Death Spell

Chapter 130

In the forest on the outskirts of City S, Xuan Luo brought the dying crow back to the courtyard where she lived, and threw the crow on the ground as soon as it landed.

Yinchuan knew that Xuanluo was busy and would not be here during this period of time, but knew that Xuanluo liked to grow orchids on weekdays, so Yinchuan would help her take care of these orchids carefully during Xuanluo's absence.

He didn't expect to meet this scene, he stared at the crow on the ground in doubt, and looked at Xuan Luo in puzzlement: "Master?"

"It's okay, just go and get the blood for him." Xuan Luoyan fell behind and came to the sink to wash his hands.

Yinchuan took the blood pack and handed it to the crow. After drinking five packs of blood, the crow regained his composure, leaned on the stone pillar beside him, looked at Xuan Luo, and said bitterly, "I will never let Sang Xie go!"

When Yinchuan heard Sang Xie's name, he seemed to understand something.

"Don't take responsibility for this matter." Xuan Luo turned around, saw the crow's murderous look, and said calmly: "I will take care of the child's affairs, he has other things for you to do, first Let’s cultivate here for a few days.”

The crow frowned and said, "But master, I..."

"Don't say any more." Xuan Luo raised his hand and interrupted the crow.

"Master, can you really do it for Anya?" Crow smiled.

Xuan Luo stared at the red thread wrapped around his right palm, "Among those children there is Xuan Zi's stand-in, how could I give up lightly?"

crow:"……"

"Take him in and have a good rest." After gesturing to Yinchuan, Xuan Luo walked towards the other side of the courtyard.

……

Snowflakes kept falling in the sky. Xuan Luo was wearing a single suit, leaning against a big tree with branches covered with white snow. She raised her hand and stared at the red line on her palm, and sighed softly.

"Master." Yinchuan stood aside holding an umbrella.

"My body temperature is a bit colder than this snow, what's the use of this umbrella?" Xuan Luo raised his eyebrows and stared at the inside of the umbrella, said calmly.

Yinchuan had no words.

"Time is fate, Yinchuan...you have been with me for so many years, do you think I did the right thing?" Xuan Luo looked at the white spots slowly falling in the black sky, and sighed softly.

"What the master decides is naturally right." Yinchuan responded.

Xuan Luo chuckled, then turned to look at Yinchuan, "Do you know why I saved you back then?"

Yinchuan shook his head.

"Because wolves are very loyal, so you will never betray me." Xuan Luo straightened up, seeing Yinchuan was puzzled, and said again: "It's just that you are too loyal, which caused me to do something wrong, and you think it's right , this is... not good."

"Owner?"

"Go shopping with me tomorrow." Xuan Luo walked towards the room.

Yinchuan: "Shopping?"

Xuan Luo stopped, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Well, go buy a mobile phone, you know better than me, teach me how to use it."

Yinchuan stood where he was, looking at his back, thinking he had heard wrong.

……

In Yayuan, Zhang Ning was a little awake, but found that she was lying on a very soft place. After she woke up a little longer, she could be sure that she was on the bed.

bed!

Isn't she in the company?

Feeling some numbness on her wrists, she realized that her hands were fixed by ropes, and the most exaggerated thing was that her upper body was naked...

In her mind, countless possibilities suddenly flashed through, the most likely being that she was kidnapped by a pervert!

Zhang Ning felt as if some liquid had been spilled on his bare back, and then he heard a woman's voice whispering something she couldn't understand.

It's a woman! ?

A icy cold hit his back, walking back and forth, Zhang Ning immediately tensed his nerves.She wanted to open her mouth to scold this perverted woman, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't speak.

Not only was he unable to speak, but it seemed that every joint was oozing with pain.

After An Ya drew the talisman, she cut her finger and dripped a drop of blood on Zhang Ning's back. The bright red blood seeped into it and disappeared immediately.Immediately, bulging blood vessels suddenly appeared on Zhang Ning's back, wriggling up one after another, making Tang Song on the side shocked.

At this moment, Zhang Ning couldn't care less about guessing which pervert it was, because her body was getting worse and worse, her whole body was extremely hot, and her blood vessels were swollen like they were about to explode.

Zhang Ning didn't know what was wrong, but felt a cramping pain in his abdomen, felt the rope on his wrist loosen, and lay down on the bedside inertially.

"vomit……"

With a crash, the contents of Zhang Ning's stomach vomited out uncontrollably. In the end, the whole room not only smelled bad, but she was about to vomit out bile.

After vomiting completely, Zhang Ning lay limp and motionless on the bed. Tang Song saw Anya nodded to her, and immediately stepped forward to help her cover the quilt.

"It's okay, it's okay." Tang Song raised his hand to caress Zhang Ning's messy hair, and said to himself.

Zhang Ning recognized who the voice was, and his tense nerves relaxed: "Tang Song...I feel so uncomfortable..."

"Well, I'll be uncomfortable for a while, and I'll sleep for a while when I'm tired." Tang Song comforted.

"It stinks here... I can't sleep..." Zhang Ning frowned.

Tang Song smiled helplessly: "How about changing the room?"

Zhang Ning responded weakly, and then lost consciousness.

Anya carried Zhang Ning to another room and let Tang Song take care of him first.Anya went back to that room and turned on the light, staring at the things in the basin. They were all insect eggs, some of which had even begun to hatch.

The hatching time of this bewitching Gu was faster than she thought, could it be related to the corpse aura in Zhang Ning's body?

"Ya? This is..." Sang Xie covered her mouth and nose, stood behind Anya with her eyebrows frowned, looking at the eggs in the trash can, her tone was a little surprised.

"It's something in a friend from Tang and Song Dynasties. Let's go out first. Uncle Wang will deal with it later." Anya turned and left, and the two came to the Lan Pavilion outside the bamboo forest.

Anya stood still, turned around and looked at Sang Xie with an uneasy expression: "I'm thinking about one thing, you and my two families only catch and refine souls, but have never been involved in Gu poison. Starting from the funeral love Gu that hurt Ban Nuo, We seem to have overlooked someone."

Following Anya's words, Sang Xie also thought of someone: "You Ming?"

"Yes." Anya kept her expression on her face: "This person is extremely low-key, and like Linglong, he is the prime minister's dark department. I often went to the prime minister's mansion and only saw him twice at that time. I only know that he was careless for refining blood Gu. He was bitten, half of his face was ruined, and he was always covered with an iron mask, and I have never seen him in person."

"Do you suspect that 'that person' is You Ming?" According to the previous speculation, that person may be someone close to the prime minister, which makes sense, and since You Ming is inherently cold and cold, most people who use Gu like to attack behind the scenes. Hold your breath.Coupled with the crow's reaction just now, especially the sentence "Life is better than death", Sang Xie is even more sure of the existence of Nether.Thinking of this person, she was a little dazed, recalled the past, and said lightly: "I have fought against him once, if I hadn't been immortal, I would have died in his hands. Not only is he powerful with Gu, but also It's very vicious, I'm afraid his whole body is full of Gu."

"But... among the 36 people back then, there was no Nether." Anya lowered her eyebrows, not knowing whether it was intuition or delusion, she speculated: "Although Nether's external gender is male, I always feel that Nether's arrogance is revealed in his bones, a little... ...the scent of a woman. And in Linglong's memory, it's a man, that's right, they both belong to Anbu, if it's Nether, how can they not know?"

In terms of stature, You Ming is slender and tall, because he can't see his face and is tightly wrapped, even if Sang Xie has fought against him, it is difficult to tell whether it is a man or a woman.

If the other party deliberately conceals it, it will be even more difficult.

"I really want to know, I'm afraid I'm going to use your beauty trick to spy on our Princess Wuyang." Sang Xie laughed.

Anya frowned: "You're talking nonsense."

"Okay, okay, I'm not talking nonsense, but..." Sang Xie lowered her eyebrows, and said seriously: "But, Ya, I have something to ask you."

Anya looked up at her.

"I don't care how others see me, I want to know, who am I in your eyes?" Sang Xie was surrounded by white snow, and she seemed to be a cold woman walking down from a picture scroll.

Anya admired it, and also heard what she meant, "You don't want to be my cousin."

Sang Xie: "..."

"Go back, Tang and Song will be worried for too long, not to mention some things will one day know the answer." Anya started to walk back, but suddenly stopped, "Today Tang and Song told me that next month Christmas Wen Yao intends to have a good time during the festival, so you'd better make time for it.

Sang Xie: "..."

Anya's figure moved further and further away, until she could no longer see her, a sentence drifted into Sang Xie's ears.

"Although I don't regard you as my cousin, in this world, you are my only relative..."

Sang Xie stood where she was, looking at the surrounding whiteness, and suddenly sneered, she felt that she had asked a stupid question.

The crow is indeed a villain.

Anya returned to the room and saw that Tang Song had just finished washing in the bathroom, and said softly, "Is Zhang Ning okay?"

"I have fallen asleep completely, and I just helped her to wash up briefly." Tang Song approached and found that Anya's body was covered with snow, and raised his hand to help her dust it off, "It's so snowy outside, why don't you bring an umbrella when you go out? Go take off your clothes and go wash up."

"I'm not afraid of the cold. I'm going to take a shower. If you're tired, you should rest first. It's getting late." Anya glanced at the time. It was already past one o'clock in the morning after all this trouble. After speaking, she turned and walked into the bathroom.

Seeing Anya walk into the bathroom, Tang Song shook her head helplessly, how could she sleep with so many things happening.Opened the closet, took out Anya's change of clothes from it, put them neatly aside, sat by the bed and sent a message to Tang Qing, asking her to rest there, and sent another message to Liu Xin, telling He himself has something to do tomorrow morning, so he can't go there for the time being. Then he opened the mailbox with his mobile phone and replied a few emails.

Both Tang and Song Dynasties are used to these daily routines.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Tang Song raised his eyebrows to look at her, and said, "I took out the clothes for you." After speaking, he pressed his fingers on the screen of the phone nimbly and continued to reply to the email.

Anya changed into her pajamas and sat quietly on the edge of the bed.

After Tang Song answered an email, he felt the fragrance of the woman next to him. He raised his eyebrows and put down his phone, because Anya had just finished taking a shower, even if her hair was blown by a hair dryer, it would still be a little damp, and the fragrance of shampoo would permeate her body. , Tang Song just watched, got up and went to the bathroom to take out a dry towel, came to Anya, and carefully wiped Anya's hair.

"It's so cold today, you'll get sick if you don't dry it off," Tang Song said.

Anya raised her head, stared into Tang Song's eyes, and replied, "I won't get sick."

After a while of silence, Tang Song's voice said softly, "So many things have happened recently, even if you don't get sick, I'm still worried."

"Don't worry, then I'll listen to you and dry your hair, okay?" Anya took the towel from Tang Song's hand, lowered her head, and carefully dried the damp black hair, revealing a slender and beautiful section On the neck, the hair on it slipped like seaweed.

Seeing that the towel was taken away, Tang Song sat down next to the edge of the bed and sighed: "I know I'm just worrying. You, Sang Xie and Wen Yao don't need me to worry at all, but I always make you worry..."

Anya stopped what she was doing, looked at Tang Song, and joked, "Since you're afraid of me worrying, why don't you move here and live with me?"

Tang Song frowned, his eyes darkened.

Anya knew Tang Song's concerns and personality, and she was afraid that she would take this joke seriously, or think of other things, such as worrying that she was a trouble.

Just as Anya finished brushing her hair, she held Tang Song's hand tightly, "I have no other intentions, even if you are by my side, I will worry about you, I just cherish the time with you."

Tang Song's dark eyebrows never raised, but he nodded his head slightly twice, "Well, but I'm a little tired, can we talk about this matter tomorrow?"

"Then...you go to bed early." Anya answered.

Tang Song was already lying on the bed at this time, and glanced at her: "Aren't you with me?"

Anya was slightly taken aback, she really couldn't understand this woman, even if she was familiar with her character and everything about her, she still couldn't understand her current thoughts.

"I'll put the towel back first, you sleep first." Anya got up and went to the bathroom.

Tang Song looked at Anya's back, the corners of his lips curled slightly.