Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

The national master understood Mu Yunlu's anxious mood and didn't greet guests at the moment. He told his people to keep a close watch on the door and don't let people come in and disturb him at will. Then he went directly to the Dharma array.

But he said that the Dharma array didn't look very different from the illusion before the national teacher. It was beautiful and not like the world, but there was a huge open space, and the ground was covered with mantras.

The national master stepped forward and stood in the center. He took out a dagger from his arms and decisively cut the skin on his wrist.

Blood gushed out in an instant, like a small stream, dripping on the ground along the National Teacher's fingers and integrating into those mantras. For a moment, the ground was red with blood.

"This --"

Mu Yunyu was shocked. She didn't know that some spells would bite back at the caster. When some anti heaven spells were cast, she needed to take blood, flesh and even soul as the medium, but she couldn't bear to see the blood flowing out of the National Teacher's body, even if she wanted to find Zhen Yu's whereabouts again.

Baili Chonghua stretched out his hand and pulled Mu Yunlu who wanted to stop him. He looked dignified and shook his head slowly towards her.

He had known the national master for many years and understood that once the national master began to do things, there was no reason to give up halfway, no matter for what reason.

Although he couldn't bear to look at it, now he was on the line. There was no reason for mu Yunyi to interrupt the practice of the national teacher.

Mu Yunlu actually understood these principles. He just looked at the National Teacher's cheeks becoming more and more pale. The mantra on the ground became like alive under his low voice singing. A heart could not help beating in panic.

This uneasy and anxious mood lasted for about a quarter of an hour. Mu Yunlu and Baili Chonghua silently looked at the blood red at the foot of the national teacher. She even wondered whether the blood on the national teacher was about to run dry.

Do people have so much blood to shed?

When a woman comes to her great aunt, she needs to rest for several days at a time. The national master doesn't want money to bleed like this. Isn't he human and changed by the blood bank?!

If it goes on like this, it will die!

Just when Mu Yunyi couldn't help coming forward any more, a light white smoke rose around him. Everything around him changed and was no longer the original shape of the hall. The smoke slowly condensed together as if given life and turned into another scene.

Or familiar taste, or familiar formula.

Baili Chonghua was shocked when he looked at the scene in front of him. However, the national teacher and Mu Yunlu who opened their eyes were very familiar with each other.

Isn't this a common street view in modern times?!

Look at the high-rise buildings around you and the shops on the street, but there is something different, but there is no one above the street view, like an abandoned dead city.

However, their appearance was so clean and tidy, as if they were taken care of carefully - Mu Yunlu immediately understood that the national master's magic showed not the dead city, but the people in the city, which they couldn't see.

"Xinglong Street?!"

Muyun looks at the surrounding environment becoming more and more clear, and she looks more and more familiar. What she blurts out is the place where she lived in her previous life.

"Here... This is your home?"

The voice of Baili Chonghua is a little dry. He heard Mu Yunyi say that she comes from a different era from here. Although she is the same land, she lives in a much more advanced era, and many things are even pictures he can't imagine.