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Chapter 1940 You Are Not Suppressed

"Master!!" A figure suddenly jumped out from a distance.

The man in a dark robe quickly walked to his side.

He looked at Xue Wushuang's face turning blue, his expression extremely anxious.

"Sir, how could this happen? That power has been suppressed for so many years. How could you suddenly do this again?"

Wei Shulang fell behind Xue Wushuang, his eyes unable to conceal his anxiety.

He has followed Master Wushuang here for many years.

It's been a long time since I've seen Young Master like this again.

"I'm fine..." Xue Wushuang coughed, wiping the blood on her lips with a handkerchief, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry, you won't die."

"Sir, don't be afraid. Alang will help you." Wei Shulang raised his hand and slowly injected the power in his palm into Xue Wushuang's body.

However, no matter how he attacks, Xue Wushuang's entire body becomes like a huge bottomless pit.

The breath in his whole body seemed to be swallowed up by that strange power.

"Sir, where is your self-defense treasure?" Wei Shulang was suddenly startled, and his pupils shrank violently!

That self-defense treasure has been worn by Xue Wushuang for so many years.

Ever since he had that treasure by his side, Xue Wushuang was no different from a normal person except for one of his legs that was disabled.

But now, he clearly realized that the treasure was missing!!

"You said that the fragment of the glass lamp... was given away..." Xue Wushuang narrowed his eyes, even though his expression was extremely ugly, he still raised his lips slightly and smiled softly.

Wei Shulang behind him looked extremely frightened.

"Sir, why are you doing this?" Wei Shulang clenched his fists tightly, "If you do this, your life will be worse than death! Your life will be worse than death!!"

Wei Shulang's mind flickered uneasily, and he suddenly realized something.

"Did you give the treasure to that goddess? Just wait, I will get the treasure back for you!"

Wei Shulang turned around hastily and wanted to leave.

Xue Wushuang frowned, looking shocked and angry!

He was coughing violently!

He raised his hand, and another invisible spell blocked Wei Shulang's front.

"How dare you! If you dare to go, I will be rude to you."

Wei Shulang, who was blocked by the spell, turned around and looked at Xue Wushuang with distressed eyes.

He knew how terrifying Xue Wushuang's illness was.

The feeling is no less than being separated from the soul.

The people who will be tortured by Xue Wushuang are worse than humans and ghosts, and life is worse than death.

They finally found a way to suppress that power...

Now, it was given away by Xue Wushuang.

"Sir..." Veins popped out on Wei Shulang's fist.

"Don't go! If you dare to go, I will kill you -" Xue Wushuang raised her head and continued speaking word by word.

Wei Shulang took a deep breath.

"Why? Is it worth it? Is it worth it?"

Xue Wushuang's lips were already stained with blood.

The breeze was whistling by, and his elegant and indifferent face was full of seriousness.

"Of course it's worth it. As long as she needs it, I can give her my life..."

Wei Shulang felt sluggish all over.

After a long time, he finally stopped.

He always knew that the young master was waiting for someone.

Judging from how happy the young master was in the past few days.

He knew that the young master was waiting...

"Sir, why is this necessary? She doesn't seem to know you anymore..."

Xue Wushuang shook his head.

"It doesn't matter if I don't know her, as long as I can see her, that's fine."

She was in too much pain.

I was persecuted like that back then...

Now this time, he must protect her well...

He lowered his eyes slightly.

He clenched the hairpin in his palm.

A slight smile appeared on his lips.


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