When Utanhua came to Wuji Palace, Wuji was already waiting in the hall. Not only that, it seemed that all the demons under Wuji's men who could be famous arrived, and many people gathered in the hall.
Youtanhua frowned. She had just died in this temple. Perhaps others didn't know about it, but she could feel the smell of blood in the air.
The place with the strongest smell of blood was Wuji sitting upright on the throne of the hall. Compared to the first time Utanhua saw him, Wuji obviously had blood on his face, and he didn't look like a dead person.
But this is the most uncomfortable thing, because Utanhua realized that this Wuji had just sucked a person's blood.
Also, she hates the feeling of being stared at by so many people as objects.
If it were in Nanyang, who would dare to be so straightforward and want to strip her naked and stare at her like that?
However, now that she was bullied by a dog, she had to press her heart to be irritable, so Utanhua respectfully bowed to Wuji again.
Wuji's blood-stained lips were almost grinning to his ears. He waved his hand and said excitedly: "Come on, give my beauty a seat."
The devils looked terrified. Wuji was a person who was used to being able to give people a threat, especially when facing the other party with some strength.
Although the girl in front of me is only the cultivation level of the Demon Lord, for some reason always gives people an unfathomable feeling.
How could Wuji not feel it? According to Wuji's temperament, he must torture the girl to death for half of his life, but now he is polite to give him a seat...
What is the origin of this girl?
Could it be... Wuji, who is inhumane, actually fell in love with this girl?
Countless thoughts flashed through the devils' minds, but they only stood respectfully on the side, watching Utanhua sit down calmly.
The Demon Emperor waved his hand again and said, "Please come up with the grandma."
At this time, a hunched woman slowly walked out from the side of the hall. She was as thin as a hair, wearing an overly fat robes. The brim of the hat covered half of her wrinkled face, revealing only two dried-out pieces.
Lips like bark.
The devils were chilling. This devout woman was Wuji's wet nurse. It is said that Wuji had fed Wuji with blood when he was a child. Moreover, he was sucked by Wuji for several years and still lived to this day.
It is also a person that the devils dare not provoke.
Youtanhua looked at the grand woman who moved slowly towards her step by step. She felt even more uncomfortable just now. The man's body had already entered the coffin, but he was still alive.
Youtanhua could even feel the stench of the corpse on her body.
It seems that this secret realm is really hidden and lying on the tiger, and you can't relax at all.
The grand woman stood in front of Youtanhua, pulled off her hood, revealing her face covered with corpse spots, and her two dead white eyes stared at Youtanhua and looked at her slowly.
Youtanhua looked at her calmly.
Wuji said: "Grandma Qian, please give her some cemetery sand and see if she is my dear wife."
The grandma didn't say anything, but took out a porcelain jar from the linen pocket. Several female geckos were crawling in the porcelain jar. She took out a jade grinding rod and crushed the female geckos in full view of everyone.
The sound of flesh and blood rupture made Utanhua feel disgusted.
But she still stared at the Qian Woman expressionlessly until she crushed the female gecko into bright red cinnabar.
She stretched out her withered five fingers and pulled her over Utanhua's forearm, dipped it in a little with the tip of the needle, and directly pierced into Utanhua's wrist.
The grand woman squirmed her lips and made a dry and slow voice: "Girl, if you are a virgin, the red mark of the gongsha sand will remain on your arm."
Youtanhua raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: Keep your uncle, it would be strange if he could stay.
However, as the needle tip penetrated, Utanhua saw a bright red geological sand appearing on his arm!