As soon as these blood beads fell on the jar, they penetrated.

After a while, the jars trembled slightly as if they were alive, and a smudge of mist began to rise.

The fog that appears on each jar is different in color, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, and seven colors.

The jar looks simple and complex patterns painted on it. The patterns are like insects, not insects, not beasts, and in the hazy fog, the patterns are twisted and deformed as if they were alive, and the color gradually changes. They were originally the same color as the milky white jar, but later the color becomes redder...

There was something obvious in the jar. The blood beads that emerged from Fan Qianshi's fingertips began to form a thread, rising into the air one by one, mixing with the mist. As Fan Qianshi's practice, the jars trembled frequently there, and a dull roar came from inside, as if some evil beast was locked in and tortured, but could not escape...

The sound seemed to be countless unjust souls crying, making people feel sore and cold.

The fog became thicker and thicker, and the patterns on the jar became brighter and brighter. Gradually, drops of liquid dripped from the patterns. The liquid was pink, just like the peach blossom petals blooming in the wind in March, and looked very beautiful.

Fan Qianshi was obviously very exhausted to do this. Before he could collect a few drops of the liquid, sweat beads were already oozing on his forehead.

By the time he had filled the amount of wine glass, he was already sweating heavily.

After he finished his work, the mist on the seven jars finally dissipated, and the patterns on the jars were like eggplants made from frost, and they wilted directly.

He let out a sigh of relief, waved his sleeves, and the seven jars together turned into dust and disappeared.

He was holding the cup of precious liquid in his hand, and a smile appeared faintly at the corner of his lips...

He casually clicked on a switch and saw Gu Xijiu and Wu Wuyan sitting there, no one talking.

His eyes fell on Wu Wuyan's face first and he sighed softly.

Wu Wuyan is the most loyal dog under his command. He really can't bear to sacrifice her, but-

His eyes turned to Gu Xijiu's face again, and a hint of heat and reluctance appeared in his eyes.

He has been working hard for so long and is about to be successful, so he will never let his efforts fail!

He will never allow another day to be out of control!

He walked out...

...

When Fan Qianshi walked out of the screen again like Sadako, Gu Xijiu was not surprised at all, but just became alert in secret.

Wu Wuyan breathed a sigh of relief. When the master came out, she was not afraid that Gu Xijiu would make any new tricks.

"How are you talking? Are you still happy?" Fan Qianshi smiled, like a chat.

"It's okay, Miss Gu also told her subordinates about her pets." Wu Wuyan did not hide anything from Fan Qianshi.

Fan Qianshi remained silent and smiled: "Xijiu's pets are really fun, but they are not very useful."

"I treat them as friends, not as tools, why bother with them if they are useful?" Gu Xijiu curled her lips and said to him.

Fan Qianshi shook his head slightly and said lightly: "Xijiu, remember one sentence: pets are pets. Only those that are useful should be raised. Since they should be raised, they must be absolutely obedient, so that they will be truly obedient, only you will be right."
Chapter completed!