The Heroine, She Has a Prosperous Beauty

With the help of Leng Su's spiritual spring water, and the fact that the old patriarch only lost too much blood, unlike Huan Yu who had been tortured by cold poison for a year, his body recovered as before on the third day.

That night, the old patriarch took them to an altar in the center of the sea of ​​flowers.

It is said that this sea of ​​flowers has the effect of clearing away distracting thoughts and calming the mind.

It has a certain supporting role for Mu Nanqi, who is about to eliminate his inner demons.

A barrier was placed around the altar by Leng Su. Inside the barrier, the old patriarch and Mu Nanqi sat face to face on the ground.

The old patriarch forced a drop of blood from his fingertips and shot it to the center of Mu Nanqi's eyebrows, and then used his divine power to cover Mu Nanqi's entire body.

A black mist rushed from Mu Nanqi's trembling chest to the center of his eyebrows. The man who was sitting peacefully on the ground began to tremble all over, and his facial expression became ferocious and terrifying.

"No!"

"Mother, mother!"

Drops of cold sweat slipped from Mu Nan's forehead and rolled down his angular profile.

Within a few seconds, Mu Nanqi's entire face was completely shrouded in black mist, and he began to babble and become hysterical.

The old patriarch on the side couldn't help but look pale. Seeing Mu Nanqi's increasingly serious condition, the old patriarch couldn't help but secretly said, "Not good."

Seeing that Mu Nanqi's situation was getting more and more out of control, and the barrier he had tried so hard to maintain was about to dissipate, the old patriarch finally panicked.

He looked at Leng Su with horrified eyes and begged for help: "Girl Su, this kid is controlled by his inner demon!"

Hearing this, Leng Su immediately flew forward and rushed into the altar.

Pushing the old patriarch away, she took his place, raised Mu Nanqi's hands, and controlled her to keep her palms close to his.

In an instant, the scene before her eyes changed drastically, and she came to a strange house.

Here, there is lightning, thunder, wind and rain.

"Ah! No, no, please let me go!" came the woman's crazy scream.

Hearing this, Leng Su immediately flew towards the place where the sound originated.

The thunder of "Rumble!" continued, and Leng Su finally saw the scene in front of him clearly with the faint light of lightning.

On the table in the room, a woman with a delicate and beautiful face was being suppressed and kissed by a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

With a "Zila" sound, the woman's skirt was severely torn.

"Mom, mother... let go of my mother!" came the boy's weak, desperate howl.

Leng Su turned around and saw Mu Nanqi lying on the ground covered in blood, his hands clawing at the ground, twisting his body crazily in an attempt to move forward.

Looking at this scene, Leng Su finally understood something.

The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was none other than Mu Fang, who had been swallowed up by the magma before.

As for that woman, although she didn't know her, looking at her eyebrows and eyes that were very similar to Mu Nanqi's, there was something she didn't understand.

"No!"

Mu Nanqi's scream came again, Leng Su quickly turned his head, and then noticed that the woman's dress had been completely torn and thrown to the ground.

Only a big red bellyband was left on her upper body. Seeing Mu Fang once again extending his sinful claws towards this woman, Leng Su no longer hesitated.

A spiritual sword transformed directly from the palm of his hand and struck hard at Mu Fang's hand!

"Puff!" With a sound, Mu Fang's hand separated from his body.

"Ah!" The man screamed in pain.

Blood splashed on the face of the woman on the table, and Mu Fang's hand was chopped off and fell in front of Mu Nanqi...