As soon as the Magic Mirror came out, the special aura that belonged to it instantly drifted away, and the countless powers that had just arrived at the Lanchuan Continent came in the direction of the Rotten Blood Forest.

"I am the master of the magic mirror of the world, and all the formations have been revealed!"

Mo Yu reached out and took the Magic Mirror of the World, and injected a touch of demonic energy into it, and then saw that the forest of trees just now instantly changed.

What appeared in front of Mo Twilight's eyes was a translucent formation, as well as a pool of special pink liquid, and he didn't need to look too much, he also knew that it was the blood of the Blood Clan.

"The Great Demon King, that's it, and the bad guys are where the master is locked up." As soon as Xue'er saw the familiar scene, he immediately stretched out his little paw and pointed at the soup pool.

It's all those bad guys who actually use the blood of the blood clan to abduct the master, so if it weren't for seeing the blood all over the pool, the master wouldn't suddenly lose control and fall into the soup pool.

"Hmm."

Mo Hui nodded slightly, and moved the Magic Mirror to the top of the soup pool.

Under the illumination of the Magic Mirror of the World, Qi Miao, who was firmly wrapped in Qiankun Silk in the soup pool, shrunk into a ball and lay at the bottom of the pool, looking weak and helpless.

Seeing Qi Miao like this, Mo Miao felt a pain in his heart unconsciously, and without thinking about it, he used his demonic energy to surround himself, and then jumped into the soup pool and slowly walked towards Qi Miao.

Half an hour later, Mo Hui brought Qi Miao, who was almost dead, from the soup pool.

As soon as the two of them fell to the ground, the silver-white moon in the sky suddenly turned blood-red, and then a red glow fell on them.

"Bang!"

Mo Yu was thrown out far away, and when he looked back, Qi Miao's petite body fell into the soup pool again with a wisp of blood-red rhombic yarn.

"Qi'er! Hiss! Mo Yu was startled, and he was about to save Qi Miao, but unexpectedly, Xue'er stepped on his white hand, and his face turned pale from pain.

"The master is fine, don't forget that the master himself is a blood clan."

Xue'er unconsciously shrunk the claws on Mo Yu's hand, and covered his face with his big tail and kept retreating.

It's over, it actually stepped on the injured hand of the Great Demon King directly...... The Great Demon King won't skin it alive, will he?

When Mo Yu heard Xue'er's words, the worry in his eyes did not decrease, but he did not jump into the soup pool again, but stood by the soup pool with his injured hand in tow, his eyes firmly fixed on the changes in the soup pool.

Xue'er saw that Mo'er only had bones left, as if reminding him that he should deal with his injuries first, but he didn't dare to speak after opening his mouth, so he had to stand aside obediently and wait for Qi Miao to wake up.

As soon as Qi Miao entered the soup pool, it was a night, and it was not until dawn the next day that Qi Miao slowly woke up from the soup pool that had turned into white water.

"Hmm~"

Qi Miao stretched comfortably, saying that she had really come back to life from the kind of soup pool that was so depressed that it made it difficult for her to breathe!

She was suppressed for three days, and almost every moment she could feel a suffocating sense of powerlessness, and many times she felt that she couldn't hold it anymore, and she wanted to close her eyes and get a good night's sleep.

But every time she closed her eyes, the cry of the blood, the sinister faces of the people of the blood clan who were waiting to step on her superiors all the time, and the angry appearance of the demon twilight would unconsciously appear in front of her eyes.

She couldn't close her eyes at all!

Again and again, she didn't know how long it was, how many times she gave up and continued, she only knew that at the last moment he appeared and rescued her from the abyss of death like a god!