Chapter 331： blood fog

Chapter 331 Scarlet Mist

Su Muhuai shook his head immediately, "I still want to have a good night's sleep."

Gu Muran's mouth curled slightly: "Who wouldn't want that."

Su Mu looked at Gu Muran in puzzlement. He always felt that there was something wrong with what Sister Ran said, but he didn't notice anything wrong.

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The cold moon hangs high on the top of the sky, and the moonlight pours into the house, shining on the girl's peaceful sleeping face.

Not long after, she seemed to be feeling unwell, and frowned slightly.

Opening his eyes again, he saw red blood mist all over the sky, densely packed, completely sealing off the surrounding perception.

She felt that her body was light and light, as if she had suddenly fallen from the sky.

There was no pain as imagined. On the contrary, she felt that her soul was light, and there were constant wind sounds around her, like various whimpers.

The mottled branches and branches are like the arms of the devil extending in a strange arc, as if they want to keep poking in her direction.

But when she took a step forward, the blood mist took a step back as if afraid of her.

There is still a certain distance between the two.

"Blood mist?"

There seemed to be something pulling in his mind, Gu Muran always felt that his memory was not right, but at this moment, his head felt as if it had been hit by a brick, his headache was splitting, and something seemed to be growing crazily.

Those things that were once hidden in the depths of memory began to take a step out.

She kept walking forward, and the surrounding blood mist still wrapped her tightly.

For a moment, Gu Muran felt that these blood mist were very familiar.

Hum!

Gu Muran closed his eyes.

Centering on her body, a cloud of black mist instantly appeared on her body, and these black mist seemed to be bound by red silk threads.

This is the causal blood evil in her body.

Suddenly, some silk threads began to buzz around as if they were crying.

Those blood mist also seemed to sense something, as if something was attracting them in front of them, causing them to rush towards Gu Muran in a desperate manner.

Zi-Zi-Zi!

It sounded like the sound of the skin being scorched close to the stove, and it kept ringing.

Gu Muran tore out the riotous **** threads from thousands of causal blood demons.

These causes and effects have followed it from thousands of years ago to the present, and they have been rooted deep in her soul. If it is pulled out suddenly, she will not feel pain.

The sound of whimpering and crying seemed to come from far and near, and it seemed to come from the depths of the soul, which disturbed her even more.

"Be quiet for me." She tossed the blood-colored silk threads drawn out of her hand, which were linked by cause and effect and attracted by blood evil.

These blood mist are like seeing their relatives, and they swarm towards them in an instant.

Bang!

The thing that was originally soft like a silk thread turned into a tough weapon when it touched the ground and was suddenly thrown into the ground.

"You owe me the karma and don't say it, but you still want to swallow it, heh, you really think I'm so easy to bully."

In an instant, the aura like an entity was injected into the blood-colored silk thread.

Directly lock the surrounding **** mist in this area.

In the blood-colored mist, several spiritual sticks seemed to come from smashing the void, and seemed to contain the power of stars, directly tearing a hole out of the thick blood mist.

Keng.

Several spiritual sticks stood directly inside the blood-colored silk threads, like supervisors and guardians.

The continuous spiritual net directly covered the surrounding blood mist, preventing them from swallowing those **** causal threads.

Those whimpers struggling in the ears, like debt collectors, rogue and naughty, finally faded away.

After an unknown amount of time, the **** mist finally dissipated.

Gu Muran was a little stunned when he saw everything in front of him.

(end of this chapter)