C566 The Account be Write down First

Gu Mo Mo held the weak little girl in his arms, and in his other hand, he held the Phecda Sword, slashing his wrist.

The fiendish red glow of the fiendish demon emitted a faint golden light as it flowed out. One or two drops of it were slowly fed into Mo Qingge's mouth.

Even her lips were dyed red.

"Your Majesty …" When the demon clan commander behind saw the situation