Su Muyao's heart suddenly contracted when she heard these voices, a tremor beyond words exploding from deep within her soul.
She was pregnant, and it was with Shen Jinsuo, the Blood Emperor's child.
Is it a Blood Beastman?
Su Muyao could hardly believe it.
At this moment, all her attention was on that direction, wanting to hear more, when she felt as if her Divine Soul was sucked in by a force, and the next second she was swept into a swirling, pitch-black vortex.
When she opened her eyes again, familiar bed curtains greeted her, and a unique cold fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose.
This was Shen Jinsuo's sleeping palace.
Su Muyao hadn't fully recovered when she sensed a bone-chilling murderous intent abruptly retracting, like a tide withdrawing, leaving only the tense atmosphere lingering in the air.
