princess from the underworld

Chapter 83 text 87
An Baishan floated to the table as if dancing, as if he had taken a stimulant, he asked the mustache to put the two little ghosts into the gourd, then looked up at Ziyan, his eyes lit up, as if he had found delicious food Cheetah felt funny in his heart, unexpectedly, it has been eighteen years since he arrived at this moment. Although it can't be said to be smooth sailing, it is not so embarrassing to be slaughtered by others, but the boss is very upset.

"Ah—" Lan Zhou on the side groaned, his brows were tightly knit together, his face was as pale as ever, but he seemed to be in great pain in a coma.

Although I don't understand what An Baishan wants, it shouldn't matter. He bit his lip, his throat was so dry and thirsty, and his voice was hoarse and dull, "You, let Lanzhou go, what's the matter? I..." I never thought that talking would be so exhausting, my whole body seemed to be pulled by something, my body immediately tensed up, and I felt the blood rushing straight to my forehead.

An Baishan smiled wickedly, "Don't worry about it anymore, it will only make you feel more uncomfortable if you are touched."

He fiddled with something without raising his head, "You said let him go? No, no, no, although he is not as valuable as you, he is still very useful."

it works?What's the use of him, isn't it to say that they all carry higher spiritual pressure because of themselves?Could it be that everything is my own fault? Without her, Lan Zhou would...

As if seeing through Ziyan's thoughts, he walked to the edge of the altar, picked up a mahogany sword and wiped it, his face became so hideous in the candlelight, and his voice was treacherous: "Even if I become a fairy, I have to first Do something for my apprentice, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to discover you, baby."

When Xiao Huzi heard this, his legs softened from fright, and he cried, "Master, master, I don't need..." He was terrified of Zi Yan, and Lan Zhou's bloodthirsty eyes before he fell into a coma, how much he Hope he didn't do these things.

An Baishan was dissatisfied with his words, he glared at him, and then said to Ziyan: "It's just that I didn't take his soul, as far as that kid's lifeline is concerned, he won't live to be 30 years old."

Boom—Zi Yan's head went blank, what do you mean?She squinted at Lan Zhou who was still immersed in pain, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, her heart was suddenly grabbed by something, and her heart ached.

An Baishan looked at the change in Ziyan's face, "It's for you to understand, that kid has been cursed for a long time."

Curse, how is it possible that even that thing can kill people?Damn it, thinking of all the incredible experiences I have experienced, none of which can be explained by science, but they really exist, so, is it true?
(End of this chapter)