Bai Ji looked at Huang Quan and said, "My lord really loves you, the only son. ”

"Drink it. Huang Quan frowned slightly, "Needless to say, this is something you have to bear, remember, you are my son, the future lord of the demon clan." ”

Shou Wu looked at the jade bowl, but he still lowered his head, and in an instant, the blood was drunk by him, and even the blood that touched the corners of his lips was instantly submerged.

He exhaled lightly, and then several clouds of white mist emerged from his body, entangled with the one that appeared on the blood bowl just now, pulling and undecided, and could not be shaped.

The chains that bound his hands and feet shook more and more violently, and Shou Wu's whole body quickly spread blood-colored demon lines, and his body kept shaking.

And Huang Quan just stood with his hands in his hands, watching quietly.

Bai Ji knew that at this time, Shou Wu had already lost his mind under the impact of the powerful power contained in this bowl of blood, and said with a chuckle: "Adults are really cruel to their children. Even Bai Ji felt pity in his heart when he saw it, these hundreds of years ......"

There was a calm and smiling tone in her tone, and naturally she did not show the slightest hint of sympathy.

Huang Quan looked at her coldly and interrupted, "You are out of line." ”

Bai Ji's face turned slightly pale, and she knelt down under the pressure of Huang Quan, and said, "Please forgive me." ”

"Hugh is going to spy again. If it weren't for the fact that you were useless to life, you would have died many times. After the ceremony is successfully held, I promise you to be the hostess of this Ten Thousand Demon Palace, and I will definitely make a count. ”

His eyes were not sharp, but they were full of pressure: "But if I know that you have other thoughts, don't blame me for being rude." ”

Bai Ji's slender hand clasped slightly, looked up and smiled: "How come?" concubine...... Don't say you don't dare, seeing the young master working so hard, I really don't want to have any thoughts. ”

Now that she knew that she was still useful, she smiled brighter: "If it is my own child, how can I be willing to temper it like this...... This is the co-leader of the demon clan, don't do it. ”

She felt that the breath in the dungeon was full of rage, and she waved her hand lightly: "The concubine is talking, swearing by the heavens, the earth, the grass and trees, the concubine will not try to conceive the blood of an adult." The adult forgives the sin, and the concubine has always stood firmly on the side of the adult. ”

"Don't hurry up yet. Huangquan Road.

Bai Ji rose up and walked behind Shou Wu, who had fallen into a coma, and raised his hands lightly, and an extremely soft light covered his body.

A gust of wind rose in the dungeon, causing her white flock to whirl, and the flower spikes on her head swayed, as if she had turned into a white flower tree.

The power in her hand resonated with the Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Wood in the center, and the fluctuation of demonic qi was led by her to Shou Wu's back, and several clouds of white mist slowly rose from Shou Wu's original broad back covered with blood-red demon patterns.

Bai Ji's hands danced in the clouds like a delicate pen, and several white mist merged into one, and finally I don't know if this white mist was swept away by her, or she re-entered Shou San's back, and after about an hour of incense, a layer of patterns appeared on Shou Wu's back.

The pattern was inky blue.

And fine beads of sweat also soaked out of Bai Ji's forehead, and the pattern became clearer and clearer, and on Shou San's back, it shook suddenly, and then slowly broke away from the surface of the skin and rose in mid-air.

A moment later, a dark blue pattern stretched in the air.

That's a lifelike inky unicorn!

Although the size is incomparable to the Qilin method of Huangquan, the power contained in it cannot be underestimated, the unicorn's eyes are like electricity, shaking its head and tail, and its mouth is long, and suddenly the balls of light on the Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Wood are all extinguished, but countless meteors have been swallowed into the mouth of the Qilin!

"Every time I see it, I feel that the blood of adults is really extraordinary. ”

In the ball of demonic light that slowly condensed again in the Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Wood, there was no trace of color on Huang Quan's dark face, he only snorted coldly and turned around and walked out of the underground palace.

Bai Ji seems to have spent a lot of money, and he no longer has the calmness and grace when he went to the underground palace in the corridor, and his body is also a little staggering, as if a gust of wind can blow it down.

It's just that Huangquan didn't stop for half a moment, just walked forward quickly.

A hint of resentment flashed in her eyes, and then the corners of her mouth rose lightly, and she lowered her eyes and followed Huang Quan, walking up the corridor.

In the dungeon, the unicorn broke away from Shou Wu's back, repeatedly absorbing the ball of light condensed by the Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Wood, until it swallowed until the body became transparent, and then it no longer devoured, but lay under the tree, staring at Shou Wu who was chained with his eyes flashing.

I don't know how long it took, the trees were once again full of huge balls of demonic light, and after falling to the ground one by one, the unicorn had no interest and stomach to accept, so it turned into a streamer and flew into Shou Wu's body, but Shou Wu was different from the unicorn law to devour the demon power, there was an upper limit, it was like a bottomless pit!

The demonic power in his body gradually became abundant, but even so, the person never woke up, and because he had no consciousness to control the astringent demonic power, his body gradually became more attractive than those balls of light in the eyes of the Qilin.

The Qilin Phantom let out a silent roar and slammed into Shou Wu's back.

At the moment when the phantom was once again painted as a layer of inky cyan unicorn pattern clinging to his back, Shou Wu's originally curved back suddenly straightened, his eyes widened, as if he was about to stare at blood, his face was distorted and hideous for a while, and a low, patient moan came out of his throat.

It was a painful process.

Not only did his face, but even his bare upper body soaked with beads of sweat the size of beans, which kept dripping on the ground.

But maybe it was because it was too painful, which made Shou Wu regain consciousness from his coma.

He blinked, stared blankly at the closed door for a moment, then lowered his head, his arms twisted backwards with chains, and leaned forward as if in a hopeless and decadent posture.

But in fact, Shou Wu just wanted to adjust his body that was enduring pain to a position where he didn't need to be supported by force and was the most relaxed.

When the burning sensation in his back seemed to engulf all his body's strength and divine sense, Shou Wu barely retained a glimmer of clarity, driving the demonic power of his whole body to suppress the qilin.

This process has been repeated countless times for Shou Wu, and at first the strength of the Qilin was weak, as if it would dissipate at any time, and it could only exist by relying on his body.

But as the time passed in this dungeon where he couldn't tell the years, there was still the Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Wood that he didn't know where to find...... And the blood that was sent every once in a while to relieve the curse of blood boiling was drunk by him, and the power of the Qilin became stronger and stronger.

He didn't know if his father, Huang Quan, had also experienced such an ordeal.

But he was not reconciled.