Raising beasts to become wives: Three young loyal dogs, and wolf wives to transform

Chapter 119 She is, My Blood Lord

As for He Shuangjian, although she used to be a human being, for some reason, her present body is a wolf.Moreover, it is a soul-devouring wolf, a child of another world. By absorbing the power of the soul body, it can achieve the cultivation of other species for hundreds or even thousands of years in a short period of time, and transform into a human form.

Then, the "birthmark" on her body is naturally not simple.

The wolf cub who rejects people thousands of miles away will bring people to him within a day. This trust is really inexplicable.
When Yan Mozhi came back from his contemplation, what he saw was He Shuangjian who was looking at the goblin outside again, with a look of high spirits on his face, as if he was remembering something, his eyes suddenly darkened and cold.

"Shuang Xiaojian! If you don't wash off the smell of that dryad within 10 minutes, don't even think about getting into my bed."

He Shuang saw: "."

He touched his nose, pulled the shrimp steak into his mouth in twos and twos, and walked to the bathroom.

The other guest rooms were not cleaned up, and she really had no place to sleep except this bed!

Also, what the hell is Shuang Xiaojian?

After He Shuangjian took a shower, came out to lie on the bed, and even fell asleep, the two people outside still didn't stop.

The night calmed down bit by bit, Yan Mozhi glanced at the sleeping person in his arms, got up gently, stuffed the pillow into He Shuangjian's arms, then put on his coat, and walked through the thick curtained Glass window, towards the enchantment that is still fighting.

Zhongli and Shu Manman, who waved their hands to separate and fought inseparably, did not notice that the person on the bed opened his eyes after he entered the barrier.

After stopping, both of them were a little out of breath.

Zhongli and Shu Manman fought fiercely, and seemed to be magnifying their moves, but after fighting for a long time, there was no blood, except that their hair was a bit messy.

Yan Mozhi was simply wearing a black coat, and the long coat elongated his already tall and straight figure. He paced towards Shu Manman, his awe-inspiring and dignified steps getting stronger and stronger as he approached.

A trace of worry flashed across Zhongli's dead-white zombie face.

Shu Manman looked at the man who was getting closer and closer, the oppressive feeling that she hadn't felt for a long time, strangled her throat, and she was almost out of breath.

"Uh!"

Finally unable to bear it, Shu Manman knelt down on one knee.

Yan Mozhi, who seemed to have merged into the night, asked, "Why did you appear?"

"She's in danger." Shu Manman dripped with cold sweat.

"What danger?"

"A few ignorant humans," Shu Manman looked up at the man's indistinct expression, then lowered her head and said, "It's been resolved."

"Why are you approaching her?"

"Instinct." Shu Manman continued to sweat coldly.

"instinct?"

"She is, my blood lord." Shu Manman gritted her teeth and spat out a few words.

Blood Lord.

With blood as a contract, the covenant of master and servant in the soul, life after life, children and grandchildren, will serve that person as master.

Because of the absolute dominance of the contract, this is a contract that will never produce betrayal.It is impossible to even have a thought, absolute loyalty.

The coercion on Shu Manman's body suddenly lightened, her body softened, and she supported the ground with one hand.

"Tomorrow, move in here. Take care of me personally."

Leave a word, and step out of the enchantment silently.

Seeing the leaving figure of that unfathomable person, Shu Manman leaned against the barrier, panting heavily.

Damn!Where are the monsters left behind!Can't scare people to death!

Damn!Definitely revenge!

When she came in front of that person, she knew that he was not "Papa He", and she just wanted to test that person's bottom line.

Zhong Li looked at the woman paralyzed on the ground with no image, walked over and stretched out her hand
When Yan Mozhi returned to the room, the person on the bed hugged the pillow obediently, his face flushed, and he slept soundly.

After taking off his coat and warming his body with spiritual power, Yan Mozhi returned to the bed.

Pulling out the pillow she was hugging, she pulled him into her arms, watched quietly for a while, rubbed the blood-red mark on her arm, and murmured, "You, what are you?"

For a long time, the night fell silent.

The man in Yan Mozhi's arms trembled slightly with his long eyelashes.

sorry.
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(End of this chapter)