She didn't get up, just waited for her to come in, because Xingchen Xue wanted to see how long she could hold on.

The estimate is not accurate, it is better to see her endurance.

However, Xingchenxue lifted the corner of the quilt and sat up.

She felt the breath of the curse.

The person who came was dressed in red and had already torn one side, but it did not hinder her beauty.

Yun Moruo looked at her sitting on the bed, and a smile rose on the corner of her mouth, very beautiful and real.

The surprise in her eyes was even more revealed, but she didn't know that the red light in the depths of her eyes was demonic and bloodthirsty.

At this moment, Xingchenxue also smiled, ethereal and unreal.

"It's hard for you, you actually found here, it seems that you are quite accurate!" That being said, there was a faint murderous intent in it.

Yun Moruo didn't know how she could say such a thing, what was the matter!

I was about to ask her, but when the words came to my lips, it was a different sentence.

"You are patient enough, we have been waiting for you for a thousand years, a thousand years, and we want your soul to be scattered."

As soon as Yun Moruo said it, she was shocked, she ...... How could it be, there was a tear in his eyes.

That's not her, a flash of inspiration, thinking of that curse technique, I realized that she really couldn't escape.

"Oh! I'm looking forward to it. The ruthlessness in Xingchen Xue's eyes was fully revealed.

Seeing Yun Moruo's heart, she seemed to see endless killing, and an unforgettable chill rose from the soles of her feet.

Even the bloodthirsty red light in her eyes faded a little.

Xingchen Snow is made on the bed, lazy and evil, like an elf who has fallen into the mortal world, turned into a demon.

No one knows how many people this girl has slaughtered with her weak body, and how capable she is.

"May you always be like this, the emperor of the ancient ruins." Indifferent words came out of her mouth.

Yun Moruo, who is still conscious, can be said to be so stunned in his heart that he can't be confused anymore.

What emperor, is she this niece?

No matter how confused Yun Moruo was in her heart, she still couldn't speak independently, and she was obviously still being manipulated.

"Hehe......" Xingchenxue smiled, and a coercion from her body directly pressed on Yun Moruo's body.

The soul seeped into her, directly threatening the people who were manipulating her.

At the edge of the Spirit Cloud Empire, there was a darkness in the Warcraft Forest, and shadows shrouded this huge forest.

Dark, bloodthirsty, almost all of the people of the Lingyun Empire wandered around the edge when they entered, and few people dared to enter even the Zhongwei area.

The demonic beasts inside are extremely domineering and vicious, and their cultivation is extremely high.

The spiritual power of the Stardust Continent is divided into several levels, red is the spirit master, orange is the spirit master, yellow is the spirit general, green is the spirit king, cyan is the spirit venerable, and blue is the spirit emperor.

The six levels are further divided into beginner, intermediate, and advanced.

And there are other forces and professions on the mainland, including the Beast Training Guild, the Danshi Guild, and the extremely mysterious Spirit Array Guild.

Every country has a demonic beast forest, and the spirit beasts on the continent are extremely rare, and the people who have high cultivation among the human beings and have spirit beasts are even more handful.

In the inner enclosure of the Demon Beast Forest of the Spirit Cloud Empire, it was pitch black, and it was almost impossible to tell whether it was day or night.

Behind the dozen or so trees that seemed to roam the ghosts, there was an extremely bloody area.

The corpses everywhere were cracked bones, and it was impossible to distinguish whether they were human or beast, and the blood-red smell filled the air, which was disgusting.

Behind the corpses, there is a palace of dry bones.

It was dark and dark, with the smell of killing blood.

The ominous appearance, made of dry bones, majestic and bloodthirsty, such a palace is afraid that no one dares to build it.