The mutation suddenly occurred. Although Bai Youmo held the wound down, he still felt a faint suction force on the wound, as if he wanted to suck the blood in his body dry.

Although Bai Youmo got a magic weapon, he was just an ordinary person who could punch and kick in the Blue Star Plane. Wen Chong's ability to suck blood is a superpower, which caused Bai Youmo to suffer a great loss.

Bai Youmo only felt much weaker, and this blood is the origin of life. If you lose too much, you will inevitably die due to excessive blood loss.

Wen Zhong, who turned into an ancient blood mosquito, became stronger and stronger by sucking blood and converting it into its own strength.

"This guy..." Bai Youmo tried to use the Yan Yuqiu fur to hold the wound, and this was healing, but Bai Youmo knew that the blood beads only turned into smaller particles that were not visible to the naked eye, and were still being sucked.

"More! Buzz! More!" At this time, Wen Zhong's body was filled with a thin stream of blood-colored mist, and his wings and fangs were also permeated with a faint red color. He felt the power of sucking blood, and he was very excited and suddenly turned his head to Ye Xiaoyue.

Ye Xiaoyue felt cold in her body, and instinctively blocked it with her hands. Wen Chong turned into a rapid blood light, and gently cut through Ye Xiaoyue's back with the sharp fluff. A shallow hole appeared on the back of Ye Xiaoyue's hand. Wen Chong instinctively knew that only living people could provide the freshest blood.

"Hey! What kind of man is bullying a woman?" Bai Youmo felt that Wen Zhong's speed had increased by more than one level just now. If it were the speed of a car just now, it would be an airplane now.

"Buzz...buzz~" Wen Chong laughed. Although he became more and more fetish about the animal nature of the pollutant, his expression could still be seen mocking Bai Youmo's incompetence.

Bai Youmo's face was a little pale. He didn't expect that a small wound could be used by Wen Chong.

The blood beads on the back of Ye Xiaoyue's hand also formed a blood line and rushed towards the direction where Wen Chong was.

"What's the situation?" Bai Yu, who was hiding behind the light pole, saw that Bai Youmo, who was originally in the upper hand, was slowly at a disadvantage, and his heart was full of questions.

The blood mist around Wen Zhong's body became increasingly intense, and his wings and fangs slowly turned into crimson red, as deep as blood, and the blood-colored lines on his body began to become more conspicuous. The barbs on his limbs seemed to drip bleeding beads, and the fuzz slowly turned red. The pointed mouth did not change much, and at first glance it looked like a big bloody mosquito.

"Bai Xinliu!" Bai Yu closed his hands together in a posture of releasing the Turtle School of Qigong, and a round white air flow flew towards Wen Chong.

Wen Chong noticed Bai Yu just now, but ignored him, thinking that he was just a scared little girl trembling. When she was scared to pee, she would suck blood well. People with strength always like to tease others.

But Wen Chong didn’t expect Bai Yu to know Qigong!

Qigong is originally created by the fluctuations of the air flow, as transparent as the air. Wen Chong was careless for a moment. His sharp mouth, which had just been injured, was hit by Baiyu Qigong, and it hurt.

Since Bai Yu shouted out her mystery, Bai Youmo has been paying attention to everything on her side. When he saw Wen Zhong's mouth twitching, he felt that the blood in his body was not flowing...

"Is Wen Chong's weakness his sharp and ugly mouth? He was fast but he didn't avoid the qi wave. If I used qigong to interrupt his mouth..." Bai Youmo thought silently in his heart. He had learned some qigong earlier because he exchanged martial arts with Bai Yu, so Bai Yu's blow just now gave Bai Youmo a little inspiration.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!