After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Lin Jiayan keenly sensed the eldest prince's sudden fear of him. He breathed a sigh of relief and raised his eyebrows: "Why? The heir of a dignified sorcerer family is actually afraid of a prisoner like me..."

"As expected...If you don't rely on plunder, you are just a bunch of scum who can't make it. I feel ashamed because I have half Haitian white blood."

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths!"

The eldest prince's expression softened and then revealed a fierce look. He grinned and suddenly smiled sinisterly: "How could I forget that you are only good at talking."

"As long as the blood curse on you is not broken, you will always be a petri dish without human rights! You are just a tool for me to improve my abilities!"

"Why would I be afraid of you? You're just a poor creature that no one wants."

The eldest prince grabbed Lin Jiayan by the collar and laughed viciously: "I heard that you are not welcomed in China. How does it feel to be hated by everyone? Your birth was a mistake! You were born as a bastard that polluted our bloodline!"

"Your value lies in being a tool for our inheritance. You should feel honored for this... After all, if you don't even have this ability, you might as well die in your mother's stomach!"

"In the final analysis, you are really pitiful... You have become a tool of two forces. Your life is destined to exist for the benefit of others! Otherwise, you don't deserve to live in this world!"

"Well…"

The eldest prince suddenly felt a chill and suffocation, veins popped out on Lin Jiayan's arms and wrists, and the bloodthirsty murderous look in his eyes suddenly made the eldest prince feel terrified.

The powerful mental force made him subconsciously surrender. He gritted his teeth and endured the trembling legs and wanted to show off his strength, but the strong mental force only made his scalp numb and felt deeply afraid.

"You are a loser who got to the top by relying on others' abilities, and you are not worthy of criticizing me..."

Lin Jiayan gently stretched out his hand, and the constantly surging magical energy became even more excited, and was obviously still under Lin Jiayan's control.

"what!!!"

The eldest prince suddenly felt severe pain in his body. He lay on the ground wailing and trembling, without even the strength to curse.

However, at this moment, a huge blood-red curse mark suddenly appeared on Lin Jiayan's neck. The next second, with a "puff" sound, Lin Jiayan's pupils shrank slightly and a blood mark appeared on his neck.

"Well…"

Lin Jiayan squatted down in pain and covered his neck which was bleeding. He had attacked the eldest prince, so the blood curse on his body gave him a warning...

The bloody curse did not seem to intend to let him go, but instead helped the broken square box and directly took away his luck.

Lin Jiayan was sweating all over and his bones were trembling with pain. This blood curse was cast in his body just for today. He only now realized the viciousness of the stripping curse.

The blood curse that had been placed on him since he was young just to control him and make him obey has now become a weapon to forcibly deprive him of his abilities...

Lin Jiayan couldn't help but feel that he was indeed quite pathetic. The result of becoming stronger was to help others. In fact, what they said was right. He really had no control over his own life...

However, after Lin Jiayan's original luck was completely drained away, the bloody curse seemed unwilling to let him go, and instead targeted another aura on his body.

Lin Jiayan's pupils constricted as he felt Mo Jinan's luck being gradually drained away. He gritted his teeth and tried to fight it with his mental strength, but in fact, doing so was undoubtedly self-destruction.

The blood curse is in Lin Jiayan's body, and the mental power is also in Lin Jiayan's body. Using them to fight against each other is undoubtedly self-mutilation, because no matter which breath wins, the end result is that Lin Jiayan's body will suffer almost irreversible serious injuries.

"puff!"

Lin Jiayan's body suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and blood was constantly oozing out of his mouth, nose, and ears. It was needless to say what the bleeding from all seven orifices meant...

Lin Jiayan supported himself on the ground with his hands so that he did not fall to the ground in a mess. The thick blood almost soaked his clothes, and his originally clear eyes were dazed for a moment.

"Uh…"

"Good morning..."

Lin Jiayan's fingers gradually clenched, and he panted and said word by word: "No matter what the price... I will not..."

"Let your luck be taken away once again..."

The bloody curse seemed to find this mental power extremely difficult to deal with, and it couldn't gain any benefit from it for the time being. It also knew that if it confronted it head-on, the owner of this body would die.

But if Lin Jiayan died, his spiritual power would be gone, and the Haitian nobles would no longer be able to gain benefits from Lin Jiayan.

The bloody curse seal gradually quieted down reluctantly, and the bloody wound on Lin Jiayan's neck also stopped bleeding.

Lin Jiayan was panting heavily, and it was obvious that his body had reached its limit. The eldest prince was also feeling bad, and he spat out a mouthful of blood due to the impact of the uncontrolled spell. He stared with his eyes wide open and reached out to take the box that had absorbed the luck. He did not dare to stay any longer and stumbled out of the dark room.

Lin Jiayan fell directly to the ground. His condition was worse than yesterday. He felt like his internal organs were crushed and he had no strength to breathe.

"Drip drip!"

The almost dead cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He struggled to reach out and took it out tremblingly, and found that it was a call from Mo Jinan.

Lin Jiayan hesitated and struggled for a moment before finally answering the call. He knew that answering the call at least meant that he was still alive. If he didn't answer the call...

I wonder if Mo Jinan will collapse from his wild thoughts...

Mo Jinan likes to drive fast when he gets excited. He had a car accident because of driving fast a long time ago, which left Lin Jiayan with a psychological trauma and he dared not make Mo Jinan angry.

"Hey…"

"Lin Jiayan... I'm going to be honest with you. I'm in Haiti now."

When Mo Jinan's voice came out, Lin Jiayan couldn't help but tighten his fingers. He opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't say a word. He should have guessed... How could Mo Jinan listen to him...

Mo Jinan has never been disciplined by anyone... so how could he possibly listen to him...

"Jia Yan, are you okay now?"

Jun Li's voice suddenly came, and Lin Jiayan pursed his lips and just said "hmm" softly.

"not dead…"

"Then you can't die! If you die, I won't take care of Mo Jinan for you! If you die, Mo Jinan will be a widow! I won't take care of him anyway!"

Jun Li wanted to make Lin Jiayan relax as much as possible. He could feel that Lin Jiayan seemed to have reached his limit.

"Did you hear me, Lin Jiayan? He doesn't care about me! You are not allowed to get into trouble, do you hear me?!"

"it is good…"

"Now that Lin Jiayan and the others have deprived you of your spell, what else have they taken away?"

Bai Ze's cold voice came, Lin Jiayan was silent for a moment and then laughed: "Luck... But... I didn't let them take away Jin An's luck..."

Bai Ze seemed to be stunned for a moment and then cursed softly: "Mad man..."

"Do you know that forcibly fighting against the blood curse is self-harm! No matter which side wins, you will..."

"I know…"

Lin Jiayan seemed exceptionally calm. He coughed and spoke with difficulty: "I promised my little rabbit..."

"I took away his luck once...it can't come back..."

"No matter what the cost, I will never let them take it away a second time..."

"This is the promise I made to him... I lied to him for more than ten years... I don't want to..."

There was a trace of red in the corner of Lin Jiayan's eyes, and then he choked up a little and said: "I don't want to lie to him anymore..."

"Lin Jiayan, are you an idiot?! You fucking..."

Mo Jinan seemed to have snatched the phone directly and then roared at Lin Jiayan: "You don't understand what I'm saying, do you? I said I don't want that stupid luck anymore! I don't want it anymore!!!"

"I've been unlucky for more than a decade... I'm used to it..."

"Lin Jiayan..."

"You big idiot... I have never seen an idiot like you in my life..."

Mo Jinan's voice was filled with tears and he suddenly choked up: "I want you..."

"Lin Jiayan, I want you... I don't want luck..."

"I don't want anything, okay... I don't want your promise either..."

"You've lied to me for so long... I'll accept it if you lie to me for the rest of my life..."

"Lin Jiayan...please don't resist what they are going to do...I beg you...don't resist..."

"I don't want anything... Even if you have nothing and become a poor bastard like me, I won't mind..."

"Tell me how you... do business... after all, you are in the business circle... how come you still lose money..."