"Who are you?"
Liu Qingyao ignored Wang Feng's brainwashing words, frowned, and stared at him with eyes as sharp as swords.
"You don't need to know who I am. All I need to do is help you merge. You can also call me... the messenger."
Wang Feng sat on the sofa and looked up at Liu Qingyao, who was standing not far away.
“An envoy? ...If you had come thousands of years ago, I might have cooperated with you.”
Liu Qingyao hesitated slightly, then roughly understood what she meant, and then spoke in her usual calm manner:
"But... unfortunately you missed the opportunity. Over the past thousands of years, I have devoured several souls that have tried to possess my body, and at the same time... I have also gained their memories."
As Liu Qingyao spoke, her eyes became slightly unfocused, as if she were recalling something, looking somewhat unsatisfied.
It's over! Just as I expected...
Wang Feng exclaimed inwardly, and a teleportation talisman appeared in his sleeve, ready to teleport away at any moment.
At this moment, the human soul can no longer be called a human soul; it has acquired another kind of memory, which is equivalent to it being reborn.
She was no longer confined to the memories of a human soul; an invisible shackle had been broken by the souls of those few idiot transmigrators.
It's like a monster wandering aimlessly in a barren desert, who one day suddenly discovers a vibrant and colorful city.
This is why she is unwilling to revert to her original identity.
"If you're not willing to integrate, then I'm leaving; I can't force you."
Wang Feng forced himself to remain calm, stood up, and asked casually as he walked towards the door.
"Wait! You can't leave, and you're not leaving today!"
After saying that, Liu Qingyao produced a willow whip in her hand and flicked it. The aura it emitted was extremely powerful. It was a willow whip that had been sealed as a top-grade holy artifact!
Wang Feng had anticipated this, and with a swift movement, he narrowly dodged the attack, but a piece of his white robe was immediately torn off.
"Idiot! So what if you gained the memories of Earthlings? You just wait, I'll make sure you're dead!"
Wang Feng looked at the tattered clothes on his chest and cursed angrily, clutching the teleportation talisman in his sleeve.
He had confirmed that the space was not blocked before he dared to make such arrogant and harsh remarks.
Liu Qingyao was stunned by the scolding, and her hands stopped moving involuntarily. What followed was ecstatic joy.
"Hahaha! Another one, here comes another one. Let me see if the world in your memory is the same as mine!"
Liu Qingyao let out a maniacal yet melodious laugh, which made Wang Feng feel a chill run down his spine.
Of Liu Ling's three souls, only the benevolent soul is normal. He was truly impressed!
Royal Teleportation Talisman, activate!!
Wang Feng gripped the teleportation talisman in his hand. With a thought, he was certain that the surrounding space was definitely not sealed off.
Whoosh!
Wang Feng's figure disappeared from the room, but Liu Qingyao walked slowly towards the door.
Creak~
Liu Qingyao gently opened the door, a charming smile curving her lips as she prepared to welcome her guests.
"Hello! My little brother's here! Let me treat you to a good meal."
Liu Qingyao looked at Wang Feng, who was still in a daze in front of the desert gate, laughed and waved her finger to greet him.
Wang Feng was already drenched in sweat. What kind of tricks did this bastard use?
The space itself was not sealed off, but the teleportation distance was reduced by countless times.
He did teleport away, but not completely.
"Hello... Hello~"
Wang Feng stiffly raised his hand and responded softly to her, while secretly taking advantage of her unpreparedness, he pulled out the Star Sword and stabbed her.
Liu Qingyao was naturally not that stupid. The sacred artifact, the Willow Whip, seemed to have its own consciousness and quickly wrapped around the Star Sword.
This prevented the Star Sword from advancing even half an inch further.
Wang Feng felt that he was facing a transmigrator who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, not Liu Ling's soul!
"Sister, can we have a proper chat?"
Wang Feng forced a stiff smile and asked cautiously.
"No......"
Liu Qingyao was calmly preparing to respond to Wang Feng's words when she was struck in the face by a chaotic fist.
Bang!!
With a loud bang, the air rippled and a ring of air was released.
Liu Qingyao's figure was sent flying, crashing through the house and sending the table from the inner room flying out of the house as well.
"Sand wall!"
Wang Feng cursed angrily as he watched her fly away, and immediately activated Chaos Overlord, causing his aura to surge.
One chaotic pattern after another began to spread across his body, and red, blue and gold dragon scales gradually covered his entire body.
He hadn't forgotten that Liu Qingyao was at the ninth level of the Heavenly Origin Realm; he would only have a chance to fight her if he used all his abilities.
"Get out of here!!"
Wang Feng's right hand, transformed into a dragon claw, grabbed the willow whip still wrapped around the Star Sword and pulled hard, enduring the pain in his hand.
Sizzle!!
The sound of metal scraping against metal rang out, and sparks flew from the blades of the willow whip and the Star Sword before Wang Feng threw them away.
"court death!!"
Liu Qingyao, her long green hair flying in the wind, flew back from afar, her beautiful face filled with shock and anger.
She truly hadn't expected that a punch from a Breaking Yuan Realm cultivator could send her flying.
Moreover, she couldn't tell which level of the Breaking Yuan Realm the man was at.
She possessed the memories of several Earthlings, so she naturally knew how troublesome transmigrators could be.
"You son of a bitch! I'm not leaving! I'm going to fuck you to death today!"
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