Go Through My Demon Host

Dianbai looked at the white space around him, picked up the red sleeve embroidered with the exquisite and noble fire phoenix dark pattern, and tilted his head, "Explain?"

Legend has it that a long, long time ago, when the spiritual consciousness of heaven and earth first opened.

There is an ancient and mysterious race called the Blood Race.

It is said that they have no heartbeat or pulse, nor are they breathing.

They have no body temperature, and their bodies are cold day and night.

Moreover, they are immortal and remain in the world forever.

They are noble, dangerous, dark, wandering and dark, evil and wanton, unscrupulously picking their favorite prey.

But after an internal battle of the blood clan, the blood clan disappeared. It is said that the battlefield at that time was empty and there was no blood. And what the truth is has never been known.

Three thousand years later,

At the blood sacrifice array,

A young girl was floating in the air, wearing a blood-red pale gold-patterned brocade robe, her translucent porcelain-white skin was a little sickly white, and her beautiful demonic face, all of which were exquisite and unforgettable at first glance.

The long and narrow peach blossom eyes were slightly closed, and the lips of Weeping Blood Pill pursed lightly.

Even in a deep sleep, it was difficult to ignore the noble and dangerous aura on her body.

Her body was surrounded by tiny red balls, and thunder and lightning fell from the sky, making a deafening sound.

Finally, the last thunder and lightning fell. Ranbai slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of ruby-like blood pupils captured the soul.

She half-squinted her eyes, and landed on the ground in a red dress.

He glanced around casually, and glanced down at the blood-red mark on his jade-like wrist.

She chuckled softly, pursing her lips.

Then……

next second,

came to this place.

Feng Luo: [the other party didn't want to talk to you and threw a durian at you]

"You are the so-called system?" Ranbai raised her delicate eyebrows and held a kitten in her slender and beautiful hands.

"Bold! How dare you carry this system, let me go!" Feng Luo's voice was Mengmeng's soft voice as soon as he opened his mouth, struggling under the white-stained claws, his face was helpless.

"Oh." Ranbai smiled and let go.

"Clap" sound.

The kitten fell to the ground in an instant.

Feng Luo: "..."

Ranbai chuckled happily, looked Fengluo up and down, and finally hooked his lips, commenting: "The little things are really unique."

Gee, good for collection.

Ranbai thought casually, the crimson lips hooked in an arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Feng Luo: "..."

Feng Luo began to look at the host very seriously.

She looks young, with a unique sense of youth on her body, just like someone on the street is more romantic.

With beautiful and delicate facial features, she looks sideways, and the lines of her perfect porcelain-white profile are clean and smooth, which easily reminds people of the word enchanting.

It has to be said that this person is the best-looking one among its contract hosts.

Fengluo didn't know how to describe it, but this person simply stood there, as if he was born to stand in the spotlight and be sought after by thousands of people.

Laziness reveals high coldness, restraint and provocation.

After being silent for a long, long time, Feng Luo said, "I am System Feng Luo, you are bound to me, and you need to travel through the plane to complete the task of pulling hatred."

"Why does this hall have to complete the mission?" Ranbai listened to Fengluo's words very seriously, with a lazy smile on the corner of his lips, lazily supporting Ci Bai Junmei's chin, and asked with great interest.