Warmth, is warmth, hearing this voice, as if it can evoke the warm feeling of being in the mother at the beginning of life.

Although Wu Zhiqi was born and raised by the beast clan and was born in chaos, he still felt a warm and beautiful feeling that he had never felt before.

In contrast to this warmth is the coldness and pain of the sea of blood.

The pain of tearing flesh and blood and then corroding bones little by little, penetrating deep into the soul was mixed together, making him unbearable after stumbling and suffering countless injuries since he was a child, Wu Zhiqi even thought that maybe it was a very happy thing to faint at this time.

But the sea of blood is cold, and the kind of coldness and indifference that stimulates the sea of his consciousness at all times, like ice water poured on his head when he is extremely sleepy.

It's just that when ice water is poured on the head, it is not a basin or a bucket, but an ocean.

Like a hungry beast that suddenly pounced on the blood food, the Netherworld Blood Sea relentlessly tore and devoured it, dragging his body into the depths of the Blood Sea at a terrifying speed.

Until he heard that warm and curious voice:

"Huh, why is there a little monkey here?"

A black-haired woman in white slowly rose from the sea of blood.

Wu Zhiqi finally thought that she must be a legendary Asura tribe, rising from the sea of blood, so warm and beautiful, as if she was a pure white lotus emerging from the sea of sin.

Then, at last, he fainted.

The Netherworld Blood Sea is isolated from the world, and I don't know the years.

Wu Zhiqi didn't know how long it was, but he knew that when he woke up, he was warm and comfortable, as if he had slept a very full and deep sleep.

His consciousness had just woken up, and he could still feel a burst of dizziness, but the slight smell of blood coming into his nasal cavity reminded him that he was still in the netherworld of blood, and thought of the picture of his legs being slowly devoured before, he broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly got up and looked at his feet.

It's still there, it's still there.

Wu Zhiqi breathed a big sigh of relief, looked around, and found himself lying on a huge and uneven black stone by the sea of blood, his whole body was full of strength, and the sound of wind and thunder roared with a slight fist, which was actually a little stronger than his physical strength before he came to the sea of blood.

When he looked up again, he saw the woman he thought was an Asura.

Dressed in white and with black hair, cross-legged and cheek-supporting, steady and still, quiet and deep, and beautiful.

She has warm eyes.

Obviously she looks like a thin woman, but she is warm and generous, as calm as the earth.

It was as if her thin shoulders could bear the weight of heaven and earth.

Wu Zhiqi only thinks she is so beautiful.

It's different from the kind of admiration that loves Xiaodive, but just the joy from the heart after seeing beautiful things.

But I don't know why, Wu Zhiqi always feels that she is so preoccupied.

The woman in white, who was originally staring at the Netherworld Blood Sea in a daze, felt Wu Zhiqi's gaze, turned her head to look at him, and smiled:

"Nowadays, it is rare to see such a pure bloodline of the beast clan. ”

Wu Zhiqi has been walking around in human form since he followed the Candle Jiuyin Cultivator, and he didn't want this woman to recognize his true body when she saw him for the first time, and she also knew the identity of his beast clan.

Wu Zhiqi stood up and made a big salute dignifiedly:

"I don't know the depth of the sea of blood when I first came, if it wasn't for the girl's help, Wu Zhiqi would have turned into a pool of blood. ”

The woman waved her hand slightly, smiled at him, and then shifted her gaze, looking at the sea of blood as she had just now, her brows furrowed slightly, and she looked like she was thinking a lot:

"You are born with a water spirit body, and it is normal for you to want to explore the mysteries of this sea of blood, I have used secret methods to help you repair your wounds and transform the blood qi of the sea of blood, now you can try to summon the sea water of the sea of blood. ”

Wu Zhiqi was overjoyed when he heard this, it seems that this girl is really an Asura tribe, otherwise how could she have such magical powers, and directly connect the blood and qi of the blood sea with him? This sea of blood has the blood of the Pangu great god, if he can comprehend it, I think his understanding of the origin true water can be much deeper, and it will bring countless benefits to his future cultivation.

He hurriedly stretched out his five fingers and gently waved his hand at the sea of blood, which was no longer as indifferent and ignorant as before, but surged with his wave of his hand, condensing a small ball of blood-red water.

Although Wu Zhiqi, who was bitten by a snake once, was not scared away when he saw the blood, he also had some palpitations, and carefully pulled out a hair and stretched it into the blood.

What he feared did not happen, and instead of being eroded, the hair was faintly lit as if it had been moisturized.

So Wu Zhiqi slowly stretched out a finger, and the fingertips lightly tapped at the blood water, while gathering the Xuan Vortex Divine Water on the entire palm, ready to use the Xuan Vortex Divine Water to fight the mysterious suction in the blood water.

The reason why he didn't use the divine water just now was that he was suddenly frightened, and even if he used the divine water, he would definitely not be able to stop the power of the entire ocean of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The touch of his fingertips was a little warm, as if he was not touching the cold and indifferent sea water just now, but was wrapped in warm blood from within his body.

Wu Zhiqi closed his eyes and pondered, and then settled down.

The woman felt that the Ahuizotl beside her was unguarded and began to comprehend the water of the sea of blood, and shook her head helplessly:

"You have a big heart. ”

In the final analysis, Wu Zhiqi is still a person who is easily moved, although he has already seen a lot of the world in the wilderness, so he also pays more attention to the good of others to himself, not to mention that this woman saved his life and connected his blood with the sea of blood, which is a great grace that is similar to recreation, and he always feels a little inexplicably kind when he looks at the woman, if he doesn't confirm that he has never had relatives, he almost has to wonder if she is his sister.

Moreover, the Asura clan has been in seclusion for many years, so it is not surprising that there is such a strong person. It's just that this kindness is enough for him to keep in mind, looking at the gloom in her eyebrows, if she feels troublesome in her unfathomable, her own golden immortal Dao is not very useful, it is better to seize the time to improve some strength, and see if he can help this woman who makes him feel warm in the cold sea of blood.

Once you sit in the prison, you often don't know the years and months, and it is not an exaggeration to retreat for hundreds or thousands of years, and for cultivators who have cultivated to the Golden Immortal Realm, in fact, the length of the retreat time is not much different. After all, if it is not affected by external forces, the body of the golden immortal is almost immortal, and although the woman's gaze at the sea of blood is a little confused, it is not urgent, obviously that problem cannot be solved in a day or two.

The sea of blood was silent, not as bloody and ferocious as the legend says, but the waves crashed silently against the shore.

Perhaps because the thin woman made him feel a kind of warmth and calm, Wu Zhiqi quickly woke up from this retreat.

She looked at him with some surprise, smiled, and said nothing.

"Are you from the Asura clan?" Wu Zhiqi looked at her beautiful side face and thought about it, but still couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart.

She paused for a moment and shook her head with a smile: "It's not only the Asura clan that can survive in the sea of blood in heaven and earth, and it's normal for you to misunderstand." ”

She paused, then said, "I am from the Wu Clan, and my name is Houtu. ”

Wu Zhiqi, who heard her gentle voice, widened his eyes: "Houtu?"

"How can there be a second earth between heaven and earth?" her voice was a little melancholy.

Wu Zhiqi was silent, the Lich War was already a hundred years ago, after that battle, everyone in the world knew that the three emperors of the demon clan died, and there were very few people left among the eleven ancestral witches, and the candles had been calculated at that time, only because Zhu Rong had intimate contacts with them, it was calculated that the fire master Zhu Rong was seriously injured and did not die, and he didn't know where to recuperate, and the rest of the ancestors and witches were under the cover of the chaotic heavenly machine, and even the candles could not be deduced.

I never thought that the ancestral witch was still alive, but I thought about it, what can make Wu Zhiqi feel a little close, except for a few dragon clans who are close to Candle Xiaoqian, should be among the ancestral witches.

And Wu Zhiqi is an elf born from chaos, and can even talk to the son of the ancestral dragon, except for the powerful figures of the ancestral witch generation, who can have the capital to call a "little monkey" when he sees his body?

Perhaps except for the ancestral witch Houtu, there is no woman in the wilderness who can make him feel as close as a brother and sister.

Ancestral witch was born with the essence of the great god Pangu, and was born with a violent and belligerent factor in his character, which can be seen from the belligerent and obsessive Zhu Rong, and even a battle between her and her brother knocked down the Tianzhu Buzhou Mountain. It's just that the only outlier among the ancestral witches may be Houtu, this white-clothed beauty is gifted with magical powers of nine heavens, and her temperament is as calm and peaceful as the thick earth, and she is the only one in the ancestral witches in the Lich War, and her status in the Wu clan is only under the eldest brother Dijiang, and her words are very weighty, although she can't change the final battle of the Lich War, but she also walked the wilderness and saved many innocent lives.

Even after the Heavenly Pillar Buzhou Mountain was shattered, countless floods fell from the sky, and she walked the flood to remedy it everywhere, and Nuwa Niangniang used the power of the rest of her hand to bridge the heavenly realm to its original state.

Wu Zhiqi asked himself if he couldn't do the realm of Houtu with a broad mind and could accommodate heaven and earth, but it didn't prevent him from respecting Houtu very much for an extraordinary person like Houtu who benefited the common people.

He heard the name of Houtu. He bowed again and asked, "Dare to ask the Houtu girl, wishing her her whereabouts now?"

Hou Tu replied lonely: "The little sister is now locked in the Empty Mulberry Valley Witch Temple, saying that it is healing, but I still can't accept it in my heart...... The end of the Great War. ”

Wu Zhiqi sighed after hearing this, and couldn't bear to ask again, and Houtu's expression became a little confused, and the problem that had plagued her for a long time still hadn't been solved.

It has been a hundred years since the Great Lich War ended, but the problem that the ancestral witch queen has been troubled for a long time must not be an ordinary problem, it must be a big problem related to the entire flood situation.

Wu Zhiqi's heart suddenly moved, thinking of the reason why he came to the sea of blood.

Could it be that the Houtu girl is trying to find a way to solve the four unjust souls in the desolate land?