Tiangong Creation Beast

Chapter 183 The vitality in the mist

"What's wrong?" Tian Qing asked, and as soon as he said the words, he thought of another thing, "Did those people who entered the desert cause trouble?"

Youmo pursed his lips, his eyes showing obvious depression and displeasure, and his voice was muffled: "They are bleeding on my territory."

"Bloodletting? Do you still have blood in Youmo?" Tunri said in a surprised tone. Isn't Youmo's body a mass of mist? How could there be such a thing as blood?

Youmo glanced at Yanri coldly.

Tian Qing picked up Tun Ri from the ground and wrapped it around his wrist. Facing Youmo's cold gaze, he smiled helplessly: "They killed someone?"

You Mo hummed, his eyes filled with depression and irritability.

He hates blood, especially those beast creators who bleed blood on his territory.

"It's my fault. I should tell you." Tian Qing faced Youmo's cold and cruel gaze and blinked his sky-blue eyes.

"It's not that I didn't bring anyone with me." You Mo paused for a moment, and the dark green mist that appeared on the fingertips of his outstretched left hand slowly dispersed and gradually gathered again.

"I didn't bring anyone with me, but I knew about those guys coming here." Tian Qing pursed her lips slightly, with a bit of embarrassment in her eyes, "I asked Qixuan to let them come over."

"Why did you let them in?" Youmo Youyou looked at Tian Qing. If this person was not the young patriarch he had watched grow up, he would probably kill him directly.

"I want to see what they want to do." Tian Qing nodded at Tunri who was forming a circle, "I just didn't expect that they would kill people directly on your territory."

"I don't think you don't know." Youmo lowered his eyes, feeling that the young patriarch was deceiving him.

We all know people are coming, how could we not know their plans.

He didn't think the young patriarch could even understand such a simple thing.

Tian Qing smiled slightly, a bit shyly: "Can you take a look at the picture over there?"

You Mo flicked his finger and placed the picture directly in front of Tian Qing. He didn't like the picture there very much. He wanted to directly erase the flowing blood.

Tunri turned around, put his head to the front, and looked over there.

In the picture, Fan Ji controls the mercenaries and makes them commit suicide.

The blood flowed, and they suspended the blood in the air, surrounded by the mist.

"If You Mo doesn't swallow up the blood, it's really a shame for the young patriarch!" Tunri couldn't help but sigh when he saw the blood in the mist.

Youmo glanced at Swallowing the Sun, and moved his fingers slightly, and the suspended blood reduced a large part at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tunri:……

Tian Qing looked at the confused faces of Cang Le, Huan Ji and Su Zhi in the picture, and sighed slightly at what Tun Ri had done.

"What's going on?!" Su Zhi was stunned when he saw that the blood he had prepared was missing a lot.

In the past, people disappeared inexplicably, but now even blood disappears inexplicably?!

"Huan Ji, do another wave." Cang Le looked at the blood that was not enough, and felt a little lucky that he found a lot of people later.

Fan Ji was also a little lucky that she deceived another group of people, otherwise it would not have been so easy for her to kill a group of people at this time.

Fan Ji killed another group of people and stopped when she saw that the blood had finally reached the required level again.

"Cang Le, let's move faster." Fan Ji glanced at the remaining people, a little worried that if this blood suddenly disappeared and came back a few times, it would be troublesome.

Cang Le nodded, controlling the blood suspended in the mist, and slowly sketched out a strange pattern.

During this process, Cang Le felt the obstruction and avoidance of those mist.

Some mist seems to hate the smell of blood, while some mist is very keen on rubbing against blood.

These mist seem to have vitality.

After Cang Le discovered this, his eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly felt worried about whether their affairs would go smoothly.

(End of chapter)