Hu Bianlu

The first blood chalcedony shocks the moon's yin and yang eyes in Laoshan Mountain and mistakenly peeks into the Huangquan Road Deep in Laoshan Mountain, a fox croaked three times. Su Jiuli squatted on the old locust tree, half a piece of blood chalcedony gently rolled up at the tip of his tail. This was what she snatched from the tomb robber tonight, and it was emitting a strange red light, which dimmed the surrounding will-o'-the-wisps. Snap. The blood chalcedony suddenly cracked, and the bright red liquid splashed between her eyebrows. Su Jiuli screamed and fell down the tree. The fur all over his body fell away in an instant, revealing the appearance of a girl - but the right half of his cheek was covered with blue and black lines, shaped like a witchcraft totem. Is this... The blood contract of the Witch Clan? She looked at the bone lines emerging on her palm, and suddenly heard the low sound of copper bells coming from the distance. Seven Wu Zhu wearing bronze masks walked out of the mist. The leader took off his hood, revealing the living poison wrapped around his pale neck. The fox demon steals the sacred objects of the witch clan and sacrifices them to the underworld. When Wu Zhu raised his hand, a crack opened in the ground, and countless pale arms came out of the ground. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.