After hearing what the blood wolf said, Jinse turned her worries into joy, and lightly hooked the blood wolf's chin with her fingers: "It seems that you are still thoughtful, husband. In this way, I will entrust you to you in the future. It seems that the concubine will die soon. I want to congratulate my husband for becoming a great treasure."
The blood wolf laughed loudly, lifted Jinse's chin, and kissed him: "In a short time, his position and his women will be mine." After saying that, he bowed his head and kissed all the way, Jinse panted softly. With a sound, the two hugged each other instantly.
It was late at night, and a large black cloud shrouded the sky, and a trace of haze swung towards the sky.
In Mojia Mountain, the flames were raging to the sky. On a raised rock corner at the bottom of the mountain, a melodious sound of the piano swayed, which seemed incompatible with the raging flames and extremely hot purgatory on earth.
On the corner of the rock, a white jade guqin is being caressed by its owner. The owner's long, snow-white hands are walking among the strings, so casual, so free and easy, as if moving with his will.
The sound of the zither is like the sound of nature. Looking up, the master of these hands is amazing. If the blood wolf can already be called handsome, then the blood wolf is like a pearl of rice to him.
His kind is a kind of amazement, like a heavenly being. His skin is almost translucent, his eyebrows are like distant mountains, they grow to the temples, and his eyes are as deep as obsidian, containing endless indifference.
The straight bridge of the nose seemed to be cut by a knife, the color of the lips was vermilion, and the corners of the mouth were pulled slightly, pulling out a faint mockery. What a rebellious and handsome young man, if he wasn't in the devil world, he would be comparable to Fan Yue, the most beautiful boy of the Protoss.
It's just that Fan Yue's beauty is too gentle, while his beauty is full of heroism. It seemed that everything in the world was not worth mentioning or paying attention to in front of him.
The boiling magma at the bottom of the rock and the scorching air couldn't affect him in the slightest. The spotless white robe set off his elegance and freedom even more. He played and played like this, and the sound of the piano echoed throughout the valley.
Until a man in a black robe ran up to the corner of the rock, and respectfully saluted and reported: "Report to the demon king, the girl sent someone to report, and everything went well. Soon you can see the war between the gods and the orcs, and the day when the demons will take revenge." Just around the corner."
oh! Everyone understood this time that this handsome young man turned out to be the current demon lord Mo Xian of the Demon Clan. When Mofeng died in battle ten thousand years ago, his concubine Xuerou had already given birth to Lin'er, and Moxian was the prince appointed by Mofeng.
After the Mozu was dispatched to Mojia Mountain, Xuerou endured the humiliation and taught Moxian carefully. When he was nineteen years old, he even supported Mo Xian to ascend the throne as king, and now Mo Xian has won the support of the Mozu.
He is ambitious and has the tendency to be a father's devil. When he was young, Xuerou taught him to fight for the demons. Every day and every hour after he ascended the throne, Mo Xian always remembered the teachings of his mother and concubine, worked hard, and swore blood hatred.
Now under his rule, the demon clan is not what it used to be, with strong soldiers and horses, ready to fight the world at any time. Magic String is like a superb chess player, he waits patiently for the enemy to show a flaw, and then captures it in one fell swoop.
Hearing the news reported by his subordinates, Moxian stood up slowly, picked up the white jade jug beside him, poured a glass of wine, and poured it into the lava at the bottom of the rock.
Swear loudly: "Father, did you hear that? My child swears to the sky today: The opportunity that my demons have been waiting for for thousands of years is finally here. Moxian will definitely lead the tribe to kill Mojiashan, and do it for my father and me forever." Thousands of dead demon spirits will avenge their blood hatred."
As soon as the wine entered the magma, flames soared into the sky, as if singing for the revival of the demons.
Moxian quietly watched the magma shoot up into the sky with flames, stretched out his right hand, and bursts of black air emerged from his hand. The black gas quickly drilled into the bottom of the lava, and as the black gas increased, the lava began to boil violently.
Finally, a red light shot up into the sky, and the red light faded away. A blood-red sword with a whole body appeared in front of Mo Xian, "Soul Devourer!"
His subordinates exclaimed, unexpectedly, Mofeng's blood-devouring sword was hidden at the bottom of the lava. Mofeng used this treasured sword to kill the blood of the gods and make the six worlds frightened.
After Mo Feng died, the treasured sword disappeared. The Protoss searched for thousands of years but couldn't figure it out. Unexpectedly, it was hidden under the magma for thousands of years by the Mo Feng.
Mo Xian stroked the sword in his hand, and murmured: "I'm ready, are you ready too?" The sword suddenly burst into blood in Mo Xian's hands, as if responding to its master.
In Jianchen Palace, I was meditating and practicing, when suddenly I felt heart palpitations, and my body involuntarily floated into the air, and then a burst of severe pain was transmitted from my body, retrograde in my internal organs.
I yelled in pain, bean big sweat slipped from the corner of my forehead, soaking my robe after a while. At the same time, a red light began to emerge from my body, illuminating the entire Jianchen Palace as bright as day.
Grandpa Fanchu and father Fanjian saw the vision and flew into the palace. They were shocked to see me in such pain.
My father flew forward, ready to pick me up. Grandpa shouted: "No!"
Before I finished speaking, my father was shot by the white light from my body and fell two meters away. I was in more pain in the red light, and blood began to ooze from my eyes, mouth and nose.
Father yelled anxiously: "Yue'er, how are you?"
I am in so much pain that I can't answer now, all the blood on my face dripped down and merged into my heart.
Suddenly the red light was bright, and I shouted, a red giant sword emerged from Fan Yue's heart, the giant sword became bigger and bigger, and traces of blood began to surround me.
I suddenly opened my eyes, let out a long howl, and saw the red sword's sword energy suddenly burst, whizzing past, and the place it passed was a mess.
Grandpa exclaimed: "The God of War Sword? How is it possible? How could Yueer summon the God of War Sword when he is so small? Could there be any abnormalities?"
While Grandpa was thinking about it, he saw that the light of the God of War Sword was getting brighter and brighter, and it had toppled the roof of Jianchen Palace in an instant. Along the way, countless heavenly generals were also blown into the air.
Grandpa yelled: "No, Yue'er still can't control the God of War Sword."
In desperation, grandpa could only shout into the air: "Yue'er, use the sword retracting formula I taught you, and quickly retract the sword." But I seemed to have been controlled by the sword in the air, with a strange and confused look on my face.
Grandpa was in a hurry and shouted to his father on the ground: "Jian'er, come and help me quickly."
Hearing this, the father squeezed his sword fingers and shot a divine light, resisting the offensive of the God of War sword. God of War Sword seemed to have become conscious, felt someone resisting, and flew into a rage. As soon as the sword light turned, a sky-splitting sword energy slashed towards Fanjian.
Father shouted: "Father, hurry up!"
Grandpa didn't hesitate, flew into the air, and cut my neck lightly with a knife in his hand. My eyes went dark and I fell into a coma.
As soon as my head fainted, the divine light of the God of War Sword suddenly disappeared and turned into a stream of light, which shot into Fan Yue's body and disappeared. Father breathed a sigh of relief, greeted grandpa, picked me up in a hurry and rushed into the palace.
Fan Chu and Fan Jian hurried into the inner room, frowning deeply, Fan Jian looked at Fan Yue who was unconscious on the bed. Worryingly said to Fanchu: "Father, Yue'er will be fine! Today's situation is really weird, it stands to reason that before the God of War sword can be summoned, Yue'er must have waited until he was 20 years old.
Yue'er is only 16 years old now, why did such a vision appear, and the God of War sword awakened in his body ahead of time? "Fan Chu was also puzzled, he stretched out his hand to feel the pulse, and after a while, he let out a long sigh of relief: "Yue'er's pulse is stable now, there should be nothing wrong.
According to the ancient records of the gods, the first summoning of the God of War sword will definitely have a blood fusion phenomenon. The sword of God of War will fuse with the blood of its owner.
However, the earliest records of blood fusion are all after the owner is 20 years old, before he can bear the divine power of the God of War Sword, but for some reason, the God of War Sword will wake up early and perform blood fusion with Yue'er. Did it foresee something? Blood fusion with Yue'er in advance? "