Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Not only that, the lavender light lingering all over her was filled with black air.

And these black qi didn't come from any other place, but came out of her body.

Devilish? !

Wen Xiaoai frowned and looked down at the black air that kept leaking from her body, his eyes filled with panic and helplessness.

What's going on, how can there be devilish energy in her body?

And this breath is a bit familiar...

Wen Xiaoai was shocked.

It's the breath of the blood crow master!

He did it, he must have injected the devilish energy into her body while she was not paying attention.

But when did he inject the devilish energy, why didn't she notice it?

What did he do to inject magic energy into her body?

Wen Xiaoai didn't have time to think about it, because she already felt that ray of devilish energy was going to her heart.

If she doesn't force the devilish energy out of her body, she can't get into a demon? !

Wen Xiaoai immediately calmed his mind when thinking about this, and closed his eyes again.

Forcibly retracting the formation in his palm, as a result of this hard work, the devil energy in the body spread more quickly, spreading to her strange meridians and eight meridians in an instant, and Wen Xiaoai's face was pale in pain.

After retracting the formation, Wen Xiaoai began to suppress the magic energy in his body.

However, no matter what method she used, she couldn't suppress it, the demon energy was invading her heart with an unstoppable force.

And the purple light lingering all over her has been slowly replaced by black energy.

The whole room was darkened.

Wen Xiaoai's forehead was densely covered with cold sweat, and his face was pale and terrible.

She seemed to be struggling with something, her entire face was wrinkled together, her expression was extremely painful and uncomfortable.

As the purple light around her was gradually eroded by the black air, Wen Xiaoai's whole aura changed, becoming more and more like that of the man.

Without the purity before, it became chaotic.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the sheets under him.

Wen Xiaoai opened his eyes, covered the position of his heart in pain, propped up the bed with one hand, and his eyes turned black.

The blood in her mouth flowed from her lips, dripping onto the bed as blood threads.

The eyes that were deep blue like the sea glowed with strange red light.

The Qingming of the past is gone.

Wen Xiaoai felt that the meridians in her body were burning, and she even heard the sound of the roots of her meridians bursting.

Her hand clutching her heart was unbearably squeezed, and her pajamas were held tightly together by her.

Wen Xiaoai grabbed the clothes in front of her heart, slowly bent down and lay on the bed.

The other hand gripped the sheet underneath him tightly, convulsing and trembling with pain.

Compared to the last time the portal had a problem and the meridians were all broken, the one who came this time was more tormented, and it was almost dead.

Wen Xiaoai had difficulty breathing with pain, and fell on the bed. Unbearable pain spread to every part of her body. The pain made her roll on the bed.

"what……"

There was a painful scream in his throat, and Wen Xiaoai was rolling around on the bed in pain.

As the meridians in her body continued to explode, the purple light on her body had disappeared, completely replaced by black energy.

With the continuous intrusion of demonic energy, Wen Xiaoai's mind gradually lost and began to lose control...

There was a scream from her throat, which made her scalp numb, her tear glands were touched, and tears flowed out.

There was a knock on the door, and the sound of Xiaocha came from outside the door.

"Miss Wen, I made you fruity sago. It's delicious. Would you like to taste it?"

Wen Xiaoai panicked when he heard the voice of Xiaocha, a pair of scarlet eyes with tears suddenly opened, and looked in the direction of the door.