Death Spell

Chapter 171

The room was filled with the smell of blood. After Anya's illness, Sang Xie helped her bleed and drink the blood. After a whole day of tossing, Anya's body didn't get better until it was dark.

"If your body continues like this, even Purple Youtan will find it difficult to maintain." Sang Xie said, lit the oil lamp, sat aside, opened a pack of blood and poured it into a teacup, and took a sip gracefully.

Le Wenyao sat opposite with a worried face, watched Sang Xie drink blood and pursed her lips like drinking tea, glanced at the pale Anya, and asked, "What's the matter with the sorceress's body, and there is no way to cure it? "

"Of course." Sang Xie's mouth was blushing, she put down her teacup, lightly brushed the tip of her tongue, and said meaningfully: "But the only way to cure it is to use the flowing warm blood of the host...to baptize."

"Use... the blood of the forensic doctor's sister?" Le Wenyao's eyes had been attracted by the interaction between Sang Xie's lips and teeth, but she was distracted by these words. Will it be life-threatening?"

"Don't listen to her nonsense." Anya propped herself up and leaned against the head of the bed. "Although the host's blood is good, it is not omnipotent after all. Just find someone to temporarily suppress the curse in my body, it will be fine."

"You mean Netherworld?" Sang Xie raised her eyebrows and asked.

"You Ming is good at using Gu, but I'm afraid it's just a simple restraint, and it can't be completely suppressed." Anya said truthfully.

"It's also... to suppress the curse in your body, it must..." Sang Xie's face paused, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he carefully pondered the implication of her words. How many kinds are there?The brows were raised slightly, and he asked back: "If I don't talk about looking for the blood of the host, are you not going to tell me that there is such a person, or are you saying... there will be some kind of danger for you to find this person?"

Anya coughed twice, and the corners of her pale lips curled up: "It's not that I'm in danger, it's you. So... I don't need to go at all, and I don't need the blood of the host. I think Nether can help me survive."

Not to mention someone as smart as Sang Xie, even Le Wenyao could hear some contradictions in Anya's context.

Sang Xie sneered: "Hold on... how long can you hold on, is it possible that you asked the princess to bring Tang Song here just to say goodbye to her?"

"...Sorceress!?"

Le Wenyao couldn't understand these words.

Seeing Anya's expressionless face, Sang Xie was a little annoyed, but slightly startled: "The people you're talking about... are Zhao Yu and Ling Yu?"

Le Wenyao, who was sitting across from him as if she was watching a play, said "Huh?", raised her hand and scratched the corner of her eyes, "Could you stop talking like this, and what are you talking about that I don't understand? Mistress... you To be honest, are you really about to lose your hold?"

"That's not the case. At most, I just need to sleep for a while." Anya's complexion was snow-white, but the light in her eyes gave off a very calm aura. Facing Sang Xie, she said lightly: "I have experienced a lot in these years. So many things... have survived, I believe I will do it this time, you believe me."

"Believe you?" Sang Xie smiled lightly, staring at the ground slightly, with a hint of coldness, "I also want to believe you, if it wasn't for the existence of Zi Youtan, you might be dead now. I counted you The time of the onset of the disease was the full moon before, and now it is only half a month before you have the disease, I think if it is the full moon again, I am afraid that even a purple dark cloud will not be able to save you, how long do you want to keep it from me?"

From the conversation just now, she knew that from the very beginning, Anya knew that Nether could not completely suppress her curse.

That being the case, what exactly does she want to do?

"It's not that I deliberately concealed it from you. After all, there are very few people whose zombies are cursed by the wolf tribe. I only noticed the abnormality in my body when I became ill recently." Anya raised her eyebrows, but her tone was extremely peaceful, "You know I won't hurt you. Tang Song, let alone let you take risks for me, you are all my close relatives, how can I see that you have something to do, but I can't do anything?"

Sang Xie lowered her eyebrows and said nothing.

But Kele Wenyao couldn't sit still, even if she couldn't keep up with the rhythm of these two people, she still understood the meaning of these words.

If Anya is allowed to survive, does one have to sacrifice?Le Wenyao didn't dare to think about it, and even thought it was absurd, repeating it endlessly in her heart, she must have thought too much.

"Sorceress!" Le Wenyao couldn't sit still and came to Sang Xie. She wanted to confirm what she wanted to know, her eyes flashed, "Who is the person who can save the witch? Does it have anything to do with you?"

Sang Xie looked at Le Wenyao carefully, and fell into deep thought again, recalling the things she didn't want to recall.

"It's a pair of sisters, but they have the same body but different souls. In modern terms, they are split personalities. During the day, my sister is Zhaoyu, and at night, my sister is Lingyu. Every full moon night, I will switch. During the day, I am my sister, and at night. It's my sister."

"There are such strange people?" Le Wenyao narrowed her eyes, "Then...are they human?"

It can solve the troubles of the witch, even if it is a human, it should not be an ordinary person, right?

"...It's human, but it has ten times the life expectancy of ordinary people." Anya took the words and continued: "However, Zhao Yu cast his soul like an idiot back then, and almost regarded human souls as objects. Killed by Sang Xie... Lingyu understood what Sang Xie did, and felt ashamed of her sister, so she used the soul casting technique to fuse with her own soul, and this is what happened today."

"Where are they now?" Sang Xie glanced at Le Wenyao and took the opportunity to ask.

Anya didn't answer right away, but put her head back on the jade pillow and closed her eyes.In his heart, he secretly lamented Sang Xie's intelligence, with just a little clue, he could quickly connect all the things together.Thinking back to those years, why did Sang Xie kill Zhao Yu?Isn't it because Zhao Yu has a pair of yin and yang eyes, and accidentally caught Zhuo Yao's soul?...

The host's soul has its own curse. For a soul master, even such a crippled soul is worth as much as a mortal's hundred souls.

If she went to them rashly, it would be fine if she met Ling Yu, but if she met Zhao Yu instead... Anya didn't dare to think about it.

After all, the curse seal on Le Wenyao was involved, and Anya was worried that Sang Xie would do something difficult to deal with.

The scene was silent for a moment.

After a while, Sang Xie was a little impatient and sat there like this. Before she frowned, she saw Anya opened her eyes and sighed softly: "Even if I haven't seen you, I know that you are in a difficult mood at this moment. Sang Xie ...After we meet Nether, shall we have a long-term plan?"

It was already dark, and Sang Xie looked at Anya's face by the moonlight, straightened up and said calmly: "It's too early to say anything, just wait for them to come. If You Ming can't help it, I have my own way to find them."

Anya closed her eyes and remained silent for a while, then shook her head, and whispered, "... Sang Xie."

"You take a good rest. Wen Yao must be hungry if she hasn't eaten much all day. I'll get her something to eat." Sang Xie didn't stay any longer, and left the room with Le Wenyao who still had a lot of questions to ask.

Anya knew Sang Xie's temper, and heard the sound of footsteps fading away, she let out a long sigh.

Maybe this is fate.

Le Wenyao was dragged by Sang Xie until she returned to the room, she rarely saw Sang Xie's expression, and asked: "Demon girl, although I don't know what secret words are being exchanged between you, but I know, you killed me!" Her sister, even... Even if she doesn't hate, she will have resentment. And her sister is still living in another way, so she won't save the witch, right? Why, you guys look worried? Wait a few days for the forensic doctor Elder sister is here...and that person called You Ming, the witch's body can solve the problem, right?"

Le Wenyao told the truth, if it was her, no matter how many things her sister did wrong, not seeking revenge on the murderer would be the biggest concession, how could she still help?

As for the host's blood, although she still doesn't understand it very well, she still remembers what Sang Xie once said, it is very precious.Maybe drinking some will solve most of the problems?But after she thought about it, Le Wenyao noticed that the expression of the person in front of her was slightly gloomy, which made her think of something she didn't want to think about, and she didn't dare to think about it.

Seeing Le Wenyao's uneasy expression, Sang Xie raised his hand to cover her cheek, looked at her carefully, and said quietly: "Zombies are bloodthirsty, and Wen Yao should understand this. But Ke Ya used her willpower to read this It is her talent to want to suppress a dispensable habit, but everything is a double-edged sword. If the curse of the wolf clan in her body is not washed once, the bloodthirsty habit she has suppressed for many years, It will be out of control, and the consequences... unimaginable."

At that time in Xiaoyao Valley, she was anxious to send Le Wenyao away, and she was also worried about this.

Le Wenyao: "..."

Sang Xie looked at Le Wenyao, frowned, and smiled faintly: "Even if Tang Song is willing to sacrifice herself now, what about after Ya gets well? Will she bear the pain of losing Tang Song? The consequences are the same... I just said There is only the blood of the host, but... it is a bad idea. We have to find another way to avoid the blood of the host and baptize the sinful soul."

"The soul of evil...?"

"The so-called longevity is nothing more than a vicious curse. Compress this cycle of reincarnation into one lifetime." Sang Xie looked at Le Wenyao wearily, and sighed softly: "Life and death may be fixed, but longevity is not. It is an invisible torture. It will make you watch the people around you grow old and leave one by one, but you can only use longevity in exchange for a lifetime of loneliness. Isn't this... God's fairness? Punishment The sinful soul under this curse..."

Le Wenyao was stunned, and the flickering candlelight reflected Sang Xie's cold side face, giving her an indescribable feeling in her heart.People on TV, in novels, and even in movies yearn for, yearn for, and even do whatever it takes to live forever.But in the eyes of Sang Xie and Anya, Le Wenyao couldn't see a trace of longing, and even buried too much bitterness and reluctance.

"Witch..." After calling out, Le Wenyao found that she couldn't even utter a word of comfort.

Sang Xie looked at her steadily, and said softly, "Is Wen Yao hungry?"

Now even if there is a table full of Chinese people, Le Wenyao has no appetite.She was worried about the witch, the forensic sister, and even more worried about the woman in front of her.

Why can they live forever and have many abilities that ordinary people don't have?But the more this happened, the more uneasy Le Wenyao felt.As long as I think that the woman in front of me may leave me one day, or that I will leave her one day, my heart hurts badly.

She shook her head, leaned forward suddenly, and hugged Sang Xie's waist: "Demon girl, I'm not happy, I don't like this feeling."

The corners of Sang Xie's mouth curled up slightly, stroking her white hair, "Wen Yao is unhappy because she is hungry?"

"No! Before I met you, I wouldn't be like this at all..."

"I know." Sang Xie's tone was filled with unconcealable sadness, "I promise Wen Yao, for you, I will take good care of myself, let alone let them have trouble, how about it?"

Le Wenyao stood up and looked at Sang Xie with clear eyes: "Aren't you lying to me?"

"Who am I? I'm the one who made the three major families miserable." Sang Xie said confidently, "I said yes, of course I can."

Le Wenyao held Sang Xie's face seriously, and slowly stroked the corners of her eyebrows with her thumb, her expression softened slightly: "You said that."

"Then I'll go and cook something delicious for Wen Yao. You haven't eaten much all day, so you must be hungry."

"is a bit……"

"That Wenyao is waiting here, I will come soon."

Seeing Le Wenyao nodding obediently, Sang Xie left with a smile on her face. After walking out of the door, her face darkened, and she sighed softly as she looked at the moonlight above her head.She walked through the backyard and was about to enter the kitchen when Sang Xie, who heard the sound, turned her head and saw that Anya was standing behind her at some point.She was dressed in snow-white clothes without a belt, and her long ink-like hair hung down, making her look extraordinarily elegant. Her body was thin and fragile.

"Why are you up?" Sang Xie felt Anya's body trembling slightly, and immediately walked over to help her back.

Seeing that she closed the door, Anya frowned slightly, and reached out to grab Sang Xie: "Maybe you really didn't know it at first, but after knowing Zhao Yu, you have your own plan, right?"

Sang Xie lowered his eyebrows and remained silent.

"Since you know everything, you should know what the consequences will be if I go to them two!"

"Ya, why are you the same as Wen Yao? Could it be that you are not feeling well and have learned to think wildly?"

Anya frowned, and looked at her puzzled.

An indescribable smile appeared on the corners of Sang Xie's lips: "In this world, I, Sang Xie, have always been the only ones who decide other people's life and death, and it's not up to others to decide my life or death. Wen Yao is hungry, so don't worry about it, cousin."

Anya: "..."