Chapter 243 Where did the little ball of fur come from?
"good."
Ah Jiu turned around and glanced at Chu Xuanyi, his eyes full of apology, "Sir, I'm sorry, please... be sure to bring the ambergris fruit back to save Brother Xiong Xiong."
After saying that, she turned back resolutely.
Just as her toes touched the steps.
"Buzz."
An invisible wave suddenly spread out with her as the center.
Far outside the valley, on the riverbed.
Xiao Yu, who had been pacing back and forth anxiously, suddenly felt a terrifying feeling that made his heart palpitate. He suddenly turned around to look at the carriage covered with talismans.
“Squeak—”
The car door was suddenly pushed open from the inside by a huge force, and a figure stumbled out of the car.
"Cousin." Xiao Yu was shocked and rushed over.
Xiao Yu's face was pale without a trace of blood, and his body was shaking, but his eyes suddenly opened.
Those eyes no longer had the depth and clarity of the past, but only a terrifying rage and madness burning with purple flames.
He ignored Xiao Yu's offer of support, not even glancing at him. His gaze was fixed on the blood-mist-filled valley entrance, and a beast-like growl emanated from his throat.
He sensed it.
Through the dragon soul bond that penetrated deep into his soul, he clearly sensed that his Ah Jiu was heading towards death.
“No… not allowed…”
Two hoarse words came out from his cracked lips.
The next moment, he ignored the fact that his dragon veins were broken, and forcibly mobilized the last bit of potential in his body. He turned into a residual shadow and rushed into the Blood Moon Valley like a madman.
In front of the altar.
Ajiu was about to step onto the second step.
She suddenly felt that the bond between herself and Xiao Yu was vibrating wildly.
What's going on.
Xiong Xiong brother...
Just when she was stunned, a familiar figure suddenly rushed out from the blood mist beside her, pulled her down from the stairs and protected her tightly behind him.
"Xiong...Xiongxiong brother."
Ajiu was completely stunned. She looked at the shaky figure standing in front of her and tears instantly burst out.
"Who... allowed you to touch her?"
Xiao Yu raised his head and stared at the black-robed man on the altar. Blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth, but he still stood straight, protecting Ajiu firmly behind him.
Chu Xuanyi lay on the ground, looking at the man who was supposed to be unconscious with shock on his face.
A hint of surprise flashed through the black-robed man's hooded gaze. "The Dragon Soul Bond can actually forcibly awaken a dying person. Interesting, truly interesting."
"Brother Xiongxiong, how are you?" Jiu cried and wanted to go forward to support Xiao Yu, but he stopped her with his arm.
"Don't come over here," Xiao Yu's voice was extremely hoarse, "Stand behind me."
His body was shaking violently, but the arm he was holding in front of Jiu was as steady as a rock.
"A dying man, on the verge of death, dares to stop me." The black-robed man sneered, seemingly losing his patience. "Well, since you're all here, let's become the sustenance for the altar together."
He slowly raised his hand, and in his palm a black energy ball formed by countless resentful souls was rapidly forming and expanding, emitting a heart-pounding aura of destruction.
A trace of despair flashed in Chu Xuanyi's eyes.
At this critical moment.
"Chiu."
A slight cry suddenly came from Ajiu's sleeve.
Ajiu subconsciously looked down at his sleeve pocket.
She saw a furry, fist-sized white thing trying hard to get out of her sleeve pocket.
This little creature was snow-white and resembled a small ball. It had no limbs, only two small, emerald green leaves on its head that looked like young buds. Its large, dark eyes, like black beans, were curiously surveying its surroundings.
"Little Dumpling?" Jiu called out in surprise.
This was the core of the "heart fruit" that she had cultivated using her own blood and the spiritual soil in the backyard of the National Master's Mansion in order to save the adults and her brother Xiongxiong.
When she saw that the fruit core was small and cute, she sewed a small bag to put it in and carried it with her like a talisman. Unexpectedly... it came back to life.
The little thing seemed to feel Ajiu's gaze. It rubbed Ajiu's fingers affectionately, then jumped out of her sleeve pocket and landed lightly on the ground.
It turned around in a daze at first, and when its eyes fell on the bone altar not far away and the black-robed man on the altar who exuded an evil aura, its black bean-like eyes were filled with disgust.
The man in black robe also noticed the little thing that suddenly appeared, but just glanced at it with disdain.
"How dare a tiny monster like you act so presumptuously in front of me?"
He snapped his fingers and a stream of black air shot out like a sharp arrow towards the small white ball on the ground.
Everyone's heart was in their throat.
However, what happened next made everyone's eyes widen.
Faced with the black air, the little white ball opened its mouth excitedly and swallowed the black air in one gulp.
"belch."
The little dumpling burped, and the little green leaf on its head shook contentedly.
The man in black robe snorted coldly and was about to attack again.
The little white ball moved first, and its whole body swelled up like a balloon that was fully inflated.
"Chiu——"
The little dumpling raised his head and roared at the huge bone altar.
The entire Blood Moon Valley changed color in an instant.
The countless residual souls that were originally imprisoned by the altar and turned into resentful spirits stopped attacking the moment they heard the roar, and began to devour each other like crazy.
The hideous human faces composed of countless skulls on the altar actually revealed an emotion of fear, and the blood-red runes carved on the bones began to flicker wildly, flickering unsteadily, as if they would go out at any time.
Even the ambergris fruit that was protected by a powerful ban stopped absorbing resentment, and the light around it dimmed a little.
"This... this is... a pure spirit body."
The black-robed man's expression finally changed, and he stared at the inconspicuous little white ball on the ground.
"No, it's not just a pure spirit body, this aura... is the source of life for all things. What on earth are you?"
The little dumpling didn't answer him, but puffed up his cheeks and prepared to shout again.
"Stop." The man in black robe hurriedly stopped it.
If this little thing roared again, the blood sacrifice formation that he had guarded for a thousand years would probably collapse on the spot.
By then, not to mention the ambergris, the balance of the entire valley will be broken, and the consequences will be unimaginable.
Ajiu tentatively stretched out his finger and gently poked the little ball's furry body.
"Little Dumpling, stop yelling."
The little dumpling tilted his head as if he was a little reluctant, but still obediently retracted his puffed-up cheeks.
The black-robed man's breathing became noticeably heavier beneath his hood. He stared intently at the little ball. "A beast of filth... an ancient pure spirit that feeds on the filth and resentment of heaven and earth, purifying all things. Legend has it that this creature, long extinct along with the gods and demons, has appeared here, even claiming a mortal as its master."
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