I Like Weird the Most

He Wenzhi stared at this sewing girl who had the same appearance as Han Yumeng with a pair of burning eyes.

He was also taking steps under his feet, walking forward step by step.

Every time he took a step, the accumulated water on the ground would immediately boil due to the high temperature brought by He Wenzhi's body.

He just ate a whole one of the Rainy Night Seven, but he didn't expect that the improvement it brought would be so high.

This point, He Wenzhi himself did not think of it.

Before slowly tearing off his hands and feet and eating them, it was just an attribute point increased by dozens of points.

But when he ate the whole one into his stomach, there was a huge change in an instant.

The attribute points soared at that moment, and several [+100] prompts even flashed in my mind.

And among them, just for the attribute of Yanghuo, the prompt sound of [+100] appeared three times in a row!

This is equivalent to adding three hundred to the attribute of Yanghuo in an instant at the same time.

In addition to the previous ones, He Wenzhi estimated that his Yanghuo attribute points would add up to four or five hundred in total in just such a short time.

This also caused the temperature emanating from He Wenzhi's body to rise instantly, and even made him unable to control it for a while.

The high temperature continued to increase, and the flames on his body became more and more vigorous, and he jumped towards the surroundings for a while.

Now he is more and more like a sun, or a human-shaped sun.

The terrifying energy contained in his body seemed to explode at any moment.

There is also that heavy boiling sound, as if lava is tumbling, and it always makes people feel that it may spew out like a volcanic eruption in the next second.

The pair of shoes under his feet were also burned at this moment.

The clothes on his body were burned by his own flames, this was the first time He Wenzhi encountered such a thing.

In the past, he could still control his flames very well, but for some reason, at this moment, the continuously soaring Yanghuo power began to become restless.

Perhaps this has something to do with the instant increase of too much energy.

As his feet were exposed to the air, after touching the stagnant water on the ground, they were not limited to boiling, but were evaporating rapidly.

At the same time, the clothes on the upper body were also burned to ashes by the flames.

Wisps of continuously jumping milky white flames shot out, and finally spread and spread on his body surface.

The light of thunder and lightning kept jumping in the flames, and the thunder dragon wrapped in flames appeared behind He Wenzhi again, with its long tail entangled on his body.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the sewing girl who looked exactly like Han Yumeng suddenly jumped.

She couldn't help swallowing, and took a step back.

Hearing He Wenzhi's question just now, the corners of her mouth twitched lightly, trying to maintain her emotions, and not letting herself show any expressions that might make people catch her.

"You can't remember anything?" She said something, and then said with a smile on her face: "I didn't expect to see you for so long, and you still have such a habit now!"

The sewing girl stared straight at He Wenzhi with a pair of eyes, which were full of shock.

Because at this moment, He Wenzhi's trousers had been burned away, and under the waist and abdomen, there were two strong and long legs exposed to the outside.

But soon, milky white flames spread and wrapped around his body, covering everything up.

The sewing girl covered her gaping mouth with her hands, her eyes blinked and blinked, full of surprise.

However, in the next second, a heat wave hit, and a voice immediately appeared in her ears.

"Does it look good?"

He Wenzhi's deep voice rang out, filled with terrifying heat, and blew directly on the sewing girl's ears.

The sewing girl's body trembled suddenly, and she hurriedly dodged to the side, only to see a big hand stretched out in front of her eyes.

She knew that it was too late to dodge, so her heart surged, and she saw her chest trembling and writhing, as if something was about to spew out.

The next second, she had a small mouth, and bursts of black air were gently blown out of her mouth.

Chi Chi Chi!

For a while, the sound of corrosion continued to be heard, and bursts of pain continued to spread on He Wenzhi's arm.

He lowered his head and glanced, the black gas spewing from the sewing girl's mouth was actually extremely poisonous and extremely corrosive.

Not only can it compete with the violent milky white flames on his body, but it can also further damage his skin and muscles.

[Poison resistance +30]

[Pain Resistance +5]

[Self-healing ability +6]

[Cell activity +8]

A reminder sounded in his mind, and He Wenzhi suddenly raised his brows.

He opened his mouth suddenly, and his chest heaved for a while, absorbing the black air in an instant.

The black air containing huge toxins was inhaled into the lungs, and there was a huge tearing sensation in the body instantly, as if there were countless ants biting at the heart, or as if there were sharp knives cutting continuously to his chest.

This obvious pain is far more obvious than absorbing those substantive yin and ghost qi before.

At this moment, the prompt sound of attribute improvement resounded crazily in his mind.

[Poison resistance +50]

[Cardiopulmonary function +58]

[Cell activity +48]

【Yanghuo+44】

[Qi and blood +55]

[Physique +33]

He Wenzhi's eyes lit up instantly after listening to these prompts.

In the past, it wasn't that there was no time when the attribute was improved a lot at one time, but several of them were increased by dozens of points at the same time. This kind of situation is really rare.

But this sewing girl can let He Wenzhi get such a harvest.

For a moment, the way she looked at the sewing girl changed.

Look at the sewing girl again.

The moment she used the black energy to hurt He Wenzhi, she seized the time and hurriedly retreated, and finally retreated without letting He Wenzhi catch her.

To be honest, the aura emanating from He Wenzhi's body at this moment still made her feel a little palpitating.

Especially, at that sudden moment just now, he came directly close to her and spoke in her ear.

With such a quick movement, it's not that she couldn't catch the trajectory of the action, but she saw it, but her reaction was a little bit worse.

Moreover, she was so close just now, and the scorching hot breath slid across her cheeks, just like that, it actually set her hair on fire.

This terrible burning sensation is really too terrifying.

Fortunately, she reacted and used the black air to delay, so she got out, and quickly extinguished the flame on her hair.

But when she saw that the black air that she blew out disappeared in an instant, and was still sucked in by He Wenzhi, she stared again, looking at He Wenzhi in disbelief.

"you you you!"

The sewing girl pointed at He Wenzhi, opened her mouth for a long time, and then said: "You have changed...you have changed! You were not like this before! How can you be so proficient now!?"

He asked: "???"

What the hell are they talking about?

How did I change?

What happened to me before?

Haven't I always been like this?

But in the final analysis, if you are proficient or not, you have been eating ghosts for such a long time, so you must be more or less proficient.

It's just...is this the sewing girl referring to?

He Wenzhi looked at him with a light in his eyes, and said, "Do you still have any more? It's just the black air just now, do you want some more?"

"You...!" The sewing girl seemed a little out of breath for a while, pointing at He Wenzhi, speechless.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

Her chest was rising and falling, and after gradually calming down, she said, "I'm too lazy to mess with you. I just came to see how you are doing now, but I didn't expect you to become like this!"

With that said, she turned her head and wanted to leave.

But in the next second, an electric arc flashed in the flames, and He Wenzhi instantly jumped up and grabbed her hand.

"Don't go! You saw me all just now, don't you think you should be responsible for me? I don't want much, you just need to give me a little more of the black energy just now."

"Or...you are not even willing to give me this? Do you want to just leave like this?"

"Bah! Scum girl! Sure enough, women don't have a good thing! Women are big pigs!"

While He Wen started his hands, he continued to utter obscenities, as if it was a mental attack.

The sewing girl was also a little confused.

Are these words supposed to come out of your man's mouth?

I don't know why, but an unknown will-o'-the-wisp flared up in the sewing girl's heart, and she turned around and punched He Wenzhi in the face.

This is a petite fist, but it contains terrifying power.

At this moment, a black light flickered above the fist wind, and the air was torn apart for a while, and there were bursts of splitting sounds.

With quick eyes and quick hands, He Wen raised his other hand to catch it suddenly.

Phew!

For a moment, it was as if something exploded suddenly. The confrontation between fist and palm set off a terrible wave of air at this moment, and at the same time turned into a gust of wind, which suddenly blew away the surrounding wind and rain , spread out towards the surroundings.

It was also at that moment that the black light and the white flame collided, and both of them exploded, and black and white flames bloomed in the air.

He Wenzhi wanted to grab the opponent's hand when he caught the punch. In this way, he grabbed both hands of the sewing girl.

He grabbed his hands and pressed them to the ground, so he could do whatever he wanted.

But who knows, the opponent's reaction was also very quick, after the attack of that fist was blocked again, the wind of the fist turned, and at the moment He Wenzhi was about to grab her, he suddenly changed direction.

At the same time, her other hand suddenly glowed with black light, and suddenly became extremely slippery, and it was pulled out of He Wenzhi's hand.

In the next second, wisps of black air continued to spread out of her body.

Immediately afterwards, the black air kept beating, and finally formed a flame-like appearance.

This is a pitch-black flame, which contains endless ice cold.

These flames wrapped around the body of the sewing girl, and for a while it turned out to be somewhat similar to He Wenzhi who was wrapped around the flames.

The only difference is that He Wenzhi is Yanghuo, a milky white flame.

As for this sewing girl, her body is as black as ink, a black flame as deep as an endless abyss.

These flames are constantly jumping, as if black flowers are blooming.

Pieces of sparks danced all over her body, and a piercing chill spread to the surroundings.

The falling raindrops instantly condensed into small ice beads the moment they came into contact with the cold air.

There are also ice blocks spreading on the wet ground. The accumulated water has frozen, and the rainwater that was still flowing has also completely condensed.

It was supposed to be a hot summer, but at this moment, because of the sewing girl releasing black flames, it was as if fast-forwarded to winter.

Looking at the sewing girl's expression again, she was waiting with a pair of big eyes, and looked at He Wenzhi angrily.

She seemed genuinely angry.

However, He Wenzhi didn't understand what he had done to make her so angry all of a sudden?

It's just that there is no time to think about it now, the sewing girl has already started the onslaught with the black flames wrapped around her body.

I saw those black flames constantly blooming, turning into pieces of sparks, wrapping her body, and after she punched heavily, those flames burst instantly, turning into violent energy and rushing forward.

He Wenzhi also swung a punch, carrying a frighteningly hot milky white flame.

One hot and one cold, one black and one white, two completely different and completely opposite energies collided together in an instant.

At this moment, the space seemed to be frozen. After touching the black flame, He Wenzhi only felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

This black flame seems to be somewhat similar to his own yang fire, but its nature is completely different, or completely opposite.

So... since mine is Yanghuo, then this should be... Yinhuo?

boom!

In the next second, black and white exploded in an instant, and the two separated from each other, but they collided together in the next instant.

Black and white intersect, yang fire and yin fire are intertwined with each other, and the two fight inseparably for a while.

At this moment, the two of them suddenly stopped moving. It turned out that both of them grabbed each other's hands and imprisoned each other.

However, at this moment, the corners of He Wenzhi's mouth turned up suddenly.

After the confrontation just now, he already felt that this sewing girl was difficult to deal with.

Since the other party is unwilling to give some more black air, then don't waste time, let's take a look at what is going on with this sewing girl!

He Wenzhi thought in his heart that moving his head forward, he was about to touch the sewing girl's forehead.

However, the sewing girl shook her head and said, "Want to read my heart? You're dreaming!"

Hearing this, He Wenzhi's eyes narrowed.

How did she know?

He Wenzhi squinted his eyes and looked at the struggling sewing girl.

Does she really know me?

Or, does she really have something to do with Han Yumeng?

The sewing girl twisted, trying to break free from He Wenzhi's grasp.

But at this moment, He Wenzhi suddenly stretched out a foot and lifted her legs, causing her body to lose its center of gravity in an instant.

Her petite body leaned away, and fell on the ground that had condensed into ice.

He Wenzhi also took advantage of the situation and sat on her body, grabbed her hands, and pressed her to the ground forcefully.

The high temperature continued to spread, and eventually even the clothes that were sewn on the girl were burned.

"How do you hide now? Obediently let me see!" He Wenzhi said, lowering his head.

"you……!"

The sewing girl wanted to say something, but she was forced to the ground in this position, which really made her feel a little helpless for a while, and an ice-blue flame also appeared, sticking to her forehead .

One picture after another kept flashing.

The corners of He Wenzhi's eyes, which were slightly closed, trembled suddenly.

In the picture just now, he actually saw that scene again.

Or rather, the person in that scene.

On the day of the wedding, the bride stayed alone in the vacant room, and the groom turned around and left, riding a tall horse, covered with moonlight, and went away.

"Isn't this what Huang Xiaoyan saw in the memory of those two souls in that secret realm back then?"

That's right.

At this moment, it was the groom who appeared again.