"Wenshuang!"

At this moment, the shadow of Xi Yu's remnant soul that was about to disappear suddenly turned into a ball of black mist, instantly entangling Cai Wenshuang's heart!

"Don't believe it! The real container is..." Xi Yu's voice was anxious and weak, with a deep fear.

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sharp roar!

"Puff!"

A blood-red claw penetrated from Cai Wenshuang's back without warning!

The claws, as sharp as a knife, had a strong smell of blood, directly penetrated Cai Wenshuang's body and held her heart firmly in her hand!

Blood gushed out instantly, dyeing Cai Wenshuang's back red and dyeing the blood-red claws red.

At the same time, a huge gap suddenly broke into the dome of the underground palace!

A golden light projected down from the gap, illuminating the entire underground palace.

In the light, a huge wedding book slowly fell down from the crack.

The wedding letter was simple and solemn, and was filled with dense words, recording a long-closed past.

The signature of the wedding book clearly contains two big words—

"Mother of the Mother"!

The handwriting of this signature is like a dragon and a snake, and the iron is painted with silver hooks. It exudes a sharp domineering spirit and a bit feminine and ingenious.

"Did you see it? This is what I left behind..." The mother of Xi, who had the appearance of Cai's father when she was young, spoke slowly, her voice soft and cold.

"Puchi!" The blood-red claws, with a disgusting smell, penetrated from Cai Wenshuang's back, as easy as tearing a piece of tissue paper.

The severe pain came like a tide, Cai Wen's eyes turned black and a fishy sweetness surged in his throat.

She could feel her heart being tightly held, and her vitality was passing through her fingers like sand.

At this critical moment, a cold voice cut through the stagnant air: "The twin blood must be purified with the royal blood!"

A cold light flashed, and Cai Wenshuang felt a burning stinging pain coming from the wound. Then, a warm current surged throughout his body, as if a ray of sunshine in winter had dispelled the coldness of death.

She turned her head with difficulty and saw Shen Qingwu's cold face. She was holding a crystal clear jade pendant in her hand. The tip of the jade pendant was inserted into her wound.

The jade pendant emits a soft white light, which contrasts sharply with the blood-red claws.

The white light gradually spread, swallowing the blood bit by bit.

Cai Wenshuang coughed out a mouthful of blood, and there was a trace of golden patterns in the blood, and a strange light flashed in the dim underground palace.

"So you keep..." Cai Wenshuang used all his strength, but only spit out a few intermittent words, and his eyes fell into darkness again.

Suddenly, a clanging sound of metal collision sounded in the underground palace, accompanied by a sharp friction sound, making people feel sour.

The bronze puppet controlled by Bai Li was originally guarding Mother Xi like a loyal guard, but now it turned around in unison, with a faint blue light flashing in her eyes. The blue light gradually changed, and finally the face of Cai’s father when he was young appeared.

"Twenty years ago, what you changed was from the last emperor of the previous dynasty..." The puppets' voices were hoarse and empty, as if the undead from hell, echoing in the underground palace with endless resentment and anger.

The mother of the opera widened her eyes in disbelief, and the pride and control in her eyes collapsed instantly, replaced by fear and panic.

She wanted to retract her blood claws, but found that her power was as if she had been exhausted and could not move at all.

At this moment, Xi Yu's weak remnant soul suddenly emerged from a puppet's body. He stretched out his hand in the direction of Cai Wenshuang as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and shouted hoarsely: "Use my blood!" His voice was full of despair and unwillingness, but with a hint of determination.

On the other side of the underground palace, Xuan Ming held the judge's pen in his hand, and the tip of the pen flashed with a faint blue light. His eyes were firm and he stabbed the judge's pen into the core of the earth's vein without hesitation.

"Three thousand years of reincarnation, we should use the twin bloodline to restart..." His voice was low and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty, as if he was declaring the final judgment of fate.

The mother of the opera let out a shrill scream, and her body quickly changed, turning into a huge blood dragon, wrapping around Cai Wenshuang's neck, almost breaking her.

"Your father chose me!" The blood dragon's voice was sharp and harsh, full of resentment and resentment, echoing in the underground palace and never dispersed for a long time.

Cai Wenshuang felt difficulty breathing, her eyes were blurred, and her consciousness gradually drifted away... She seemed to see a blurred figure running towards her. Who was that figure?

Is it a father?

still……

"No..." Cai Wenshuang used his last bit of strength to make a faint sound, which was soon drowned in the roar of the blood dragon.

"The God-killing Bureau requires the resentment of the twin bloodlines!"

This sound is low and hoarse, with a metal friction texture, which is definitely not Xi Yu!

Cai Wenshuang suddenly opened his eyes, but saw that the originally weak Xi Yu's remnant soul stood up strangely at this moment, surrounded by a heart-pounding black air.

On that familiar face, the facial features were distorted and the eyes were empty, as if something had forcibly occupied the body.

"Zi Yang..." Cai Wenshuang murmured in disbelief. She had seen this aura in her dream, which belonged to Zi Yang Zhenren!

This insidious and cunning guy actually kept a backup plan in Xi Yu's remnant soul!

Zi Yang controlled Xi Yu's remnant soul and approached Cai Wenshuang step by step. He stretched out his dry hand, his nails as sharp as a knife, flashing with a cold and cold light: "Little girl, do you think you can escape the arrangement of fate? The twin bloodlines are destined to kill each other, this is the way of heaven!"

His voice, as if from the depths of hell, echoing in the empty underground palace with endless resentment and madness, shocking Cai Wen's eardrums to hurt.

She could feel the golden blood in her body, under the pressure of the evil aura of purple yang, began to restlessly, as if she was about to break out of her body.

"No..." Cai Wenshuang gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist this force.

She cannot surrender, she still has her father, friends, and unfinished mission!

She raised her head with difficulty and looked at the opera mother who was tightly entangled by the blood dragon.

At this moment, the mother of the opera had expanded to the extreme, and the blood-red scales were shining with strange light, as if they would explode at any time.

"Then exchange my life for the truth!" Cai Wenshuang suddenly roared, his voice full of determination and madness.

Before she finished speaking, the golden blood in her body gushed out like a flood that broke through the dam, instantly turning into countless golden chains, roaring towards the Mother of Mother with dazzling light.
Chapter completed!