"The blessing of the God of War? What is that, so evil?"
Seeing Nangong Feizhu's rare serious expression, Cheng Chi asked doubtfully.
Before Nangong Feizhu could answer, Di Ming, who was sitting next to Hua Feihua, said first: "The Martial God's blessing, also known as the Soul-Eating Curse, is actually a type of curse. This kind of curse can only be arranged by the Demon Clan in the Heaven Realm.
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"It is a very strange curse. The person who is cursed will be invisibly controlled, but the cost is to damage his own soul."
"What? Damage Yuanling? What does this mean?"
Nangong Feizhu said nothing, and suddenly frowned. Only Cheng Chi asked.
"Yuanling, like faith, is a kind of power that can be used to absorb energy for special exercises. Haha... What's funny is that they automatically send energy to others and treat it as a treasure."
Di Ming smiled bitterly, it seemed that the land of China was not peaceful either.
In this case, Zhangtian Temple may have been controlled by the Demon Clan.
"Actually...actually, my father has suspected it for a long time. It's just a guess. Although I don't know who you kid is, what you said does make sense."
Nangong Feizhu took a breath and whispered.
Cheng Chi glanced at him and then asked: "Didn't Fatty say that if I killed Tang Feng, he would be tortured to the point of not being able to survive or die? What's going on?"
"Brother, what this fat brother said is right, but it's not the punishment he said for you. It's that the soul-eating curse on that person will be transferred to your body, so that the person who cast the spell will control you.
.If he wants you to live, you will live; if he wants you to die, you will die!"
Di Ming looked at Cheng Chi and said seriously, then pointed at the South Palace Feizhu and whispered: "I feel like this fat brother has also been hit by the Soul-Eating Curse."
"What! Fatty, are you really under that soul-eating curse?"
Cheng Chi was shocked. He vaguely felt that there seemed to be some conspiracy. Moreover, after getting along with each other during this period, Cheng Chi also felt that Nangong Feizhu was a good person and worthy of becoming friends.
"What he said is right. It's not just me. Almost all the famous first-class warriors in China, as well as the royal family and nobles, have been baptized by this blessing of the God of War."
Nangong Feizhu said calmly.
Now, he can be 100% sure that his father's worries are not unreasonable. But he doesn't understand why Wu Zun would use such a method to control the land of China?
"It seems that there seems to be some connection between the land of China and the Demon Clan."
Di Ming shook his little head and said in an old-fashioned way.
The Heavenly Demon Clan, one of the seven forbidden tribes, is the loyal lackey of the God of Death. Back then, he followed the War Emperor Xingtian to break into Youluo Palace alone and almost turned the Heavenly Demon Clan's lair upside down. It was such a joy.
"So, isn't it true that there are many people in the land of China who cannot be killed casually?"
Cheng Chi rolled his eyes. Fortunately, most of the people he killed were demons. What if he was also hit by that soul-eating curse? Wouldn't it be over and he would have to be controlled by others for the rest of his life?
"It's not impossible to kill them. We demons have ways to avoid being caught by the Soul-Eating Curse."
As soon as Cheng Chi finished speaking, a graceful figure slowly walked towards the deserted forest not far away. Several people were slightly stunned and then hurriedly summoned their weapons.
The black hair falls down on the shoulders, and the red gauze covers the face, which adds to the beauty's elegance and refinement. The red makeup is like a dream, flying in the air, showing the allure of the city.
Nangong Feizhu's originally alert eyes suddenly became confused. Cheng Chi also felt hot all over and his mind was in chaos.
Hua Feihua unsheathed his long sword and stabbed the woman in front of him. The sword whistle cut through the sky and made a sharp cracking sound, which refreshed his mind.
Cheng Chi regained consciousness instantly, hurriedly calmed down, glanced at Nangong Feizhu beside him, and slapped him, causing Nangong Feizhu to spin around three times, and his eyes gradually regained clarity.
Looking at the woman who was entangled with Hua Feihua, Cheng Chi shouted coldly: "He Sijun! Are you going a little too far?"
The woman giggled, blocked Hua Feihua's attack, landed beside Cheng Chi, and said softly: "My charm is not something I can control. If I'm to blame, it's because of your poor concentration."
After saying that, she looked at Hua Feihua, murderous intent flashing in her eyes.
Nangong Feizhu and Di Ming shrugged at the same time. Fortunately, they sat on the ground. Since they were all acquaintances, it didn't matter.
"You are indeed the dark-skinned woman, don't forget, it was me who saved you!"
Cheng Chi glanced at He Sijun coldly, saw the murderous intent in her eyes, and couldn't help but warn him.
"puff!"
Nangong Feizhu spit out the sip of water he just drank. What the hell? Is this beautiful woman that ugly monster? No way!
At this time, Nangong Feizhu had the urge to commit suicide. No wonder this wild man wanted to save her. Heroes save beautiful women! Thinking of the cynicism he had made towards her along the way, Nangong Feizhu wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. It was so
Shame on you!
Originally, Nangong Feizhu and He Sijun were heading to Zhuyang City together, but when the boat docked, this ugly creature, no, this beautiful woman, disappeared for some unknown reason.
"Hmm...how did you recognize me?"
He Sijun frowned slightly, she didn't think Cheng Chi could see through her.
"Ever since you turned into Jian Feiyan, I have put something on your body. No matter what you look like, I will recognize you."
Cheng Chi didn't hide anything and said directly.
He Sijun was about to get angry, but suddenly he smiled and seemed not to care anymore. She looked at Nangong Feizhu, who was eating meat with his head down, and said with a slight smile: "Young Master Nangong, we meet again."
"Hehe...it turns out that beautiful women have been paying attention to me. I'm flattered."
Nangong Feizhu, who was originally depressed, suddenly became energetic after hearing He Sijun's words. He chuckled and moved his body towards her involuntarily.
Seeing Nangong Feizhu's piggy look, He Sijun was surprisingly lifeless and still greeted him with a smile, which puzzled Cheng Chi.
Hua Feihua put away her sword, but still looked at He Sijun coldly.
Seeing the unkindness in the eyes of the two women, Cheng Chi coughed a few times and asked softly: "That day, you were poisoned. Was it Xiaohua's hand?"
"That's right, who asked her to mind her own business!"
Before He Sijun could speak, Hua Feihua said coldly.
"You despicable villain, you plotted against me with poison!"
He Sijun also shouted sharply and drew his weapon again, his eyes flashing coldly, as if he was about to take action at any time and chop off Hua Feihua's head.
"Okay! Stop it, all of you!"
He was about to start a fight when he saw his children. Cheng Chi suddenly felt a headache. A demon clan and a demon clan, are they naturally incompatible?
Hearing Cheng Chi's scolding, Hua Feihua took the lead in taking back her long sword, and walked aside with Di Ming in a dull voice, and stopped talking.
He Sijun gave up when he saw that the flowers were not flowers. Naturally, he did not want to make trouble unreasonably and sat back next to Cheng Chi. Looking at the burning bonfire, Cheng Chi said calmly: "Tell me, what are you doing here?"
"Oh, little brother, you are so heartless. The Nong family came here just to see you. Since then, we have been apart from Jiuxiao Mountain, and the Nong family has been thinking about you day and night. It's not easy today.
When I met you, you didn’t know how to care about the Nong family.”
He Sijun suddenly put on a smile and said in a cooing voice.
Cheng Chi and Nangong Feizhu felt their bones tingle when they heard this.
Cheng Chi's face instantly turned red, and he hurriedly chuckled: "Miss He, don't be joking. By the way, didn't you just say that you demons can ignore the Soul-Eating Curse? What's going on?"
Nangong Feizhu beside him looked at He Sijun with a resentful look, as if he was saying, I'm so handsome, why didn't you fall in love with me?