I'm not worried about the blood curse at all.
With my current spell, it is difficult to restrain myself.
But it doesn't mean that I have no way to prevent myself from being controlled by Wu Heng.
Wu Heng was beaten into the Thunder Light Tower, and one day he would turn into ashes.
If he dies, no one will activate the blood curse again.
I won’t worry if I repeat this mantra several times and never understand it.
The only thing I'm worried about is the cold, Yun Yan.
Although I really want to deny that I am worried about Yun Yan.
But my heart told me the bloody truth.
Occasionally, strange and familiar pictures will flash through my mind, and I have also seen some fragmentary and blurry pictures.
My heart will feel unbearable pain from time to time because of him.
I don't like this feeling.
It always makes me lose control and brings me to the edge of suffocation.
Now, after receiving the news that Miaozhu has returned, my uneasy heart is finally relieved.
As long as they're okay.
There is nothing wrong with me settling here.
I don't know if my tense heart relaxed, but I fell into a deep sleep.
The unconscious kind.
I don’t know how long it took me to fall asleep.
I just feel that the cold air surrounding my body seems to have dissipated, and subconsciously I feel that the bone-chilling ice bed beneath me has become soft, accompanied by a faint cold fragrance.
This cold fragrance unique to men is not unfamiliar to me at all.
Suddenly, I woke up and opened my eyes.
Sure enough, a handsome and arrogant face appeared in front of me.
He seemed very tired, and his sleeping brows were tightly knitted, revealing indelible fatigue and weariness.
With a thought in my mind, I felt his arms tightly hugging my waist, and moved my body, trying to stay away from him.
"No," he muttered suddenly, his arms around my waist tightened, and he frowned.
He didn't seem to be awake, but he murmured with a sad and pleading look on his face: "Don't go, don't leave me, my wife, don't leave.
I" I felt a sharp pain in my heart, as if I was being grabbed by an invisible big hand.
My breathing room was in pain.
Looking at his painful face and pleading expression, I wanted to push his hand away, uncontrollably.
She softened and was held motionless in his arms, smelling the unique masculine scent of him.
I could feel his body getting colder and colder.
It wasn't until I felt the cold air radiating from his body that I was shivering all over that I realized something was wrong.
Looking up, sure enough, his face was frighteningly pale, and his lips were purple, as if he had been poisoned.
I pushed his body and called him urgently: "Yunyan, what's wrong with you?
Wake up."
After being pushed hard by me, he slowly opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes and hummed.
I said: "What's wrong with you?
What happened?
Why are you so weak?"
He looked at me and raised his lips into a smile, bursting into a pale and relieved smile.
He raised his hand to touch my face with difficulty, struggled to move his purple lips, and uttered weak syllables: "Don't worry, I'm fine.
Everything, everything."
It's all over.
After the Xuan family's defeat, Luo Chen took over as the executor of the underworld.
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Ye Lan also returned to Beihuang and took over the position of Lord Ye.
Leng, Leng is waiting for you in Yueluo City.
You, please go. " As he spoke, he loosened his arms around my waist, exhaled and sat up, "Miaozhu, send her back to Yueluo City."
"Emperor, you" Miaozhu entered the ice cellar and wanted to say something, but after seeing Yun Yan's cold eyes, she choked in her throat and walked up to me, looking at me expressionlessly.
Said: "Yan Fan, since the emperor has spoken, let's go."
My intuition told me that there was something wrong with Yun Yan.
His expression was wrong.
I ignored Miaozhu and grabbed Yun Yan's hand, trying to feel his pulse.
"What are you doing?"
He threw away my hand, his eyes were cold and red, "Don't make me regret my decision.
Get out."
I frowned and looked at him, but he left me with only a look of indifference on his back, tossed his sleeves and left the cold palace.
"Let's go.
I'll take you back.
Leng is still waiting for you," Miaozhu said, walking outside.
I frowned and followed him: "What happened?"
"The Xuan family's defeat is a happy event."
Miaozhu said this to me in a cold tone.
I said, "You know what I mean."
I stopped, blocking Miaozhu's steps, and stared at her with squinted eyes.
She frowned slightly and looked at me, "No matter what you want to know, it has nothing to do with you.
You should go back to where you should go now.
Go back to the person you want to go back to."
"Yun Yan, is he poisoned?"
She was a spell master, but also a famous doctor.
Yun Yan's face was pale, her lips were blue and purple, and her body was cold.
It was obvious that he was poisoned.
"Miaozhu, don't try to lie to me. " Miaozhu smiled coldly: "Is it important to you?"
I pursed my lips and stared at her without answering.
She repeated unwillingly: "Does it matter to you whether he was poisoned or not?"
"I can cure him."
I said, "The poison in him may be demon poison, or it may be devil poison.
I have a way, and I can think of a way."
I said calmly.
Miaozhu looked at me with a sneer: "Yan Fan, do you know where this is?"
My heart sank, "I actually forgot."
I smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, turned around and left.
This is the God Clan, how could I forget.
How can the Gods not be able to cure the mere demonic poison and demonic poison?
I'm worried for nothing.
Yan Fan, Yan Fan, have you become dull after sleeping for so long?
At that time, I didn't know.
The poison Yun Yan was poisoned was not the poison of a demon, but a strange flower called Shinjuku Purple Mandarin that was secretly cultivated by the Xuan family.
That kind of thing that is half flower and half insect.
It grows with the body of the evil spirit as its host, irrigated by the blood of virgins.
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It takes hundreds of roots, germinates for a hundred years, and leaves that bloom for a hundred years.
It has double stems and double flowers that are purple and only bloom at midnight.
Every time a flower blooms, one person eats living things.
The person bitten by the Shinjuku Purple Mandarin Duck is so poisonous that there is no cure.
Within seven days, it will turn into blood and die.
This is what I heard from Po Meng later.
Miaozhu sent me back to Yueluo City and left without stopping.
I went straight back to my yard and didn't find it cold.
I turned and ran towards the ancestral hall, and sure enough I saw Leng running in the ancestral hall from a distance.
I entered the ancestral hall, looked at the memorial tablets of my father, mother, ancestors and clansmen, and knelt down, "Father and mother, Fan'er is unfilial.
He finally caught the murderer of my Yan clan and imprisoned him in the Leiguang Tower.
He was controlled by the God Clan.
Deal with it, I just came to kneel down to see my father, mother and other clan members."
Three loud bangs fell down loudly.
I didn't seem to feel any pain at all.
"Silly girl.
How can I blame you?"
Leng stood up, pulled me up from the ground, wiped my forehead with his sleeves, and asked distressedly: "I haven't been with you recently, how can I still blame you?"
Are you used to it?"
His face was very haggard, pale and almost transparent.
It seems like it will break if touched lightly.
I buried my head on his chest: "Why do you ask that?"
He pulled my body into his arms, lowered his lips, and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead: "I'm sorry, a cursed soul escaped.
I'm going to chase it, and I may not be able to accompany it for a while.
You may not be able to see the child being born.
You have to get used to the days when I am not with you.”
I suddenly had an ominous premonition, looked up at him and said seriously: "I'll go with you."
He smiled and leaned down, kissed my lips, and said with a gentle smile: "Stay here and wait for me to come back."
His hand gently touched my neck, the dagger he gave me, "When I'm not around, if you encounter danger, you must remember the purpose of this dagger."
I always have a bad feeling that once Leng leaves, he may never come back.
My restless body trembled a little: "I sealed the two little guys.
They are both in this dagger and will not be born so soon.
Let's go hunt down the last cursed soul together.
One more person, one more share hope."
Leng frowned slightly, held my hand, walked out of the ancestral hall, and said firmly: "That cursed soul, only by killing you can he get rid of the control and restraint of the Seven Killing Curse.
It's too dangerous for you to go with me. .
I have informed Luo Li and Luo Chen that they will take you to the underworld to recuperate and give birth smoothly there, which will be good for you and the two little guys."
I said: "Do you have to be so insistent?"
He rubbed my hair, his cold eyes were like icebergs melting, and his smile was like lotus: "Why can't you let me go?"
I pursed my lips and nodded: "Yeah."
He took me back to the yard, held me and sat on his lap, letting my whole body nestle in his chest.
I put my arms around his neck, kissed his lips, and looked into his eyes seriously: "Everything you promised me, you will do it, right?"
He smiled and nodded.
I said, "Promise me that you will come back safely.
No matter whether you catch the cursed soul or kill the cursed soul, you will come back safely.
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I don't want to lose you again."
He was startled, and his eyes stared at me in surprise, then with joy and warmth, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
He hugged me tightly and put his head on my shoulder, "I will stay with you for the rest of my life.
How could I let it go?
How could I let anything happen to me?"
I buried my head in the crook of his neck.
I never saw the pain and reluctance in his eyes when he said these words.
I never saw that his bloodshot red eyes overflowed with crystal water.
If I had known, one day, I would have killed him with my own hands.
Today, no matter what I say, I will not let him leave my side or disappear from my life: