions.

Miao's body instantly climbed on countless criss-crossing lines, and her whole person was like an ancient witch, revealing a strange aura.

"Don't resist my strength. ”

A man's voice sounded in his misty mind.

Miao Miao nodded, not resisting.

"Come, become one with me, from now on you are me, I am you. ”

The man's voice rang out again.

A man's figure came to Miao's mind, and the man's face seemed both familiar and unfamiliar to Miao.

Immediately after that, a little person appeared, and the child who appeared was none other than that insignificant.

"Come on. The man spread his arms.

Miao Miao looked at the man for a moment of hesitation, and then poured into his arms.

White light surged.

The man was buried in the insignificant body.

Miao Miao opened her eyes, and her eyes turned blood-red, like a bloody abyss, capable of devouring people's hearts.

"From today onwards, I am the new Demon Lord!"

There was a black light surging on Miao's body, and the crystal on the altar was shattered in an instant.

Qing Wutian was hit hard, and the whole person flew out directly, spitting out a stream of blood from his mouth.

"What's going on?!"

Qing Wutian got up from the ground, and then looked in shock at the insignificance of the black terrifying power surging all over his body.

"What is the problem?" Qing Wutian was a little incredible, the whole plan, he had carefully speculated, logically speaking, this kind of result should not have happened.

But why is this happening?

"What is this black tattoo, and why are her eyes so horrified?"

Qing Wutian inexplicably felt a sense of unease, as if danger was slowly approaching him.

"You've tormented me for so long, and now you should die, right?"

A contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of Miao's mouth.