Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 749 The blood curse strikes!
Chapter 749: The Blood Curse Attacks!
"What's the matter?" Ling Xiyue looked at him and asked the bottom line.

It's not that she wants to be troublesome, but that Xuan Ye can hear what she said, why is it so annoying?

It was he who said that there was the exact news about the Qilin Jade Talisman, and it was almost half a threat, half a trick to bring her to the ghost city hell. Now the Qilin Jade Talisman did not see the shadow, and he wanted to send her away again without even an explanation.

Who will not be angry if this matter falls on whom?
It's not easy for Ling Xiyue to ask him patiently and nicely.

She always felt that his purpose was not the Qilin Jade Talisman, but something else. Is it really what she thought?
Impossible, he is the young master of the ghost clan, even if the relationship with Xuan Ming and the ghost king does not seem to be harmonious in the phenomenon, it is impossible because of this...

At this time, Ling Xiyue's mind was full of complicated thoughts, and she had thought about all the possibilities, but she didn't think about the simplest one.

It was only about the two of them, he just wanted an excuse to be close to her, nothing else.

"I will explain to you in the future, but now you have to leave, I will have scruples when you are here." But Xuan Ye had no intention of saying more, reached out and grabbed Ling Xiyue's arm, and took her out.

But before he took a step forward, Ling Xiyue held her down with a backhand, "What do you mean, explain clearly!"

"Xiyue." Those dark red pupils locked on her suddenly, "It doesn't matter who you are, whether we know each other or not, maybe you are still hostile to me, these are not important, now you just have to believe, no matter what , I won’t hurt you, listen to me this time, the situation has changed now, you have to go back to Piaoxue Tower immediately, don’t worry about other things, don’t bother about Hui Xuanming’s words, I will take care of it.”

Ling Xiyue froze slightly, staring blankly at the man's extremely serious eyes.

When she came back to her senses, she had already said, "Okay..."

She believed in him, always believed in him.

Xuan Ye finally had a smile in his eyes, and grabbed her hand, "Let's go."

Ling Xiyue dodged awkwardly, gritted her teeth, "How many times have I told you."

This guy, why can't he remember!
Xuan Ye smiled helplessly, but as soon as he withdrew his hand, his whole body trembled violently, and he couldn't control his staggering, his big hands suddenly supported the back of the big chair next to him, but he still couldn't control it, his body twitched involuntarily. Soft, kneel down on one knee!

"Um……"

The man lowered his head and groaned in pain.

His long dark red hair scattered like blood, covering all his expressions.

how come?
Blood curses never strike early!

He counted the time, and it's not midnight yet!
"What's wrong with you!" Ling Xiyue's heart skipped a beat, and then she knelt down on the ground, clasping his shoulders with both hands.

"what--"

The roar of a trapped animal was covered by the roaring shouts in the field of life and death.

Immediately after the sound of "touch", the back of the black iron and wood chair held by the man turned into powder in an instant, it really turned into powder!

Debris shot out of his hand like smoke.

Ling Xiyue's pupils constricted suddenly, and she looked at him, "Is it a blood curse? It's a blood curse!"

"Let's go, get out of here." Word by word, overflowed from the man's mouth, accompanied by moaning in pain as if he had experienced a thousand cuts.

He struggled to get up, the blood lines all over his body were like flowers blooming on the other side, one after another, revealed from under the skin, bloomed, and spread all the way to the neck and face.

The appearance that gradually appeared was like a raging fire, and the long dark red hair seemed to be dyed with a raging fire at this time.

When Ling Xiyue saw his eyes, her heart twitched.

Those eyes were now filled with blood, as if blood would drip out the next moment!
"Whoever you go, you're going to die!" Ling Xiyue supported him, and roared with anger.

It's all for this, this man still has time to take care of her!
Xuan Ye was trembling and convulsing, the blood lines on his face were still spreading, from the position of his eyes, spreading to the whole face, "It's okay, I can still hold on, first, leave the ghost market first, now, you , you can't stay here."

Intermittent words trembled from the man's same bloodthirsty thin lips.

"No, now you have to find a place to survive." Who knows, his decision was immediately rejected by Ling Xiyue, and his voice became a little anxious, "Tell me, is there any safer place to stay here? Near, fast!"

She didn't forget that Aunt Pei said that every time the blood curse occurs, the life of the person who bears the blood curse will be endangered.

Every attack is wandering outside the gate of hell, and a narrow escape is not enough to express its danger.

A careless person might be devoured to death by the power of the blood curse!

In the history of the ghost clan, no one who bears the blood curse, except Xuan Ye, has survived the first attack. Although Xuan Ye has endured it many times until now, it does not mean that he will be able to successfully overcome it. this time.

She couldn't just watch him die, absolutely not!
Seeing Xuan Ye struggling and seeming to want to say something, Ling Xiyue stared at him with dead eyes, "Shut up!"

Her originally cold and beautiful face now had a ferocious expression. Compared with Xuan Ye, she was not much better, and she was almost shouting, "I listened to you just now, this time you listen to me, and try another nonsense!" Try it!"

Looking at Ling Xiyue's appearance, Xuan Ye smiled, but at this time, he was covered in blood marks, and he was tortured by the fire, his smile was like a devil, only the arc of the corner of his mouth could feel the pain. A touch of tenderness.

So, even if it is death, it should be worth it, right?
At least in his memory, it wasn't completely cold and lonely.

"Speak!" Ling Xiyue felt that her heart was about to ache, and it was difficult to breathe.

Xuan Ye groaned in pain again, the blood in his pupils spread rapidly, and he tried his best, "Ghost city, blood pool..."

On the other end, Xuan Ming, who walked out of the room, quietly closed a palm-sized jade porcelain vase in his hand, cutting off the bloody aura that emerged.

The man's white teeth looked even more ghostly in the dark corridor, and he said slowly with an enchanting air, "My dear brother, this is the price for your disobedience, enjoy it."

On the opposite side, a black shadow came quickly from the dark corridor, and it was another ghost servant. He attacked and knelt in front of Xuan Ming, "My lord, the person sent to rescue that lady just sent back a message."

"Say." Xuan Ming put the jade bottle in his arms and said a word casually.

You say you don't care about that expression, but it's not entirely true, but it can't be said that you particularly care about it, or maybe he has always been like this.

The ghost servant quickly replied, with a dignified voice, "The four hell envoys we sent were all killed, and the others also suffered heavy losses. The action was discovered, and the hidden stake we had planted there with great difficulty was almost uprooted."

Xuan Ming's bewitching brows and eyes gradually came together, and the coldness on his face gradually revealed.

(End of this chapter)