You Are My Only Sunshine

Chapter 1340

"How could she be like this?" Hao Yansen asked Bailang, and also Jiang Wu and them.

Xia Yu was also there. She told the story again. After listening, Hao Yansen's expression became worse.

Bailang also said strangely, "Actually, I didn’t find out that there was any problem with Yunmeizhi’s body. It was not because she had a cold. Except for some fatigue and weakness, her body was completely fine. But looking at her symptoms, it seemed ..."

"Like what?" Hao Yansen frowned.

Bailang said with some scruples, "As a doctor, I shouldn't have said such things, but it really feels like a wicked one."

Hao Yansen was shocked, and everyone else was shocked.

Bewitched? !

In fact, this is not a illusory thing, people will inevitably be evil, and no one has explained this situation. Combined with Mo Jun's recent series of unlucky things, it seems that there is a real possibility of evil.

Ordinary people probably don't know it very well, and they don't have much contact with them, and they can't come into contact with some secret arts, sorcery or various powerful Feng Shui masters.

Many of the people I met were liars.

But as a person with Hao Yansen's identity, what hasn't been in contact with?

The Hao family has its own dedicated Feng Shui master. No matter what the Hao family does, they will always look at Feng Shui, otherwise they will not always be so prosperous.

There are also many women who will specially invite people to do some secret techniques in order to marry into wealthy families.

Of course, some people raise little ghosts in order to harm others...

Could it be that Mo Jun was raised by a kid?

Raising a kid is a sorcery that transfers the other's fortune to oneself, and makes the other party unlucky and lucky.

Few people know this kind of witchcraft, and they think it is fake if they know it. And there are very few people who know this kind of sorcery, and it's hard to get in touch with it.

Doesn't it mean that there is no such witchcraft.

A dark light flashed through Hao Yansen's eyes thinking that Mo Yun might be cursed.

But he didn't say anything, just went to look after Mo Yun, and with him guarding, Mo Yun woke up soon. Knowing that he almost died inexplicably, and that he was choked to death by Apple, Mo Yun was speechless.

In order to comfort Hao Yansen, she also deliberately said jokingly, "Unexpectedly, I would be Snow White once in my life. When I get old, I can tell my grandchildren this fairy tale as a fairy tale."

Hao Yansen laughed helplessly, "You almost scared me to death, are you still thinking about joking?"

Mo Yun smiled and said, "Am I not okay now? With you, the prince, I will definitely be fine."

"But you still almost had an accident..." Hao Yansen bent over and stroked her face, her eyes deep and full of pity, "You really scared me recently. You are so prone to accidents, what should I do? So from today At the beginning, you must always follow me and not leave my sight!"

Hao Yansen's words were almost an overbearing request.

Mo Yun felt very warm when he heard it, "This is too exaggerated? Isn't it all saying that if you don't die in a catastrophe, you will have a blessing? I will never be unlucky all the time.

"It's not that simple." Hao Yansensen said coldly, "Don't you think you have always had an accident recently, it's weird?"

Mo Yun was surprised, "Is there any problem? It seems really weird. I haven't done anything smoothly recently. I'm always unlucky, even worse than before."

When she was controlled by the Mo family before, she hadn't been unlucky so often.

(End of this chapter)

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