When Feng Kuang came back, he was a little embarrassed. Uncle Li at the entrance of the alley greeted him and said he had a guest at home.

He must have been waiting for a while, and these words were a disguised reminder to him to be careful.

Being approached by someone in the world of cultivating immortals may be a good thing, but it may also be a bad thing.

Feng Kuang was a little surprised, but he thought that the people from the City Lord's Mansion were still determined and wanted to let him enter the City Lord's Mansion as a guard for the little girl.

"Thanks, Uncle Li."

Only Uncle Li from the Golden Core stage waved his hand, and the other party called him uncle, but given his cultivation level, he should have called him senior.

Feng Kuang walked inside, thinking he was someone from the City Lord's Mansion, so he opened the courtyard door and walked in.

When he looked up, he was stunned.

When he came to his senses, he turned around and was about to run away, but was grabbed by Rong Yi.

"Brother Feng."

When he finished speaking, Rong Yi was startled for a moment, and when he suddenly grabbed hold, he found that one of his arms was missing.

"Brother Feng, this."

Feng Kuang smiled when he saw her like this.

"How can you still find me after avoiding you? Isn't my old madman's efforts in vain?"

The tone was no different from before, but it made Rong Yi feel a little sad.

"Brother Feng, why are you avoiding us?"

After saying this, Rongyi discovered that he was missing more than one arm, and the black air between his eyebrows was lingering, and he actually looked like he would be short-lived.

How can this be?

"Amitabha, old madman, poor monk is offended."

Monk Jingyuan also saw something was wrong and stepped forward to restrain the man. The merits and spiritual consciousness around him lingered on his spiritual platform.

Suddenly, he took a few steps back, and a trace of strange red threads tried to wrap around him, but fortunately, he was knocked back by the Buddha's light on the monk's body.

Rong Yi looked at the strange red line and his expression changed.

Case solved!

This unlucky kid was so lucky and had such good opportunities that he was targeted by the evil witch's daughter.

Feng Kuang struggled to push away.

"Yuanyuan, what are you doing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped far away, not daring to get too close to them.

"You guys should stay away from me. If my bad luck gets worse, the people around me will be seriously affected."

Seeing the injuries all over his body, Rong Yi and Monk Jingyuan felt very uncomfortable.

Dongfang Xu and Qi Wan, on the other hand, stared at him: "How come Brother Feng's situation is so similar..."

Dongfang Xu did not continue what he said, but Qi Wan and Rong Yi both knew it.

It's very similar to when they were unlucky back then, and his situation is even more outrageous. His cultivation doesn't seem to have much impact, but his longevity and luck are close to nothing.

You have to be careful when drinking water, otherwise you may choke to death!

"Brother Feng, is it because you are afraid that this bad luck will affect us that you never contact or look for us?"

Feng Kuang stood far away. He had a free and easy temper. Now that he knew everything, he had nothing to hide.

"Well, this bad luck is very bad. When Uncle Li at the entrance of the alley talked to me, I only dared to reply to him a few words. Because I was unlucky unexpectedly after contacting him, and many monks died."

Of course, it was not without its benefits. Whenever someone bullied him over the years, he would tolerate being close to them. However, within a few days, the other person would either be extremely unlucky or die unexpectedly.

Qi Wan and Dongfang Xu felt a little sympathy for him. This situation was more serious than that of their entire sect combined.

Outrageous, outrageous!

The luck-stealing spell requires frequent contact to have such a great effect, and the opponent not only cast the luck-stealing spell, but also cast the life-drawing spell.

Anyone who comes close to him will be affected by their fate. In the least case, they will be unlucky, and in the worst case, they will die.

Poison, this is much more poisonous than Xu Ying! I don’t know which daughter of that evil witch is so promising!

I got the true story of that evil witch!

"Brother Feng, have you become a Taoist couple?"

Feng Kuang:......

How did Rong Yi know this? Where did he find it?

The look on his face instantly turned ugly.

"Yes, but she recently returned to the sect and promised to come back in a while. She is very special and is not affected by my bad luck, so..."

Rong Yi:......

It’s so hard for a hero to be a beauty!

Even the free and easy Feng Kuang was like this, and fell into this.

“Brother Feng, you have been hit by a luck-stealing spell, and you have reached the deadline.

If you don't understand it today, you will die here tonight, silently. "

As soon as Rong Yi's words came out, everyone present except Monk Jingyuan was surprised, but they did not doubt that what she said was false.

Feng Kuang was stunned for a moment, and after he came to his senses, his whole person felt a little decadent.

"Actually, I felt it myself. I couldn't even catch a spiritual rabbit in the past two days."

The monk who was in the middle stage of distraction couldn't even catch the spiritual rabbit that a mortal could catch.

This situation clearly shows that something is wrong.

Rong Yi looked at him: "Have you never doubted that Taoist companion of yours?"

Feng Kuang sat down because he felt a little tired from standing. He didn't even refute what Rong Yi said.

"In the past two days, I have carefully recalled that I have noticed it, but I just don't want to admit it."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. I can see you all before I die. I have no regrets."

Monk Jingyuan:...

He had the urge to step forward and kick him, but he was also afraid that this kick would really kill him.

Rong Yi was not too angry, nor did he dislike the yellow soil floor. He just sat down, took out a replenishing pill in his hand, and handed it to him.

"Brother Feng, take the elixir first, don't wait until you die without saying a few words."

Feng Kuang:......

I originally wanted to refuse, saying not to waste the elixir, but after hearing the next sentence, I quickly took it and stuffed it in my mouth.

The elixir melted in his mouth, and powerful vitality exploded in his body instantly, nourishing his body and soul at the same time.

It made him feel like he came alive instantly, and the dull depression in his heart also dissipated a lot.

"Thank you, sister."

Rong Yi waved his hand and looked at Monk Jingyuan who was also sitting over.

"Yuanyuan, help me stabilize his soul, and I will solve the luck-stealing spell and life-borrowing spell for him."

Monk Jingyuan's tone was a little solemn: "Are you sure, will you hurt yourself?"

This thing was so evil that if he hadn't been blessed with Buddha's light and merit, he wouldn't have dared to get so close, for fear that it would be affected and his life would be shortened.

Rong Yi nodded, and she glanced at Qi Wan and Dongfang Xu, who had a tacit understanding of how to set up the formation and protect the law.

Feng Kuang wanted to say something, but Rong Yi scolded him softly: "Brother Feng, if you still recognize me as a girl, shut up."

Feng Kuang:......

I wanted to say something, but my eyes were red at this moment.

The people who treat him sincerely are always there, but he was confused and was blinded by Wenrouxiang.

She discovered something was wrong half a year ago, but she never wanted to believe it. Until a while ago, she said that she wanted to go back to the sect. In those days, she exuded indifference towards him from head to toe.

But that day, after he saved the little girl from the city lord's mansion, he was so shaken that he vomited blood all night long.

He never knew how people could vomit so much blood.

But she said she had something to do, left him and left.

I once broke my arm to save her, and the hundreds of years of companionship, knowing, promising, and loving each other turned out to be all fake.

Originally, he thought that it would be just fine if he died in this small courtyard, but it was just a death that he could tolerate.

But now that Rong Yi and the others are here, she still wants to work hard to save herself.

A tear fell from the corner of Feng Kuang's eyes. Rong Yi saw it and said nothing.

Instead, he called Yan Qing, who had been quiet all this time: "Xiao Qinger, come here and master will teach you how to break the curse.

Such a rare opportunity is not easy to come across. Today, thanks to your blessing, Uncle Feng, I will train with him. "

Feng Kuang:......

Yan Qing's eyes lit up, and she came closer, and then listened to Rong Yi talking non-stop.

"Before you start, master will teach you something. Although we are still children, we should understand everything we need to know.

The first rule of cultivating immortality: Refuse to be a love brain! Otherwise, you won’t know how you will die.

Now, your Master Feng is a living example! "

Everyone:...

I hope you can give examples!

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