After Lin Jiayan replied to Mo Jinan's message, his phone was almost out of battery. He sighed, held the phone, and sat back down.

He didn't sleep all night last night. After forcibly removing the curse, his body suffered a backlash. The severe pain made him almost faint several times. This was why he urged Mo Jinan to sleep. On the one hand, he saw that Mo Jinan's complexion was indeed not good, and on the other hand... he could not hold on any longer...

He was afraid that Mo Jinan would faint the next second while he was still talking one second.

He absolutely could not let Mo Jinan worry under such circumstances. A spoiled young master should not be involved in his affairs.

Lin Jiayan only hopes that his little rabbit can live freely, peacefully and happily under his protection.

Other things...are not something Mo Jinan should consider.

The pain in Lin Jiayan's body eased a little after a night. After hypnotizing Mo Jinan with his mental power, Lin Jiayan found that he was no longer able to use his abilities.

No matter what he uses, there will be backlash. This is the price of stripping the spell. It would be fine if it were any other time, but the problem is that he is now an ordinary person who has lost all his spells... Oh... Not even as good as an ordinary person. He is so weak that he can hardly stand up straight.

"Crack!"

Lin Jiayan raised his eyes slightly and saw the eldest prince who had taken away his spell yesterday.

"I didn't expect your spell to be so powerful. I'm really surprised."

The disgusting laugh of triumph made Lin Jiayan frown slightly. He slowly raised his head and calmly looked at the prince in front of him, then said softly: "You should be content to absorb so many spells at one time. What are you still doing here..."

"Of course, I'm here to take away your spiritual power..."

The eldest prince squatted down and naturally reached out to pinch Lin Jiayan's neck. Every time he saw Lin Jiayan's face, he couldn't help but marvel at his beauty.

"I am very satisfied with your spell. Now I am much more pleased with you, a half-blood rubbish."

The eldest prince licked his lips and looked at Lin Jiayan greedily. Then he suddenly laughed and whispered in his ear: "I forgive you for being disrespectful to me yesterday. I really couldn't bring myself to do that to such a pretty face of yours. If someone else had treated me like this, I would have killed him with a curse!"

"Be thankful that you were born with a good appearance, bastard... I admit that you are prettier than my concubines..."

"Well, what next."

Lin Jiayan sneered and narrowed his eyes slightly: "You are not so perverted, are you? You like that half-blood trash you mentioned... Don't you think it's dirty? Now you are not afraid that I will taint your noble aristocratic bloodline?"

"If I fuck you here, no one will know...right?"

The eldest prince licked his lips and blew gently into Lin Jiayan's ear, saying word by word: "As for tainting the bloodline, I thought about it... You are a man and cannot have children. I came here privately today, so no one would know if something happened between us..."

"You want to fuck me?"

Lin Jiayan seemed to have heard a joke. He lowered his head and couldn't help twitching his shoulders. Then his amber pupils showed a little sarcasm: "It's a pity, I never do the bottom. If you want to have sex with me, then take off your pants and kneel on the ground to beg me..."

"But I won't touch a disgusting scum like you who only knows how to rob others!"

"You are so presumptuous!"

The eldest prince was completely enraged by the repeated provocations of this half-blood trash in front of him. A familiar breath appeared in the palm of his hand. It was Lin Jiayan's spell!

"I'll use your own spells to teach you a lesson and let you know who is the master here!"

The bloody curse collided extremely violently, but suddenly stopped only three centimeters away from Lin Jiayan's heart.

"how come!"

The eldest prince was stunned for a moment and then instantly became furious. He felt so embarrassed in front of the bastard that he almost wanted to kill him!

The golden light flowing in Lin Jiayan's amber pupils became stronger and stronger, and the brutal and cruel spell suddenly became obedient and quiet, and actually wanted to go directly back into Lin Jiayan's body, as if it knew that was where it was supposed to be.

"I said..."

Lin Jiayan raised his eyebrows and sneered: "First, remove the spell. Without strong mental support, you can't drive it at all."

"Because it originally belonged to me. Even if you forcibly peeled it off and let it enter your body, with your limited talent, if you don't retreat for 10 to 20 years to digest it, do you really think you can control my things?"

"It is controlled by my mental power. When it touches me..."

Lin Jiayan gently reached out his hand to calm the increasingly violent auras that were unable to return to his body. He said word by word: "They recognize their master. When they touch me, they want to return to my body..."

"But if you had taken away your mental strength yesterday, then this wouldn't have happened today... What a pity..."

"You gave me a petri dish but you don't know how to maximize its value. You don't even know how to deprive it of its value..."

Lin Jiayan suddenly laughed out loud and couldn't even speak clearly: "How useless are you..."

"I feel ashamed that someone like me would become your petri dish!"

"Fuck you!"

Lin Jiayan's pupils condensed fiercely, and the magical energy that was originally scratching Lin Jiayan's fingertips actually turned directly to the eldest prince who was about to slap him with his hand raised.

"boom!"

"what!!"

The eldest prince's arm was directly hit by the curse, leaving a bloody wound. Lin Jiayan did not expect that the Haitian nobles' blood deprivation curse was so powerful that it allowed this useless prince to absorb his curse to such an extent in just one night...

Under normal circumstances, this violent magical energy would be enough to shatter his arm. How could it be that it only left a bloody cut?

"Ah…"

Lin Jiayan regained his composure immediately after a small shock. He looked at the extremely embarrassed and angry eldest prince with a half-smile and said softly: "Didn't you say you would punish me? How could you be so careless and let the curse hurt you?"

"you!!!"

The eldest prince covered his bleeding arm and stared at Lin Jiayan grimly. He suddenly smiled sinisterly and took out the square box that absorbed his spell yesterday.

"It's okay... I can't control your spell simply because I didn't deprive you of your mental power..."

The excitement in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and the way he looked at Lin Jiayan was like a hungry wolf staring at a piece of fat meat...

"I will take away your mental power now, so that your spells can be driven by your mental power..."

The box was spinning wildly, and a familiar feeling of suffocation came instantly. Sweat beads appeared on Lin Jiayan's forehead, and his body, which was already in severe pain, felt double the pain.

"hiss…"

Lin Jiayan knew that his mental strength was his only trump card and it must not be taken away...

The light in his eyes became brighter, like a constantly dancing flame. The eldest prince was still grinning with excitement at the thought of seizing the powerful mental power, but he did not expect that the magical energy that had been safely staying in his body would suddenly erupt.

The powerful curse energy directly shattered the box that was trying to deprive Lin Jiayan of his mental power.

The stripping blood curse was forcibly interrupted, and the mental power that was about to break the body suddenly shrank back. It seemed to know that it was being deprived and quickly shrank back into Lin Jiayan's body after losing control.

"Fils de pute!"

The eldest prince cursed fiercely. He didn't expect that Lin Jiayan's mental power would directly control the spell that had been stripped from his body! Break the stripping through the spell that had already entered his body!

"How strong are you..."

After the eldest prince was angry, he was swept by a strong sense of fear...

God... Such a horrible person... If it weren't for the blood curse on his body that forced him to be obedient and serve as a petri dish...

Then the whole of Haiti will be in his hands...

What frightened him even more was that the curse in his body, which he had almost tamed over the course of a night, suddenly showed signs of breaking out of his body again.

Is this bastard controlling everything?

Then...then...Is it true that I stripped him of his spell...that everything I did...was it really not part of his plan...

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