In the dim Death Prison, the dust settled.
The heart is suspended in mid-air, its entire body is crystal clear, and its surface is covered with golden blood vessels. Every time it beats, it emits a faint pink halo. That halo carries an extremely primitive allure, as if it is summoning the creatures to come closer and sacrifice blood and flesh for them to devour.
Fang Mo narrowed his eyes.
The reason why Monster can move and perform Illusion Technique just now is all due to this thing.
"It's interesting."
Fang Mo stretched out his hand, not touching it directly, but wrapping his palm with Qi and blood, trying to grab the heart.
However, the moment his fingertips were about to touch the halo.
"Whoops!"
The originally still heart suddenly turned into a stream of light. The speed was astonishingly fast. It directly ignored Fang Mo's energy and blood defense and rushed straight towards Fang Mo's heart.
It wants to get in!
It wants to change its mind!
An extremely dangerous chill instantly enveloped the whole body. This thing instinctively sensed the majestic sea-like blood in Fang Mo's body, and wanted to use this stronger body as a new host.
"Want to move in?"
Fang Mo did not dodge or evade, but a ferocious sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Then it depends on whether you can afford the rent!"
Boom!
The moment his heart touched the skin of Fang Mo's chest, the world inside him roared.
Not rejection, but arrest.
Prison Suppressor, wide open.
In Fang Mo's Soul Depth, the majestic and gloomy Black Prison appeared. Under the bloody sky, countless thick black chains protruded from the void, each chain burning with faint blue Karma Fire, carrying a terrifying pressure to suppress Gods and Demons of All Heavens.
"Wow!"
The chains flew across the sky and were instantly woven into a piece of Heavenly Net.
The arrogant Succubus Heart, which wanted to seize the body by force, had just penetrated into Fang Mo's body. Before it had time to connect to the blood vessels, it was tightly entangled by countless chains.
"Squeak--!!!"
There was a sharp scream in the heart, which was the fear of some ancient will.
It was struggling and trembling, and the pink halo exploded crazily, trying to corrode these chains.
But in front of Prison Suppressor's absolute Law, this little power is like a worm shaking a tree.
"Lock me!"
With the advent of Fang Mo's will, the chains suddenly tightened.
Karma Fire burn.
The arrogance in the heart was instantly suppressed, like a chicken that had its neck strangled, and it no longer dared to move. It was dragged out of the meridians by the chains, but was not expelled from the body. Instead, it was directly pulled into the deepest part of Prison Suppressor, and hung in the center of an empty cell.
At the same time, a huge stream of information flowed into the soul, instantly exploding in Fang Mo's mind.
[Item name: Heart of the Succubus Progenitor]
[Status: Suppressed.]
Fang Mo slowly opened his eyes and spread his palms.
With a thought, the heart that had been completely tamed appeared again in the palm of his hand.
This time, it was no longer violent or exuding that dangerous aura, but became extremely docile.
The tentacles are cold and delicate, like a piece of top-quality Warm Jade, and like they are holding a frightened little beast.
"Heart of the Succubus Progenitor!"
Fang Mo Holding this heart, he can clearly feel the majestic vitality and some ancient Law power contained in it. This power is so pure that it is even more terrifying than all the energy and blood he has swallowed before.
If you crush it directly now and use [Gold Swallowing Stone Transformation] and [Blood Soul] to digest it completely, Fang Mo has no doubt that he can directly break through the bottleneck of the Organ Refining Realm, and even touch the threshold of the Meridian Opening Realm.
The temptation is great.
But Fang Mo rubbed his heart a few times with his fingers and finally endured it.
"If you just eat this, it's a waste of natural resources."
Fang Mo's eyes are playful.
"That bitch's lifeblood is right here."
He thought of Nian Nu'er. That woman worked hard and even promised her body to get this thing. Obviously, this heart plays an irreplaceable role for her.
Now the thing is in his hands, and it is branded by Prison Suppressor.
This is equivalent to putting a collar on that Beauty Snake.
As long as he wants, he can control the life or death of that woman through this heart at any time, and even... go one step further.
"When doing business, it's important to keep things steady."
Fang Mo Turn your hand and take your heart back Prison Suppressor.
There is the safest safe.
He looked around, and saw that the cell had been completely destroyed, with rubble all over the floor, and the dead body lying quietly in the dust.
"Calling it up."
Fang Mo straightened his clothes and made sure that there was not too much dust on his body, then turned around and walked out.
As soon as I walked out of the dilapidated door, I saw Wang Youan still leaning against the wall, holding "Spring Palace Pictures" in his hand, but the book was upside down.
Hearing the footsteps, Wang Youan did not immediately raise his head. Instead, he closed the book in his hand and stuffed it into his arms, then slowly turned his face.
When he saw Fang Mo come out with all his beard and tail, even the black Jailer Uniform was not messed up, and even his breathing was steady as usual, an extremely vague flash of shock flashed through his narrowed eyes.
"Oh, my nephew is here?"
The shock on Wang Youan's face was quickly covered up, replaced by an expression of relief and even exaggerated surprise.
He rubbed his big, oily hand on his clothes, moved closer, and glanced furtively into Fang Mo's arms, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously.
"The good nephew is indeed very capable. Let me tell you, the seed left behind by the old ghost is not a soft-legged shrimp."
Wang Youan smiled and flattered her, but there was a bit of guilt in that smile.
Fang Mo stopped and looked at this old man with a half-smile.
"Uncle Wang, is the book good?"
"Ah? It looks good, it looks good." Wang Youan said haha, "This is a unique copy. The postures in it are ahem, but the knowledge is great."
"You're more knowledgeable when you look backwards?" Fang Mo pointed at his bulging chest.
Wang Youan's old face turned red. Although it couldn't be seen through the thick layer of fat, he coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.
"Isn't this... training your eyesight? Looking at the world upside down has a unique flavor."
He quickly changed the subject, lowered his voice, and his expression became a little more serious.
"Did you get it?"
Fang Mo nodded and had no intention of taking out the things.
"Uncle Wang, should you believe it this time?"
Fang Mo patted his somewhat bulging chest - there was actually no heart there, the heart was in Prison Suppressor, but the movements had to be adequate.
"Not only can I go in, but I can also come out alive. From now on, don't keep trying to hide things from me in Heavenly Prison."
Wang Youan smiled bitterly and waved his hand.
"Okay, okay, you are awesome, sir. You can go wherever you want from now on, as long as you don't tear this Heavenly Prison apart."
He paused and his expression became a little serious.
"But, dear nephew, that thing is hot to touch. That Demoness must have bad intentions if she wants this thing. If you give it to her, is it tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger?"
Fang Mo grinned, showing his white teeth, which looked particularly cold in the dim corridor.
"Uncle Wang, then you have to see who is the tiger."
"Let's go, Uncle Wang. I'll treat you to a drink later."
Fang Mo waved his hand and strode away.
Watching his leaving figure, Wang Youan touched the fat on his chin, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
"This kid has a louder tone than his father."
He shook his head and turned to look at the Number Nineteen cell that was already in a mess.
"Oh, I have to find someone to repair the door again. I can't survive this day."