Venerated Venomous Consort

These blood beads just fell on the jar and permeated.

After a while, the jars shook slightly like alive, and the mist began to rise.

The color of the mist that appears on each jar is different, red orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, just seven colors.

The jar looks simple and has a complicated pattern. The patterns are like insects and non-worms. They are like beasts and beasts. In the misty mist, the patterns are twisted and deformed like alive, and the color is gradually changed. The original color is the same as the milky white jar. But then the color is getting redder...

There is something obvious in the jar. The blood beads from the fingertips of Van Gogh’s fingertips begin to form a line, and the particles rise into the air, mixed with the mist. With the practice of Van Gogh, the jars are frequently shaken there. It’s a dull scream, as if there are any evil beasts that are locked in, but can’t escape...

The voice seems to be a myriad of souls crying, making people cry.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the patterns on the jar are getting more and more vivid. Gradually, a drop of liquid drops on the pattern. The liquid is pink, like the peach blossom petals that open in the wind in March. It looks very good.

It is obviously very laborious for Van Gogh to make this. The liquid has not collected a few drops, and he has already sweated on his forehead.

When he gathered a glass of wine, he was already sweaty.

He received the work, the fog on the seven jars finally dissipated, and the pattern on the jar was like a frosted eggplant, which was directly smashed.

He spit out a sigh of relief, and his sleeves waved, and the seven jars together turned into dust.

He held the precious liquid in his hand, and his lips faintly smiled...

He opened a switch and saw the scene where Gu Xizhen and Wu Youyan were sitting there and no one spoke.

His gaze fell on the face of Wu Youyan and sighed softly.

Wu Youyan is the most loyal dog he has, and he is reluctant to sacrifice her, but --

His eyes turned to Gu Xiyu's face, and he stopped for a while, and there was a fiery and unwillingness at the bottom.

I have been working hard for so long, and I am close to success. He will never be defeated!

He will never allow another day out of control!

He went out...

......

When Van Gogh came out of the screen like a scorpion, there was no accident at all, but he was secretly guarded.

Wu Wuyan was relieved, and the master came out, she was not afraid of taking care of what new tricks would be tossed.

“How are you talking? Can you still be happy?” Brahman smiled like a chat.

"Alright, Gu also told her subordinates about her pet." Wu Wuyan did not hide on Van Gogh.

Vatican is not moving, but also smiles: "The few pets that are cherished are really fun, it is not much use."

"I use them as friends, instead of using them as tools, why not use them?" Gu Xi licked his lips and licked him.

Van Gogh shook his head slightly and faintly said: "I am sorry, remember that a pet is a pet. It is useful to raise it. Since it is necessary to let them obey, then they will be truly obedient. Your horse is the leader."

"Amount, it seems that this is your Royal Beast, it is not ordinary cold blood, then if they are seriously injured one day, it is useless? Are you going to kill or discard them without hesitation? ”