Xiaobao's eyelids trembled, and finally he couldn't help it and fell into a coma completely.

And her face, which had been rosy just a moment ago, was now as pale as rice paper.

Qihuang's incredible voice came to Muyan's ears.

"The body of the fairy spirit collapsed. How is this possible?"

"You are less than ten years old and have not been infected by too much desolate energy. How could your fairy body collapse so quickly?"

…

Xiaoyao City, in Chu Moli's room.

Everyone in Xiaoyaomen gathered around.

Chu Moli took his consciousness back from Xiaobao and frowned slightly.

"Third Senior Brother, is Xiaobao hit by a [curse]?"

Muyan suppressed her nearly collapsed thoughts and spoke tremblingly word by word.

This is what Li Weiran said, if he doesn't kill him, will he regret it one day?

The murderous intention in Muyan's heart was rolling like a stormy sea.

If Li Weiran is in front of you at this time.

She would definitely not be able to help but cut him into pieces.

Chu Moli shook his head gently, "I'm not sure either."

He met everyone's anxious and doubtful eyes.

Chu Moli pondered for a moment and then said: "There are many kinds of [curses]. There are three souls and seven souls that can haunt people for life and death like gangrene attached to the bones. There are also those that will completely dissipate after achieving the purpose, leaving no trace behind.

Traces. Some are specially used to achieve certain functional goals, and some can be used repeatedly, and their functions are not much different from ordinary talismans and formations."

"There are many of these. And once the [curse] that disappears is completely hidden, I can't detect it. And because I don't know what the [curse] is, I can't think of a way to deal with it."

"You can understand the forcible lifting of the [curse] as a method of fighting poison with poison. Only by clearly knowing the characteristics and purpose of the curse that has been cast can we prescribe the right medicine. Otherwise, the effectiveness of the [curse] will only be superimposed, making Xiaobao

It’s just that you die faster.”

Chu Moli's words made everyone's hearts sink a little bit.

Muyan's heart felt like it was soaked in regret and hatred, cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, unable to rest at peace.

He knew clearly what kind of vicious pervert Li Weiran was.

She actually let her guard down.

If something really happened to Xiaobao...

Muyan suddenly stood up and walked out.

"Little junior sister, where are you going?"

Muyan closed her eyes and said slowly: "I'm going to find Li Weiran, and please all the senior brothers to guard the little treasure for me."

"We're going with you!"

"Yes, Sixth Senior Sister, let's go together to force Li Weiran to reveal what [curse] he cast on Xiaobao. Third Senior Brother will definitely be able to save Xiaobao by then."

Chu Moli frowned, as if he wanted to say something.

He always has some doubts in his mind, but he can't be confirmed.

Looking at Xiaobao on the bed again, Chu Moli didn't speak after all.

However, just when Muyan was about to walk out of the room.

Suddenly a familiar voice came from outside the house: "Muyan, are you looking for me?"

"Li-wei-ran-!!"

Muyan kicked the door open.

The Qijue Sword was unsheathed and pressed against Li Weiran's throat: "What did you do to Xiaobao?!"

Li Weiran's face was still pale at this moment.

But the smile on his face was as bright as a bright spring day.

His voice was frivolous and melodious, making people want to chop him into pieces immediately.

"Didn't Third Young Master Chu say it already? I cast a [instantaneous disappearance] curse on the little guy."

"I counted my fingers, and it seems that the time for the curse to take effect is coming soon, so I came over to take a look."

Muyan's eyes suddenly flashed with strong murderous intent.
Chapter completed!