Divine Doctor Poison Concubine is about to turn over

Chapter 373 One yin and one yang, one life and one death

After reading the contents of a certain page, Di Wuhen's face changed severely, and there was no trace of blood on his handsome face, and then he put the book into the space ring.

After standing for a long time, his face regained its calmness, and the original bright red pupils were extremely dim.

There was a forbidden spell recorded in the book just now, and all the symptoms were exactly the same as when he had the attack.

Yin and Yang curse.

One yin and one yang.

One life and one death.

If he wants to survive, he must find another person who has been cursed.

As long as the other person dies, he can live.

Who is the other person under the Yin-Yang curse?

Immediately, as if thinking of something, Di Wuhen raised his head and looked at Bei Mingwu in the distance, his heart trembled violently.

Another spell would certainly not be on her.

Di Wuhen closed his eyes, never had he been so helpless and desperate like now.

Bei Mingwu suddenly raised her head and looked at Di Wuhen. When she saw that something was wrong with him, she dropped the things in her hands and ran towards him, worrying, "Uncle Huang, what's wrong with you?"

Di Wuhen slowly opened his eyes, only to feel a dull throbbing pain in his chest, and his heart suddenly churned, with the smell of blood.

In the next second, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Uncle Huang." Bei Mingwu shouted in shock, and immediately helped him to sit down.

Seeing the bright blood on the ground, she was flustered, and her chest felt cramped.

He doesn't vomit blood for no reason.

She immediately felt his pulse. After feeling that his pulse was chaotic, her face was extremely pale, her heart felt like a needle prick, and her whole body was ice-cold.

He seemed to be really sick this time, and he was very sick.

Is it because of the curse?

"I'm fine." Di Wuhen pushed her hand away with an indifferent tone.

"You are fine like this, your pulse is chaotic, your illness..."

"This king is not sick." Di Wuhen said coldly.

Bei Mingwu was stunned. While feeling pain in her heart, she also hated the person who cast the curse, "You are not sick, but you have been hit by the forbidden curse. You sit here and rest. I will go to this bookshelf to have a look."

These are ancient books, hundreds of years old.

Maybe there's a book about that curse here.

Bei Mingwu was extremely excited, flipping through the books quickly, with deep anticipation in her eyes.

If she can find a way to break the curse, she will help him break the curse.

Seeing him spitting blood, thinking of his pain during attacks, she wished she could help him bear everything.

From childhood to adulthood, he has been tortured until now.

What the hell bastard did it!

Di Wuhen leaned against the wall, and there were bursts of colic pain in his chest, which then spread to his limbs, making every bone and every inch of flesh and blood in his whole body painful.

Gradually, his eyes became a little blurry.

He tried to pinch himself, telling himself not to faint, not to die.

Even if he died, he couldn't die in front of Bei Mingwu.

If he died in front of her, what would she do in the future?
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Hearing the voice behind him, Bei Mingwu turned pale, and immediately rushed to Di Wuhen, "Uncle Huang."

After making sure he just passed out, she was relieved.

Bei Mingwu was very flustered, an unprecedented panic.

She is afraid, very afraid...

The fear of the Hundred Flowers Clan's forbidden area came to mind again.

She couldn't accept Di Wuhen's death, she couldn't accept that he would no longer exist in this world.

As long as she thinks that she will never see him again, she will be so heartbroken that she can't breathe, feeling like she's suffocating.

She never knew that she could love someone so deeply.

Love to never be without him.

(End of this chapter)