With her spatial ability to raise beast husbands, the wicked female becomes the darling of the group

Chapter 381 He is coming

Looking at that face and hearing those words, Su Muyao felt as if her heart was being stabbed repeatedly with knives, every inch of it aching terribly.

It felt like even breathing was painful.

Her eyes stung terribly, and tears welled up instantly.

But she stared intently, trying not to let her tears fall.

But it hurts so much, it really hurts.

The physical wounds hurt, but my heart aches even more.

This face is Wen Nanxi's face, but she now sees clearly that he is ultimately not Nanxi.

"You...you are not him."

"You...you can't hurt him."

When she arrived in Nanxi, she had not yet met him on the Azure Beast Continent.

He still doesn't know how he is doing.

Looking at Su Muyao, Wen Nanxi said calmly, "You're about to die, and you still care about him."

Back then, he stripped all his emotions away from himself and transformed them into a clone.

Unexpectedly, the clone eventually developed its own consciousness and fell in love with a female.

Females in this world are never reliable.

Not to mention those snake-beastmen.

Countless serpent beastmen died at the hands of females, at the hands of their wives.

Therefore, all these females deserve to die.

Only by seizing power and changing everything can a better future be secured for the snake clan.

"Don't worry, after you die, there will be no Wen Nanxi in this world. His love and his consciousness will disappear."

"It's like I'm going to be buried with you."

He was wearing Wen Nanxi's face, yet he said and did these things; Su Muyao simply couldn't stand it.

Even if she were to die, she still wanted Wen Nanxi to be well.

But now there's nothing she can do.

Before she died, many thoughts flashed through Su Muyao's mind.

Several images of beastmen flashed through my mind.

Fortunately, she had broken the life-and-death contract back in the Mortal Beast Continent, so their death would not affect them, nor would they have to be buried with her.

The cold wind howled, and the night grew colder and colder.

A tear fell from Su Muyao's eye, and she closed her eyes, her breath fading away.

Sometime later, the snake-beastman left with two subordinates.

The mountains and fields were deserted, and the cold wind howled, as if engraving a sense of desolation into every inch of the rocks and vegetation.

In the mountains, wild beasts, drawn by the smell of blood, came and tried to tear Su Muyao's corpse apart.

But just then, mist rose in the mountains and forests, and it seemed as if ancient chants echoed through the forests.

The wild beasts trembled instinctively and hurriedly darted into the depths of the forest to escape.

Even the countless birds in the trees were startled and flew away from the treetops.

The rising mist from the mountains gradually enveloped Su Muyao's body.

……

Just then, in a secret realm of the Witch Clan's heritage, Yue Wuhen was in seclusion cultivating under the moonlight when he suddenly seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes.

The silver bell on his wrist began to ring continuously.

“Dingle bell…Dingle bell…”

The silver bells tinkled even without wind.

Yue Wuhen's expression changed, and a feeling of unease suddenly welled up in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, a magical jade pendant on his body cracked.

Yue Wuhen's purple pupils trembled slightly. "My mistress!"

This is a magical artifact, and it is connected to the life and soul of his wife.

She is dead.

"No...not possible."

Yue Wuhen's voice was very soft at this moment, as soft as a wisp of smoke. Even though he was very calm, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

A sharp pain exploded in my heart, rushing wildly through my meridians to every part of my body.

It felt as if countless sharp knives were churning inside my body.

Yue Wuhen pressed his hand sharply to his chest, his knuckles turning white from the force. His supernatural energy leaked out uncontrollably, causing the leaves of the ancient trees around him to fall in a rustling sound. Even though their time together was short, sometimes, for some people, a single glance can feel like an eternity.

He forced himself to calm down and think things through.

He came to the Azure Beast Continent and, while searching for his wife, accidentally entered this secret realm.

Once inside, he couldn't get out.

Fortunately, he found the inheritance of the witch clan here, and he cultivated it to obtain the inheritance.

Once you obtain these inheritances, the secret realm will open on its own.

But it's too late now.

I couldn't care about anything else anymore.

Fortunately, this place is the site of the Wu clan's heritage, so he can use the Wu clan's secret techniques.

However, this secret method is ultimately different from the secret methods used in the past.

Yue Wuhen knelt on one knee, his palm pressed against the bluestone slab engraved with Wu Clan runes. Blood seeped from between his fingers, meandering along the rune patterns and outlining a scarlet array on the stone slab.

The wind gradually began to stir.

The silver ornaments hanging around his neck swayed gently with his rapid breathing, but his eyes burned with an almost insane obsession.

"With my blood, I summon the power of my ancestors to find my wife..." Yue Wuhen muttered, his voice filled with determination. Blood once again spilled from his bitten tongue, spraying onto the center of the formation.

In an instant, the runes on the bluestone slab suddenly lit up, the scarlet light piercing through the miasma and illuminating the entire secret realm as if it were daytime. Countless ancient witch characters floated up in the light, spinning rapidly around the array, forming a pillar of light that shot straight into the darkness above the secret realm.

……

"Jingle Bell……"

The silver bells rang, and in the forest where Su Muyao died, the wind howled and the temperature grew colder and colder.

It was supposed to be autumn weather, but suddenly it started snowing.

Snowflakes and fog intertwined.

As the silver ornaments jingled, snowflakes began to fall in droves.

In this terrible weather, a light suddenly shone.

A mysterious young man with a face as white as snow stepped out of the sky.

When he appeared, he was surrounded by a faint purple halo, accompanied by falling snowflakes.

When he landed and saw Su Muyao lying motionless on the ground, he almost lost his balance.

"My wife..."

Yue Wuhen called out to Su Muyao softly, her voice trembling.

This was the first time he had ever lost his composure like this.

He carefully picked up Su Muyao's body.

When he realized she had no breath left, his palms trembled.

"Soul-Destroying Nails, what a cruel heart."

He didn't know who had harmed her, but the fact that they could kill her with the Soul-Destroying Nail clearly meant they wanted her to die.

He reached out and touched her eyebrows and eyes, his purple, glassy eyes filled with sorrow, and he said in a low, hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

"It's my fault. I'll save you right now. I won't let you die."

Yue Wuhen's eyes were red, her heart ached terribly, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

Having just forcibly broken through the secret realm to find her and crossed the void to come here, his body has already suffered a backlash.

But he didn't care about any of that.

Yue Wuhen placed his hand on her body, and a moon-like light enveloped Su Muyao's body.

It's unclear what kind of power Yue Wuhen used, but he instantly forced several Soul-Destroying Nails out of her body.

The moment it was forced out, Yue Wuhen spat out a mouthful of blood.

This is a Soul-Destroying Nail, driven in by a powerful orc, so it's naturally not easy to pull it out.

However, Yue Wuhen naturally couldn't care less about these things.

After pulling it out, Yue Wuhen seemed to sense something unusual and discovered that Su Muyao's body still had a trace of soul fire.

In that way, she will surely be able to come back to life.

At this moment, Yue Wuhen thought of the forbidden techniques of the Witch Clan.

No one had even tried that forbidden technique, the sacrificial art that could only be used by the witch orcs.

Because they are born with the divine blood of the witch clan, they possess power that ordinary people do not have.

But this place won't do; we need to find a safer location.

Yue Wuhen observed his surroundings, took a look, and felt a sense of familiarity and warmth.

There is the aura of the witch clan here, so he can better use the power of his ancestors to sacrifice himself to save his wife.