Chapter 480 Cultivating the Body with Ten Thousand Poisons Comes Nightfall. The cold moonlight poured down from the sky, wrapping the whole world in a faint layer of silver, which was very poignant.

"Squeak!"

With a soft sound, the door was opened, and the corners of Feng Hao's mouth, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, bent his mouth, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a slender figure walking in.

Qingwu was wearing a wide-sleeved tight-fitting silver-white dress, with a pale silver belt tied on the willow waist, which just showed the slender waist perfectly, and a snow-white dazzling long leg under the skirt. There is a fiery impulse in the heart of the person who makes it.

The jade hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the face is like warm jade, the head of the mantis is like the eyebrows, and there is a faint dust between the eyebrows.

A pair of black eyes like autumn water, as if there is always a trace of charming smile, that delicate and moving face, revealing a trace of charm, plump, graceful, eye waves, all exude a charming style, charming nature.

The silk dress gently swayed with the lotus step, outlining a plump and charming curve, which is really a collection of thousands of charms and thousands of styles.

What a peerless stunner!

"Whew, whew!"

Unconsciously, Feng Hao's breathing quietly became rapid, and a pair of eyes showed red bloodshots, and his heart was even hotter.

"Humph!"

The pair of scorching eyes full of strange desire, the green and pretty face was slightly red, plated with a layer of crimson, as if he had thought of something, his face was cold, he snorted coldly, and his eyes were full of indifference.

"Ugh"

Looking at those cold eyes, Feng Hao's body shook, like cold water poured down, and the heat in his heart was quickly extinguished, and he got out of bed and greeted him with a hint of laughter.

"It's coming. ”

Looking at that charming and quite stubborn face, for no reason, Feng Hao's heart throbbed, and his eyes were full of deep guilt.

Qingwu didn't speak, and after closing the door, he sat at the table and didn't look at him at all.

"Huh. ”

Feng Hao smiled bitterly and sat down opposite her, then his face was solemn, and he asked in a deep voice, "What is in Meng'er's body?"

The poisonous energy in the dark vortex was really terrifying, and it was also the first time that Feng Hao was not absolutely sure of it, and he felt that it was no longer the poisonous energy that a simple poison master had.

Qingwu glanced at him, saw his serious face, and a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes, a little, before he said slowly, "That's a special physique in the legend, our poisoner calls it the supreme poisonous body, it is the body of the legendary poisoned ancestor!"

Poison Ancestor, according to legend, he was the first person to master the poisonous energy, he was born with a poisonous body, and he was also one of the strongest people in the Far Wilderness period.

"The body of the Poison Ancestor?"

Hearing this, Feng Hao's heart sank.

Although he didn't know what the body of this poisonous ancestor was, the name made him feel heavy.

He had a feeling in his heart that this so-called supreme poisonous body was afraid that it was not inferior to the physique of the Void Martial Body!

There are strange bodies in the world, born and raised, inherited for eternity, and one person in one life.

Originally, Feng Hao thought that there was only a void martial body, but after seeing Xiao Qingmeng's supreme poisonous body, he couldn't help but wonder, is there really only these two special physiques in this world?

Definitely more than that!

The Lord of Nothingness, the Supreme Poison Ancestor, Feng Hao suddenly felt that this world did not seem to be as simple as he saw.

"Is there a way to suppress the shock?"

Thinking of the terrifying body of the void martial arts, Feng Hao's heart couldn't help but sink.

"There is nothing in this world that can completely crush the supreme poisonous body!"

Qingwu shook his head gloomily, his silver teeth were clenched, his face was a little pale, and his eyes showed sadness.

"What?!"

Feng Hao stood up suddenly.

There is no way to suppress the shock, if it is activated, isn't it equivalent to a dead end?

With a frowning brow, he stomped around the room before he stopped, slumped down in his chair like a deflated ball, and asked, "Is there no other way?"

"There's only one way!"

Qingwu glanced at him with a complicated expression and said slowly.

"What's the solution?!"

Feng Hao asked hurriedly.

"As long as Meng'er can control the Supreme Poison Body, not only will it be fine, but he will also have the Supreme Poison Ancestor Poison Energy. ”

As he spoke, a strange light rose in Qingwu's eyes.

This is the poison body of the Supreme Poison Ancestor, if you can truly control it, you may become the second Poison Ancestor in the future!

"Control?"

Feng Hao's heart sank, and the secret path was sure enough.

Isn't this exactly the same as the Void Force?

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he asked, "Then how can I control it?"

"Train the body with ten thousand poisons"

Qingwu's heart was complicated.

How cruel is it for a little girl to train her body with poison? But this is the only way out

"Whew!"

Feng Hao exhaled heavily, which was not unexpected by him, and asked Qingwu, "What do you need?"

"We need 32,000 kinds of strange poison elixirs recorded in the world, one strain at a time"

As a poisoner, Qingwu knows the characteristics of poison very well, and the boundless pain is so unbearable that a little girl has to bear it

"Woo!"

Gritting her silver teeth, her delicate body trembled a little, mist appeared in her eyes, tears filled out, and she couldn't cry.

"Wu'er"

Feng Hao walked over, hesitated a little, stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms, looking at the sad and painful beauty in his arms, his heart tingled, deep into his soul.

He could imagine how much pressure Qingwu should have to endure after learning about Xiao Qingmeng's physique

Under the strong outside, she has a fragile heart, as the holy daughter of the Shadow Demon Sect, her heart, her fragility, who to talk to?

"I'm sorry, that's not right"

Apologies, boundless apologies, looking at Qingwu crying in grief like an ordinary girl, his heart was like a knife, and he could only keep apologizing.

"Woo woo! it's more of you, it's more of you, if it's not you, how could Meng'er be like this, woo!"

seemed to have found an outlet, Qingwu cried loudly, and the pink fist kept beating Feng Hao, and tears wet his clothes.

has accumulated many years of grievances, and all of them are confided in at once

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

Listening to the heart-rending scream, Feng Hao's nose was sore, his eyes were burning, and blood was spreading in his pupils, listening to everything that came out of her mouth, his heart was trembling, he was a bastard, and all the things were actually made for a woman to bear for herself