Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 356 Ancient Mural Painting
"No matter how strong a lowly species like a vampire bat is, it can't counteract the suppression of bloodlines. They are born servants of the vampire."

The voice of the guy in his head came from the side of his ear, and Lin Jin understood that he and Elvis Dracula seemed to be the same person now.

The other party sees the world through his eyes, and he also borrows the power of the other party under certain circumstances...

Suddenly there seemed to be a flash of silver light, and all the black shadows stagnated in the air, maintaining their original movements of flying or hanging on the cave wall, and then turned into gray smoke at a speed visible to the naked eye. Physical creatures.

Is this the power of that person...?
Far beyond the past!

Lin Jin's eyes were serious, and Elvis Dracula in his mind had the same expression.

Unconsciously touching the hilt of the sword again, the person who was able to damage the Meteorite Iron with his bare hands... How powerful is he at this moment? !

Su Zhao's eyes were indeed full of eagerness. This is definitely a master among the masters, and the Patriarch never gave him such a feeling. I don't know when such a character appeared in the Immortal Territory, but I haven't heard the slightest news.

But in the same way, since the opponent is so strong, what age...?Is it really an old cow eating young grass...

Mo Jiu didn't care about their thoughts, he was combing Ye Shurong's disheveled hair with his fingers again, and tied it with a hair rope regardless of the opponent's objection.

In this dark and dangerous place, he didn't seem to feel anything, as if he was combing the hair of his beloved girl in a small sunny garden.

Looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction, he took the girl's face and kissed it on the forehead, then walked to the stone wall.

Su Zhao didn't see this scene, because all his mind was attracted by the weird murals in the cave.

Orcs with horns on their heads, prehistoric monsters, biting and battling, fighting fiercely, and there are fairy clans who cast sky-defying spells...

Although the painting was abstract and fuzzy, he could faintly see the chaos and tragedy. It seemed that the immortal clan was not the strongest at that time.

"This is the ancient times..."

A faint sigh came from his mind, Lin Jin was stunned, is it ancient?In his impression, only a momentary era can be glimpsed from the history books and ruins.

"Those races that are more cruel and ferocious than the fairy clan covet the resource-rich fairy clan territory all the time." A bit of sarcasm suddenly appeared in the words, "Those big families push around for petty gains, and no one wants to do it." Willing to spend the power of the family to fight."

"She is a main combat faction..."

……

boom--

Soil and gravel rose up, and the wall carrying the mural was smashed by the man's punch, exposing the passage.

The corners of Su Zhao’s mouth twitched. He tried to cut through the cave’s stone wall with his sword just now, but he didn’t even leave a mark, but was bounced away instead...

"Let's go."

The hand was held again, but Ye Shurong didn't rush to break free, instead, she held his hand and raised it to her eyes.

no wounds...

Ye Shurong put down his hand, raised her head and met a pair of warm eyes.

"Cough, let's go."

Ye Shurong covered up her embarrassment and walked towards the narrow path ahead, but Mo Jiu pulled her back after taking two steps forward.

"I'll go ahead."

This channel can only allow one person to pass through, and two people cannot walk side by side.

What Mo Jiu didn't say was that although he guessed that he would break the stone wall to find the exit, he actually didn't know where the passage was...

It's just that the blocked memory in his mind moved, and he suddenly felt a deep sense of disgust and even hatred, and shot immediately.

The pattern he hit seems to be a man with hair color and eye color similar to Shu Rong's. It can be seen from the mural that he is respected by others.

It was the first time that Mo Jiu wanted to kill someone so much because of hatred, even obliterating the rough figure of the other person on the mural, but he couldn't think of the reason.

(End of this chapter)