On the wedding night, Wang Ye has a mind-reading post-operative acting skills

369 Chapter 371: Don't Approach

It was an empty hall, the ground was paved with cold ice jade, exuding wisps of cold air like smoke and mist, reflecting the blue night pearl light, the temperature in the entire hall was extremely low.

Nangong Mo sat cross-legged on the floor, with his hands resting on his legs naturally, his eyes closed, and he exercised his energy to adjust his breath.

Ru Mo's hair was not tied up, but loosened casually, adding a bit of evil and charm.

His face was fairer than before, as if covered by a layer of moonlight, and there was a purple imprint of the Nether Flower on his forehead, changing from bright to dark, an indescribable mysterious ghost.

The hall was filled with cold air, but there was a thin layer of sweat on his face, as if he was very hot.

And his exposed hands and arms are intertwined with vine-like purple veins, like some kind of ancient words and spells, weird and strange.

Suddenly, Nangong Mo's body froze and spit out a mouthful of blood, and those opened eyes were not black like black jade, but ghostly purple.

In the mysterious purple like mist, there seem to be two clusters of flames burning, swaying and jumping, flickering deep and dark, looking like a fairy like a charm.

Nangong Mo pressed his heart with one hand, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and the center of his brows became tighter and tighter.

Something is wrong!
The outbreak of the Nine Nether Curse this time seems to be a little different from the past?

In the past, when the attack occurred, the body was like burning in a raging flame, and the pain was unbearable, while the internal organs and the eight extraordinary meridians seemed to be bitten by thousands of poisonous insects, causing bone-eating and heart-piercing pain.

Coupled with the retrograde flow of qi and blood, the chaos of true qi is rampant in the body, and the whole person is in extreme frenzy and rage, clamoring like a madman, wanting to slaughter the world and destroy the common people.

Only blood and killing can relieve the mania in the heart.

So he locked himself here every time he had an attack.

The walls around the main hall are carved with white marble, about three feet thick, and the gate of the hall is made of thousand-year-old black iron, reinforced with silk arrays.

Unless he loses all his senses and goes completely mad, it will be difficult to forcibly 'rush' out from the inside.

But this time, that kind of heat seems to be another kind of unspeakable dry heat?

An undercurrent and flame that flows in the blood and spreads from the eight extraordinary meridians of the whole body along with the blood.

The more he suppressed, the more crazily the flames spread, almost consuming people's reason.

Nangong Mo spit out a mouthful of blood again, leaning his body slightly to support the ground with one hand, the purple veins on the back of his white hand spread and intertwined like vines.

And in the purple veins, there seems to be a red streamer faintly emerging, like a burning flame.

Big beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead, his fair complexion gradually turned a blush, and the purple imprint of the Nether Flower on Ying's brow became more treacherous and coquettish.

Nangong Mo picked up the dagger at the side and stabbed it hard into his arm, using the pain to awaken a trace of clarity, so as not to let himself lose his mind.

The cold light of the dagger came into his eyes, and he suddenly remembered the dagger Yunran used to stab him.

Could it be that there is something on the blade that can induce or even change the Nine Nether Curse?

Yun Ran inexplicably appeared in the deep mountains, and stabbed him as soon as she woke up, and her eyes at that time were clearly wrong!

Empty, ethereal, nothingness, those are not the eyes he is familiar with, nor is she the one he knows.

After thinking about it, it seemed that she was under the spell of insanity.

However, with her wit and skill, how could she be so easily under the spell of insanity?
The Nine Nether Curse... Could it be that person?
But even he might not have such ability, right?
But no matter what, that girl was sleeping strangely in the deep mountains, and she was behaving strangely, she must find out everything behind her as soon as possible, if she was really targeted by that person...

The murderous aura in Nangong Mo's eyes soared, and he spit out a mouthful of blood again because of the surge of true energy in his body.

And the turbulent burning flame in the body is also growing wildly, like a prairie fire.

Nangong Mo pursed his thin lips tightly, raised the knife in his hand, and stabbed the dagger into his body again, using the pain to relieve the burning heat wave in his body.

At this moment, the sound of chains being pulled outside the closed palace door, Nangong Mo frowned suddenly, and said in a low voice:
"Back off! Don't come close!"

(End of this chapter)