1725 Di Yu 1

A strong breath came.

Even if there was no wind, Ye Yunxi still felt that he was being blown back slightly.

Di Junxie stretched out his hand to help her and whispered: "This is father's threat, don't worry about it."

Intimidate?

Ye Yunxi looked over in astonishment. In such a weak state, his threats could still push people back. If it was a complete victory, Di Yu would definitely be stronger than anyone else, right? ?

Where did the power of the imperial family come from? ?

It can be so powerful!

Ye Yunxi took a deep breath, stabilized his body, and walked forward slowly.

It's hard for you to tell where the head is and where the limbs are. The dark mass covers the table and the ground, and you can only see the shape of the scales that are faintly revealed under the black.

Ye Yunxi carefully took out the silverware, held it up high, and said to the dark group: "Uncle, this is the blood of the Virgin Mary. Friends of the blood family told me that this thing is the purest thing in the world, and it can be regarded as the god's. Blood, since it is the blood of God, it should have an effect on the backlash, right?"

"Uncle, please let me try it!"

No one knew if Di Yu could really hear it. The room was eerily quiet, only the black skin rose and fell, letting people know that this thing was still alive.

Ye Yunxi didn't care about anything else, she slowly spread out her five fingers and sang in a low voice, "Wind whirl!"

A gust of wind quietly formed in front of her, slowly growing in curls, people's hair was blown around and danced around, and the scraps of paper and sheets in the sterile warehouse were also blown away, but Ye Yunxi had no face. He raised the silverware with an expression, and manipulated the wind to blow up the blood inside.

The color of the blood is very beautiful, the fresh blood seems to have just been taken out, the blood under the light seems to be rubbed with gold, and the stars are dotted and sparkling.

Shui Qingrou stared at all this in shock, and a little hope suddenly rose in her heart.

In Western legends, gold is a sacred existence. If gold is rubbed in the blood, will it be really useful!

She looked at the things on the ground excitedly, and couldn't help muttering excitedly: "Ayu, Ayu, it will be fine, right? It will be fine!!"

"Whoa!"

The wind smashed the blood and tore the small and dense clumps. This bit of blood was also slowly expanded because of the wind, like pulling apart a thin bloody skin and slowly falling down, finally letting every inch of Di Yu's skin swell. Evenly stained with this holy blood.

People held their breath and waited silently.

This legend is infinitely close to the blood of the gods, is it really useful to Di Yu?

Shui Qingrou even more nervously tightened her fists to her chest, watching without blinking.

However, one minute has passed, three minutes have passed, five minutes, ten...

After half an hour, there was still no change.

"This……"

Shui Qingrou collapsed in an instant, her body shook, and she fell into her son's arms.

Doesn't work?

Sure enough, it's still useless, how can foreign gods save us? ?

Sure enough, it still doesn't work!

Sure enough...

Shui Qingrou's eyes were red, she wanted to cry, but she was thinking that this was a sterile warehouse, so she could only hold back her tears to prevent her tears from rolling down.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely depressed, even Di Junxie's face was extremely stiff, and the sadness in his dark eyes made Ye Yunxi feel extremely distressed.

How could this be?

It didn't work? !

She is not reconciled!

There is always a way, there is always a way...! ! !