Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 831 [Baby] Infant Blood Magic Art (4)

"Why, what's wrong, let's hear it." She said casually, "Anyway, it's boring."

Mo Zizhu put down his chopsticks, and seeing Jia Ai eating a mouthful of rice, he stretched out his hand and pressed her hands... He froze suddenly, his eyes fell on his hand that was folded on the back of his hand... He retracted in embarrassment , the line of sight wanders.

"Sorry, I was being reckless."

Compared to his reluctance to let go, Jiaai is much more at ease, "Tell me what this building of the dead is."

They don't care about a girl anymore, if he is still fussing over this matter as a man, he will look too petty, Mo Zizhu retracted his hand, and there was a trace of disgust in his voice.

"Isn't it just the big devil of Ziqi Tower, Lengqing Louzhu, who has been practicing a kind of magic skill for the past two years, and that set of magic skills is said to be called... Infant Blood Demon Skill."

"Infant Blood Demon Art?" Jia Ai murmured the name, "Why does it have such a crappy name? It doesn't sound like much momentum."

The kind of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is shocking when you hear it. This baby blood demon skill sounds really ordinary, but it is a very villainous name.

"That's the way it is said, but its way of practicing is very scary." Mo Zizhu lowered his voice and said nervously, "This is not a legend, but a truth... To practice this skill well, the most important thing is The blood of a baby is enough to suck up 1000 people!"

Hearing this, Jia Ai was horrified, "There really is such a magic skill?"

Mo Zizhu nodded solemnly, "Not everything written in the story is a lie."

He continued, "These days, the people in Zijilou are looking for babies everywhere..." He suddenly widened his eyes as if thinking of something, "You, you... have you met them?"

He thought of this possibility belatedly, and let out a low cry in shock.

Jia Ai glanced at him without any concealment, "That's right, they want to take my baby away."

Mo Zizhu gasped, "You didn't come from the coast near here, but over there..." He pointed in the direction of Ziqi Tower.

"That's right!"

Mo Zizhu showed an exaggerated expression of fear, "You won't be stared at all the time, right? If the people in Ziqilou see you taking refuge with me...it will be miserable!"

"Finish your words first, about the Ziqi Tower and the Infant Blood Devil Art."

He froze his body, looked at her sideways, and it was written in his eyes——you are a trouble.

To put it simply, he regretted taking in the mother and daughter for a moment. No, it should be said that he should not be indulged in her beauty, and be led by the nose by accident.

Compared with ordinary people, Mo Zizhu prefers beautiful things. Whether it is people, things, or things, as long as they conform to his aesthetics, they are all his weaknesses. Coincidentally, Duan Jiaai's beauty makes his heart move.

The so-called "heartbeat" does not refer to the love between men and women, but her beautiful appearance.

He wants to collect all beautiful things, no matter if the other party is a thing or... a person.

Her voice suddenly became a little colder, Mo Zizhu was frightened back to his senses by the cold voice.

"The Lengqing Building of the Ziqi Tower mainly dominates Yan Dao, but there is another force on Yan Dao, and that is the Aotian Palace that has always stood firm."

"Actually, Aotian Palace was the first to settle on this island. Under its management, Yan Dao still lived a life of peace and contentment for the islanders. It's a pity that all these were wiped out under the intrusion and killing of Ziqi Tower."

(End of this chapter)