Lin Fan stared at the drop of blood in front of him, and his hands quickly formed handprints. As his mouth squirmed, a sound like a demon sound came into the ears of all the descendants of the Meichuan family present: "The Meichuan family, everyone is the first to attack my sister, and the last to attack me, which has angered my divine power."

"But I am merciful and will not punish you."

"The death penalty is avoided, but the living penalty cannot be escaped."

"So, I will cast twelve blood curses, small punishments and great commandments, and I hope you can correct your mistakes."

Lin Fan muttered something.

Although he was speaking Chinese at the moment, it was strange that people who didn't understand Chinese could fully understand Lin Fan's meaning at this moment.

And only the descendants of the Meichuan family can hear it. People like Lin Yan, Li Yuantong and others cannot hear the sound, and they can only see Lin Fan's mouth moving.

Countless pairs of puzzled eyes looked at Lin Fan.

This man had just killed all directions, but why did he suddenly become treacherous?

What are you doing?

Could it be... it is some kind of powerful secret technique!?

Just when everyone was shocked and puzzled, Lin Fan's figure suddenly rose five or six meters high in the air, his eyes closed slightly, and continued to chant the curse in a low voice: "One of the Blood Curse, I can't see the eyes..."

"The second of the Blood Curse, you can't speak..."

"The third blood curse, you can't hear it..."

"Blood Curse Four,..."

“…”

Every time a blood spell was recited, Lin Fan changed a handprint, and at the same time he pointed at the drop of blood, and a thread of energy shot into the blood.

“…”

"Blood Curse Ten,..."

"The Eleventh Blood Curse, the hiccups continue..."

"The Twelve of Blood Curse, Sneezing Never Stops!"

Soon, all twelve blood curses were completed.

Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of splendor flashed in his eyes. The sound was like a bell, like thunder, shocking everyone's eardrums: "The twelve blood curse is completed!"

The moment the word "Cheng" was spit out, the drop of blood churned twice, then turned into a wisp of mist and dissipated in the air.

At the same time, everyone present with the Meichuan family's original surname was in a moment of trance and then returned to normal.

Apart from that, they had no other feelings at all, so they became even more confused.

In fact, the Blood Curse has taken effect, and the target is all those who have the blood of the Meichuan family.

Even if he is far away on the other side of the earth at this time, he will not be spared.

Because this is a curse that goes straight into the bloodline, no matter where the target is, it will be affected.

This blood magic curse is not a profound mantra, it can only be considered a useless mantra. First of all, it requires the mantra to be stronger than the mantra to take effect. Otherwise, it will easily be backfired. Secondly, this mantra can only undergo some slight curses, such as the eyes cannot see or hear, and the duration is very limited. With Lin Fan's current strength, it can last for at most five months, and it will automatically fail after five months.

But it is just right to punish the Meichuan family at this moment.

It will not cause too much killing, cause international disputes, and can also play a punishment role. It can also remind the people of the Meichuan family not to think about revenge.

After the blood spell was cast, Lin Fan slowly landed, with his hands on his back and said aloud: "Meichuan Family, these twelve blood spells are my punishment for you. They will dissipate in May, so I can do it myself."

After saying that, Lin Fan glanced at Meichuan Yuuoka coldly and turned around and left.

Everyone in the Meichuan family looked at Lin Fan's back and was confused for a moment.

The Blood Curse seems to be quite powerful when you hear the name, but it has not yet been reflected?

Is it a bluff?

Many people have this conjecture in their minds.

But soon, they stopped thinking so.

"Tsura-jun, what's on your forehead?"

"Taye Jun, you have it on your forehead, it seems like a number...12?"

Just finished speaking.

"Ah Yeh!"

Umekawa Taino sneezes, saliva and snot, and squirts on Umekawa Jirai's face.

"Baga!"

Umekawa Jirai was angry and cursed, but then he realized something was wrong because he suddenly laughed, and he laughed exaggeratedly.

"Class, clams, clams..."

Umekawa Jirao smiled wildly with her stomach in her arms, tears of laughter, and her stomach hurts.

He tried hard to stop, but it was useless and was still laughing wildly.

You can vaguely see a number 7 on his forehead.

Umekawa Taino started sneezing constantly.

"What's wrong with you?"

Yukio Umekawa frowned and asked, and as soon as he finished speaking, he started hiccups.

"Himmer...Himmer...Himmer..."

The shoulders are thrust.

I can't stop at all.

Meichuan Neiku screamed strangely, panickedly stretched out his arms and touched around, his eyes were dull, his eyes had no focal length, and a number 1 was pressed on his forehead.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Various sounds mixed.

"Class, clams, clams..."

"Himmer...Himmer...Himmer..."

"Ah Yeh! Ah Yeh! Ah Yeh!"

"Woo...woo..."

“…”

The twelve blood curses are randomly allocated. Which number appears on the forehead will reflect the effect of the corresponding blood curses.

Rotation is performed in one cycle of twelve days.

In theory, everyone has at least a chance to experience the effects of most of the heart spells.

at the same time.

On the other side of the ocean, the United States, a middle-aged man in his thirties, suit and ties wearing glasses, was talking to the boss of a multinational company in the United States, trying his best to promote cooperation between the two parties. But suddenly, he no longer had a sound, his mouth opened, but could only say a simple "ah... uh... uh..." and like a baby who was learning to speak. The other party looked at each other, not knowing what he was doing, and the entourage of several families next to the middle-aged were also in various states, crying, laughing, and sneezing... Seeing this, the people from the American company shook their heads and then stood up and left...

In the suburbs of Xijing, a beautiful forest path. A young woman with long hair and beautiful face leaned against the tree trunk, slightly raised her head, and looked at the handsome and tall young man in front of her with a slightly red cheek. Then she slowly closed her eyes and her red lips slightly rushed conveyed a signal of encouragement. The young man supported the tree trunk with one hand and hugged the woman's waist with the other hand, pouted his lips and leaned over, but when he was about to kiss him, he was shocked to find that the woman was actually... flowing big snot! The two snots were like floods breaking down from both nostrils, dripping, and many of them fell on the clothes on her chest. Seeing more and more burying, the young man's upper was also dripping. Seeing this scene, he suddenly felt nauseous, looking at the woman like a monster, shaking his head and grinning, and retreating...
Chapter completed!