Heretic Doctor Zihou

Mo Yunhuang sat down for an unknown time and stood up, his eyes fixed on Zihou without moving.

His purple eyes turned out to be a strange scarlet at this moment!

Not only that, but Mo Yunhuang's whole body was filled with blood-red light. The light and dark, matched with the color of Mo Yunhuang's eyes, is very scary!

"What's wrong with you?" Zihou opened his mouth and finally couldn't help asking.

Emperor Mo Yun didn't answer. In those eyes staring at Zihou, a purple streamer emerged from the scarlet and disappeared in a flash.

At Mo Yunhuang's side, both hands were also clenched into fists. It is easy to see that he used a lot of strength.

"Talk to you!" Zihou changed his face slightly and said again.

Emperor Mo Yun's complexion was a bit tight, not only that, she could feel the hot temperature coming from Emperor Mo Yun!

Wave after wave, like a heat wave, made her even sweat!

This shows that it is not normal!

The colors in the eyes of Zihou kept flickering, and my mind unconsciously recalled that that day when Mo Yunhuang drove her away, it was also the kind of hot body temperature...

Without receiving Mo Yunhuang's answer for a long while, Zihou frowned and decided to get close to Mo Yunhuang to check his body.

However, before he took a step, he was stopped by Emperor Mo Yun with a tolerant voice.

"do not come…"

The steps taken by Zihou suddenly stood there, and a solemn color appeared on her face.

Emperor Mo Yun's voice was forbearing, even a little hoarse.

Based on her understanding of Emperor Mo Yun, it would be impossible for Emperor Mo Yun to be so embarrassed if it were not for the great pain!

"Well, I won't go over, you tell me what is going on!" After thinking about it, Zihou nodded and said calmly.

Mo Yunhuang heard the words, in the scarlet eyes that resembled blood in the same bay, a purple beam of light emerged again. At the same time, his tightly pressed lips moved, as if to say something. However, at that moment, the purple light under his eyes was covered by the scarlet, **** light, Mo Yunhuang's tall body trembled fiercely, and then he snorted, his figure flashed towards the outside...

Behind him, there was a blood stream...

"Emperor Mo Yun..." Zihou watched Emperor Mo Yun disappear into a stream of light, and hurriedly followed after the reaction.

The two flew over countless palaces in tandem, over the top of the Demon Cloud Hall, and then swept towards the two giant peaks in front of the Demon Cloud Hall that were like peerless swords...

At the same time, several black figures came towards this side at a very fast speed...

When Zihou flew onto the platform between the two giant peaks, a silver long sword crossed from one side to block Zihou.

Under the moonlit night, the light black sword glowed with the silver of the moon, and the dazzling silver light reflected on the face of Zihou, making her cold and sharp eyebrows clearer in the night!

"Get away!" Zihou gazes slantingly, and coldly sweeps towards the master of the sword!

"Forgive me!"

Under the moonlight, a woman's quiet voice came.

But seeing the owner of that voice, his body under the starlight and moonlight was uneven.

A long black dress envelops the proud figure. A silver belt was tied around his waist, and a small silver soft armor was covered on the outside. A long hair is tied into a ponytail and hangs naturally. A face is cold and arrogant.

This person is Leng Yue!

"Then don't blame me for being impolite!"

Zihou brows cold, and the tone of voice is not difficult to hear the killing intent.

She didn't like Leng Yue, but she didn't hate it either. After all, Leng Yue was a standard stranger to her. However, if she dares to provoke her at this moment, don't blame her for being ruthless!

"The Lord has ordered that without his permission, no one is allowed to enter this cold pond!" Leng Yue said disapprovingly.

Although her face is arrogant and her tone is cold, it is not difficult to feel the jealousy hidden under the outside under careful consideration!

"Lengyue, it seems that you still haven't learned your lesson!" A mocking voice came from one side.

The voice fell, and a figure stood beside Zihou.

"Shifeng, what are you doing here?" Seeing the man next to Zihou, Leng Yue's cold eyebrows finally wrinkled fiercely, without the calmness of the moment.

"Oh, if I don't come, how can I know that you dare not even listen to the words of the Lord! Do you know that this is a great rebellion, commit the following! If the Lord knows, the consequences... you know! "

"I didn't!" Leng Yue denied without hesitation.

Although her tone was firm, the dodge under her eyes exposed her guilty conscience.

"No? Last time I remember it was here too, you stopped the demon concubine. After that incident, what did the Lord say? No matter where the entire Demon Cloud City is up and down, if the demon concubine wants to go, there is no need to go through the Lord. Approve!"

"Why, don't you remember Leng Hufa?"

Cold Moon's complexion changed.

"Lengyue, you can do it for yourself!" Jifeng coldly glanced at Lengyue, his expression cold.

After speaking, Hayate looked at Zihou again, with a touch of respect raised on his face, "Magic Concubine, the Lord is inside..."

Zihou his eyes dimmed slightly, and he nodded. Then, without looking at Leng Yue, his figure dashed towards the inside.

She was here last time, so everything here is no stranger to him. She also knows the path to the cold pond.

It's just that Zihou rushed into it, and the information the surrounding environment gave her made her feel a little heavy!

She remembered coming here last time, every step closer to the cold pond was like stepping into a different world.

That kind of cold is impressive!

But at this moment...

She couldn't help not feeling much cold, and could even feel the breeze hanging on her face, with a heart-shaking warmth!

What exactly is going on? !

Ominous premonition flooded into the heart of Zihou, and the speed at the feet of Zihou could not help speeding up.

Going over a boulder, the cold pond will come into view!

What's very different from the last time when the sky was cold and the ground was freezing, the so-called cold pool at this moment not only has no ice that lasts forever, but is replaced by a hot spring that boils with white steam!

However, Zihou can clearly feel the cold breath of the ten thousand years of cold iron hidden in the mud under the feet!

Zihou felt tight.

Hanchi, whose eyes were not huge in front of him, patrolled, and finally saw the familiar figure in the center of Hanchi.

To be precise, it is a back view.

At this moment, Emperor Mo Yun was soaked in the boiling water, only exposing his broad and powerful shoulders and above.

There is no inch on his body, so you can clearly see the bright red luster on his skin, like a soldering iron!

Around his body, bubbles came out from the bottom of the water!

day!

Zihou suddenly froze in place, unable to believe what I saw.

It's not just that this cold pool turns into a hot spring is too terrifying, but also that the blood-red light on Mo Yunhuang's skin is too terrifying!

Through the bewildered water vapor, Zihou can see the **** light on Mo Yunhuang's body overnight, and faint traces of runes appear and then disappear!

Contains the light of weird energy, the power of runes...

What exactly is this?

At this time, a sub-heat wave spread around Mo Yunhuang as the center. The hot temperature permeated the face of Zihou, even Zihou who had experienced the baptism of the ghost fire and the Suzaku sacred fire could not help but step back!

The expression on the face of Zihou is more solemn.

She could feel the terrifying heat so far from Emperor Mo Yun. Can you imagine what kind of torture the Emperor Mo Yun was experiencing at this moment?

"Yunhuang..." Zihou murmured his lips. After losing his voice a few times, he finally whispered.

At this moment, she had long forgotten that Emperor Mo Yun had treated her badly, and no longer cared about their current relationship.

The only thing she cares about is that Emperor Mo Yun is suffering tremendously at this moment!

The thought that Emperor Mo Yun was suffering from great torture made her heart sore that she couldn't breathe!

It seemed that he heard the sound of Zihou, and the body that had been quietly immersed in the water trembled, and then slowly turned around.

Mo Yunhuang's peerless and handsome face is still cut, and the beauty is hard to describe. However, at the moment, his face was filled with the most crimson light.

Especially, those eyes are shining with a bloodthirsty scarlet halo, making people afraid to look directly!

"Emperor Yun..." Zihou locked Mo Yunhuang's face tightly and whispered again.

However, Mo Yunhuang did not answer Zihou from beginning to end, but looked at Zihou with those blood-red eyes...

"His Lord, he shouldn't be able to hear your voice from Devil Consort..." Haifeng's voice rang in Zihou ears.

Zihou looked sideways at the gust of wind that came to her at an unknown time, frowned fiercely, and asked, "Why? Tell me what is going on with him? Is it because of the last thing?" Zihou was in a hurry and asked all the doubts in my heart.

Haifeng did not hide it, and nodded gravely.

"Yes, what happened last time was indeed because of this..."

What happened last time naturally refers to why Mo Yunhuang suddenly changed his personality that day, and forced Zihou to leave!

Zihou feels like a boulder falls in my heart, the whole person is a lot relaxed, but after a short while, a heart is raised again, "What the **** is going on?"

"Blood curse!" Haifeng spat out thin lips.

"Blood curse?!" Zihou raised an eyebrow, repeating Haifeng's words.

Haifeng nodded, his face was unprecedentedly solemn, "I heard the Lord said that the so-called blood curse is actually a blood curse! It is a voodoo technique inherited from ancient times."

"The Lord seems to have been cursed with blood a long time ago. Over the years, the blood curse will occur from time to time. The previous blood curse attacks, the Lord only needs to retreat in this cold pool for a period of time, and it will be fine. But recently Over a period of time, the frequency of blood curses became faster and faster, and it became more and more serious..."

Haifeng's gaze flicked across the vast expanse of whiteness and the hot water, his complexion gradually deepening.

The coldness of the Ten Thousand Years Cold Pond couldn't resist the burning heat of the blood curse. How overbearing should this blood curse be?

If it weren't for the Lord's tenacity and strong physique, the average person would have died in ashes long ago?

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