Lu Fan stared at her blankly, thinking of the red worm that had just barely entered his body, he felt his scalp numb, and even his breathing skipped a beat.
"Knew it……"
It took him a long while before he murmured.
"How could Ma Yingfeng not know my feelings for Huanxi?"
"As long as Huanxi is here, how can other women come close to me?"
"It turns out that she prepared this thing..."
Lover's voodoo is a kind of witchcraft unique to Miao girls. The refining technique is extremely harsh. It is cultivated with the flesh and blood of the woman who cultivates the voodoo. The refined love voodoo can be used to bewitch the man he loves. All he needs to do is to make the woman make a wish.
This can make your sweetheart die forever. Otherwise, once he has other passions, the worms will eat his heart and cause him unbearable pain. Every time he thinks about it, his heartache will be even worse. Ninety-nine days later, he will be heartbroken until death.
Although this weird voodoo technique is not rare, it is one of the most sinister among the thousands of voodoos in Miao territory.
Once you are infected, there is no cure.
Unless the woman who was poisoned dies, and the person who was poisoned can withstand the severe pain of being pierced by thousands of poisons, otherwise, in this life, he will never be tempted by other people, otherwise, he will suffer from heartbreaking pain day and night, until
die.
Lu Fan looked at the red threadworm on his fingertips, struggling desperately to escape, and suddenly felt a chill on his back.
He still underestimated Ma Yingfeng's desire to control, using the Love Gu to control a person and firmly hold him in the palm of his hand. This method in the world is probably only Ma Yingfeng can think of and put it into practice.
If Wang Xuanzhi hadn't caught the flaw in advance today, and if she had really made up her mind to follow Ma Yingfeng's words, she might have been doomed this time.
"Oh, it's really interesting. Until now, you have never given up your desire to have me in your hands?"
Lu Fan sneered, but he didn't notice at all the look of disappointment flashing across Wang Xuanzhi's eyes.
He took the black cloth from her hand, quickly rewrapped the red worms inside, tied them tightly, and said to Wang Xuanzhi:
"You go back and tell Ma Yingfeng that the plan worked. I have fallen under the love spell, and the marks on your body are the best proof."
Lu Fan took a deep breath and said: "Then you tell her, but because of my physical condition, you can't do anything to me for the time being. You can only wait and see what happens, wait for the Gu bug to attack further, and then try to figure out what to do next.
.”
Seeing Wang Xuanzhi's worried look, he said with relief: "You don't have to worry about being discovered by Ma Yingfeng. This love Gu was cultivated with your essence and blood. No one knows whether this love Gu is in my body except you. As long as
If you don’t tell me, no other person will know, do you understand?”
Wang Xuanzhi nodded: "I understand."
Lu Fan sent Wang Xuanzhi away, put the black cloth bag wrapped with the love poison red worm into his arms and left Song Mei's mansion.
He has already thought about how to launch a desperate counterattack against Ma Yingfeng and the Ma family.
Ever since he publicly exposed the Ma family's practice of engaging in favoritism and cheating for personal gain and seeking to silence others at the Medicine God Competition, he has been passive so far and has not found a perfect opportunity to fight back.
But now that all the wounded have recovered, and with a double spy like Wang Xuanzhi guarding Ma Yingfeng, Lu Fan feels that he can finally free up his hands to make the Ma family suffer.
Just when Lu Fan left Song Mei's mansion and was going to the door to drive.
But I saw a Bodhisattva disciple running over quickly, holding a wooden box in his arms.
"Brother Lu Fan, this is for you."
The disciple came straight to Lu Fan and handed the wooden box in his arms to Lu Fan: "The person who came here said that it was given to you by Nandu, so you can open it yourself."
"Nandu?"
Lu Fan was in Jinling and was extremely sensitive to the word Nandu.
He held the wooden box in his arms and did not open it immediately. Instead, he carefully listened to the sound that there was no timer inside, then put the wooden box into the back seat of the Bentley, got into the cab and drove away.
But when Lu Fan was concentrating on driving, red lines crawled out from the quiet wooden box in the back row, slowly approaching him quietly...
