Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 291 Leaving the Demon Realm
It was obsession and hatred that supported her to walk out of the desperate situation...but what was it that supported him?
The warm and secure embrace made her want to just sleep like this, but she couldn't sleep... This is what he said, because she might not be able to wake up after sleeping...

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The blood clan's capital is filled with the coercion of the strong, and the Siming family presides over the compass and frowns, how can there be no response?
He was surprised in his heart, but he didn't show it. He still looked unfathomable, put away the compass, and waited for the Hui people to check this thing again. It stands to reason that the possibility of this kind of ancient artifact being wrong is extremely low.

Avis's bloody eyes were deep, he had only met one elder of Siming's family, that kind of unfathomable power was far from comparable to Qianxi's half-baked divination.

"The man has already escaped, but he can't escape..." When the Siming family really wanted to find someone, they could even find the old lairs hidden by the traitors, although it seemed that someone used some kind of formation to penetrate the secret. A little fluctuation allowed them to find the node to enter this domain.

"Since you're here, you have to collect some debts!"

The gray-robed man stretched out his hand, and when the epic-level powerhouse raised his hand, the world changed color, and the positions of the few of them were vaguely involved, adding to their power.

Some blood clans with low realms turned into blood mist, but their emperor didn't have any fluctuations in his eyes, as if it wasn't his people who died.

The blood slowly seeped into the floor strangely, and the magic circle in the man's eyes suddenly shone with a strong light, and the hall that was superimposed by various magic circles was finally fully activated.

Once the blood clan defected to the fairyland and destroyed everything on the territory, but only took this building away.

The formation emerged, and there seemed to be the sound of ferocious beasts. The sculptures on the pillars and the patterns on the murals seemed to come to life. They roared, irrationally, and attacked every living thing.

"Although you have an absolute advantage, this is the territory of the blood clan, and it is a special moment like the rise of the blood moon..."

The most important thing is that the sacrificial halls of various races have some kind of connection, delaying time is his real purpose, the formation in his eyes and the runes on the main hall are magically matched, the origin of this place is far more than simply holding blood race sacrifices.

He needs to let the emperors of other races in the Demon Realm rush over. Although their realm is not as good as his former self, the blood race may be saved if they unite...

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Mo Jiu arrived at Priest Yike's private chamber, where there was another blood array left by him. He stopped, looked at the slightly broken eyes of the girl in his arms, and used the effective old method again, bowed his head and kissed.

This trick is really effective, although it will cause strong dissatisfaction on the other side, if she is still alive and well, then the knife is not held by her powerlessly in her hand...it must be on her own neck.

He carried Ye Shurong into the circle, hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to brush under her collarbone before the girl could react.

His slender fingers had distinct joints, and he used Ye Shurong's blood to make up the last touch of the magic circle.

Ye Shurong didn't have time to think about why he knew this, and felt the space spinning, this is the realm shuttle...?
She soon lost her mind to think too much, because she was dizzy... This kind of unstable formation shuttle was terrible, I don't know why Mo Jiu didn't respond at all.

Mo Jiu slightly moved his hand, which was about to lose consciousness, it was trembling uncontrollably, relying on the silver power left by him, he was able to hold on until now.

There are a lot of things in his mind inexplicably, and he has a sense of peace of mind that his own things are back, but a part of the memory has been stuck there, entangled by some kind of force, and needs an opportunity to untie it.

Mo Jiu can vaguely sense that it must be a very important memory, unlike other ordinary memory fragments, even if it is bound, it can still see the moving colorful brilliance...

(End of this chapter)