Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

Chapter 155: Heaven-level Gu

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The spear thrust out, but before it actually touched Shen Qiao, Wen Xiaotong stopped abruptly. His arm, which had been full of strength, suddenly drooped down and broke.

Wen Xiaotong was stunned for a few seconds, and a layer of fear of uncontrollable development gradually surged in his arrogant and crazy eyes.

"You...what did you do?" His voice trembled, and then he angrily switched the spear to his other hand and wanted to stab out.

There was another crisp sound, but this time it was his legs that were broken.

"Ah!" He screamed in despair, thinking to himself that something was wrong.

There were many flaws, and a shadow was shrouding the front. The black sword directly pierced his shoulder, knocked him down from the clouds and nailed him to a platform halfway up the mountain.

The sound of bones breaking could be heard all over his body. Wen Xiaotong's face turned red and the only part of his body that could move was his mouth.

"Where did you take the ghost that you successfully researched?" Shen Qiao followed closely and stood in front of him, looking at him and questioning.

Wen Xiaotong moved his throat, tilted his head, and spat out a mouthful of blood foam. He gasped and sneered, "Don't you... know a lot? If you want to know... guess it yourself!"

Shen Qiao frowned, looking at his fearless look, as if this man was sure that she couldn't guess it.

That thing was researched by Emperor Wenzong and the royal family. Since it's not with Emperor Wenzong, then...

"Capital."

The smile on Wen Xiaotong's face paused slightly.

Shen Qiao was immediately furious when he saw his reaction. "How dare you! Bringing something like that to the capital, what if it gets out of control? Have you considered the consequences?!"

"Consequences?" Wen Xiaotong asked back and struggled to get up, but the black sword was firmly stuck in his shoulder and nailed him to the ground.

He finally lay back down, squinting his eyes at the dark clouds covering the sky. "This is what they have to do. What do the consequences... have to do with me?"

Shen Qiao's clenched fingers made a sound. "At a time like this, you should clear yourself of all wrongdoing."

"Hehe..." Wen Xiaotong wanted to laugh, but it hurt so much that his grinning mouth finally closed.

"The human race doesn't treat me as a human, and the immortal race doesn't treat me as an immortal either... I'm a dignified person who has broken through the wilderness... but I'm living like a ghost!"

The excitement made him choke and cough uncontrollably after he finished speaking, but he continued to speak regardless, choking and making his mouth full of blood foam.

"They want to destroy themselves... Then I'll help them! Once they're all dead... No one will be able to control me anymore... Never again! Hahahahaha!"

Manipulation?

"You are a person who has broken through the wilderness realm. Who can control you?"

Wen Xiaotong couldn't stop laughing and didn't say anything.

Shen Qiao was stunned and immediately felt something was wrong. He squatted down and grabbed his collar, but just in time he saw a black insect crawling through Wen Xiaotong's eyes.

Insect...the poisonous insect from Xiyuan!

If the worms that have already entered the brain are removed, the person will be disabled.

But this kind of insect can only control ordinary people at most. How could a powerful person like Wen Xiaotong be controlled to this extent?!

"vomit......"

Seeing that Wen Xiaotong was bleeding from all seven orifices and could not be saved, Shen Qiao gritted his teeth and said, "Wen Xiaotong..."

She grabbed his soul before his physical body died, but because her realm was lower than his, she was dragged back into his stream of consciousness before death.

Snapped--

A loud thorn whip landed on the bloody back.

The sky was covered in heavy snow and the wind was biting. The person being tortured knelt in the snow in a single layer of clothing. Finally, after being whipped, he was completely exhausted and fell to the ground.

"Brother... cough cough cough!"

A hoarse voice sounded, and Shen Qiao looked over, only to see a group of guards in black stopping a man who looked to be in his forties or fifties. The man seemed to be in poor health, with a pale face and dark circles under his eyes, looking sick no matter how you looked at him.

The eunuch supervising the execution looked at the scene and sighed in a feigned sympathy, "General Wen, His Majesty has shown mercy and given you one last chance."

"If you don't use this thing, then I can only use it on Master Wen."

As he said this, the guards who had been trying to stop him turned around and captured the sick young man.

"I'll come if I want! Your Majesty, why are you so angry and punishing my brother?"

"No...can't..." The man in the snow tried to stand up, but his whole body seemed to be shaking and he could hardly control himself.

Seeing that he seemed to have relaxed, the eunuch's eyes lit up. He took a few steps closer and presented the box in his hand to Wen Xiaotong, obviously hinting at him.

"Then you have to make a choice."

"Brother! Let me take your place! I don't have much time left, so what if I die immediately!" The man cried and shook his head with a look of grief and anger on his face.

Wen Xiaotong looked at the red lacquer box handed to him through the broken hair in front of him, listening to the heartbroken cries in his ears, and finally raised his hand and took out many of the transparent yellow beads from the box.

This action made the eunuch even more nervous, as if he was afraid that Wen Xiaotong would go back on his word.

"If I... didn't make it..."

"Don't worry, His Majesty will make all the arrangements." The eunuch replied impatiently.

"Besides, there's no need to be so pessimistic. You should remember that Master Wen and Madam Wen are waiting for your safe return."

Sarcastic rhetoric.

Shen Qiao felt sick when he saw the eunuch's expression.

No wonder Wen Xiaotong, who was at that level, was still invaded by the poisonous insect in his brain. It turned out that it had been planted there for a long time.

However, what Shen Qiao didn't understand was that even if he couldn't remove the poisonous insect because of his low realm at that time, he has now reached the level of Breaking the Wilderness Realm. Why is he still willing to be controlled by this thing?

She followed Wen Xiaotong's gaze and carefully looked at the insect eggs in his hand.

The Xiyuan clan's poisonous insects are mainly famous for their iron-armored silkworms, which have a high survival rate and are easy to operate.

But the one in front of me doesn't look like the egg of the armored silkworm.

Jiang Quechen hadn't studied Gu worms as deeply as Jiang Queli, but he knew that the rounder and less transparent the eggs, the higher the grade of the resulting Gu worm. The one before him was already spherical; if measured by the standard, it must be at least the highest "Tianzi" grade.

"The sky and the earth are dark yellow", and the Iron-armored Silkworm is only at the Earth level.

Where did the emperor get such high-grade poisonous insect eggs?

Shen Qiao pondered.

Wen Xiaotong was probably... around a hundred years old at this time? A hundred years ago, right after Xiyuan was destroyed.

Zhu Yu said that after Xiyuan's clan was exterminated, all the remaining scrolls on witchcraft and soul arts were taken away and collected by the human royal family. So, were the insect eggs in front of him researched from those fragments?

Hiss...that's not right. The content of the fragment is limited. The fairy world originally thought that nothing could be researched from it, so they let the royal family take it away. Besides, no one in the human race knows witchcraft. How could they research this thing without any basic knowledge?