On another empty island, the son of the Thousand Primal Family, with a smile on the corner of his lips, turned into a ball of light, and also headed in the direction of the Blood Peak.

Under the bright light, on the empty islands everywhere, several figures flew together, and countless pairs of eyes fell on Yingcheng, how could they let go of her every move?

In the Netherworld Palace, Ye Chonglou's pupils narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth were cold and bloodthirsty smiles.

"My lord, do you care?" An old man knelt outside the hall and asked respectfully.

"It's so lively, what's the matter?" Ye Chonglou's voice was stained with a bit of bloodthirsty coolness, "There are many people looking for death, the underworld, the emptiness for a long time---"

"But, my lord," the old man --- about to say something, but was interrupted by the night heavy building.

"Those who can come out alive, you should cultivate them well---

"Yes---"

Ye Chonglou lay lazily in the big red bed tent, the bronze wine glass in his hand, between the two fingers like jade, slowly turning.

The wine in the cup, like blood crimson, reflected the pale face, and the corners of the lips were bloodthirsty, like a noble vampire in the dark night.

"My lord, the corners of your mouth are dirty---" The girl in white who was waiting outside the account knelt on the ground and whispered.

"Dirty?" Ye Chonglou's eyes were cold, he stretched out his hand and scooped her into the bed tent, his cold fingers slowly slid over the girl's fair face, bringing a burst of numbness, and the girl's face was dyed with a faint red cloud.

"Since it's dirty, you can wipe it clean."

Ye Chonglou looked at the girl in his arms, but her face was not reflected in his eyes.

The girl stretched out her hand, and before she touched the corner of Yezhonglou's lips, he laughed ambiguously, stretched out a finger, and shook it slowly and deeply, and then, the finger touched the girl's pink lips, and her voice was low and ambiguous, "Wipe --- with here"

"Adult--- The red cloud on the girl's face deepened, and her voice was a little shy.

"Tonight, serve --- well" Ye Chonglou's eyes were dangerous and cold, and he suddenly let go of the girl, and spilled a cup of fishy sweetness in his hand.

The girl lowered her head, her delicate body trembled a little, and she shed her wine-stained clothes for the night building.

Rose-red drops of wine slid down the graceful curve of his neck, and his sexy chest rose and fell slightly, and the falling drops of wine were as bright as purple gems.

The girl knelt beside Yezhonglou, not daring to be disrespectful, she carefully took off her full clothes for him, the half-naked body was extremely sexy, her long chestnut hair was slightly curled on the bed, and a pair of eyes seemed to be smiling, but the endless coldness was in the depths of her eyes.

"Adult---" The girl buried her head between his chest, there, there was not a trace of heartbeat at all, but it was like an endless darkness, which made people can't help but want to sink forever.

Ye Chonglou glanced at her lightly, and let the girl's slightly shy tongue roam all over his body---

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On the other side, among the blood peaks, the endless dark mist was deep.

The temperature of the blood peak is extremely low.

The towering trees swayed in the wind, making a mournful sound like a terrible ghost's scream.

Huang lightly pulled the group and was directly taken by Shadow City to the outside of a seemingly inconspicuous cave.

The entrance to the cave is only more than a meter high, and there are many black plants growing next to it, and in the dark mist, these black plants have branches and leaves, as if they are intertwined with water snakes.

Ji Xiaohu was wearing a fire feather god robe, with beautiful silver hair and waist-length, and a pair of big black and white eyes with a hint of expectation.

"Rustling ---" came from the cave, and there was a slight sound, which made people's scalp tingle.

"I'll go ahead, and you follow." Ying Chengcheng lowered his figure, wearing a black dress, the veil on his face was flowing, and a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes shone with a serious light.

Huang Qingwan didn't say much, and pulled Ji Xiaohu to follow.