The first thousand two hundred and sixty-ninth chapters kill the blood magic curse
Going upstairs, Tang Wulin quickly walked to the room with a tray in hand, opened the door with his tiptoes, and walked in while saying: "Mom, I'm back. Let's see what you like to eat..."
When he opened the door and entered, Tang Wulin quickly softened his voice because he saw his mother lying quietly on his father's body, seemingly asleep again.
Mom is still too tired!
He gently placed the food plate in his hand on the table nearby. As soon as he finished this action, his body suddenly stiffened.
Isn’t that right? Even when sleeping, mother’s breath shouldn’t be so weak!
The next moment, he almost teleported to Lang Yue's side and helped his mother up.
Langyue's body is soft, her skin is pale, without any blood. What's even more shocking is that there is a strange line on her forehead. The line is dark red and looks like a ghost face, and that ghost face
It seemed to be alive, constantly squirming, and looked indescribably ferocious.
Not only Lang Yue, but Tang Ziran also had the same lines on his forehead. His complexion, which seemed to have improved in the morning, had obviously declined.
"No, no, no!" A strong sense of panic instantly poured into Tang Wulin's heart. His mental power burst out like a blowout, and he found Holy Spirit Douluo who was meditating in the room almost instantly.
In just two breaths, a white halo appeared in the room. No need for Tang Wulin to explain. As soon as Yali arrived, she felt the changes in Lang Yue and Tang Ziran. Both hands reached out at the same time, each with a layer of
A soft white halo touched the foreheads of Tang Ziran and Lang Yue respectively.
The bloody lines on the foreheads of Lang Yue and Tang Ziran suddenly seemed to come alive, and they opened their ferocious mouths, as if they wanted to bite the Holy Spirit Douluo's palm.
Yali's face changed drastically, and she exclaimed in surprise: "He was killed by the blood demon, but he is still alive?"
Tang Wulin said eagerly: "Your Majesty, what is the blood curse? Are my parents okay?"
Yali did not answer Tang Wulin's words. Her face became extremely serious. She placed her hands in front of her chest. Suddenly, a white field enveloped Tang Wulin's family.
Tang Ziran and Lang Yue both had a layer of holy light on their bodies. The layers of white halo gradually glowed with gold, impacting the bloody lines on their heads and stabilizing their blood at the same time.
Tang Wulin stood aside and watched. He was indeed not good at curing diseases and rescuing people. He could only use signs to catch up with the most powerful healing titled Douluo in front of him.
The lines on the ferocious ghost face suddenly changed, and the original terrifying appearance suddenly turned into a smiling face, a bloody smile, and on top of that smiling face, it was full of ridicule, as if it was mocking Holy Spirit Douluo for overestimating his own abilities.
Similar.
"Ah, ah!"
Lang Yue and Tang Ziran screamed almost at the same time, and a puff of blood spurted out from their seven orifices almost at the same time.
Tang Wulin was horrified, but at this moment, he felt for the first time the feeling of being unable to use his power. The pain was indescribable. It seemed that no matter how much he paid, no matter how much he hoped to help, he just couldn't help.
He couldn't use any strength at all. This feeling made him go crazy with pain.
"Suppress!" Holy Spirit Douluo shouted angrily, and a huge angel image appeared behind her. The angel behind her was somewhat similar to Le Zhengyu's, but instead of having six wings, it had eight wings. There was no gold, and the whole body was as white as snow.
, a beautiful face with endless compassion.
The wings spread out behind them, and circles of soft white light quickly poured into the bodies of Tang Ziran and Lang Yue, weakening the gushing energy and blood from their seven orifices.
At this moment, the blood-colored runes on Tang Ziran and Lang Yue's foreheads spoke almost at the same time, and a voice came out.
"Yali, is it you? Yun Ming is dead, but you are still alive. I have always longed for your soul and body. Just like you and him destroyed my body back then. You tried to save people from me.
?My blood curse kill only requires a drop of blood essence, and it will definitely make people irreversible. Not to mention you, even if Yun Ming is resurrected, it is impossible to stop me! I will wait for you if you do bad things for me.
One day, you will become my blood servant."
The two blood-colored runes suddenly seemed to melt and disappeared quickly, but the bodies of Tang Ziran and Lang Yue turned red almost instantly. They opened their eyes almost at the same time, but their eyes were full of blood.
"Dad, Mom!" Tang Wulin roared in pain and held his parents' hands tightly.
Sweat was already overflowing from Holy Spirit Douluo's forehead, and the white halo poured into Tang Ziran and Lang Yue's bodies more and more violently, but it could only slightly suppress the blood in their bodies.
"Quick, tell them if you have anything to say. I can only let them wake up temporarily." Yali's eyes showed strong anger, but also helplessness and pain.
This blood curse is too powerful to kill. The most important thing is that Tang Ziran and Lang Yue must have blood essence in each other's hands. And that person's cultivation is higher than hers. If they are two soul masters, she
There are still some ways. After all, the soul master's body is much stronger, but there is nothing she can do for two ordinary people. Tang Ziran and Lang Yue's physical condition is really bad.
"No, no, Your Majesty, please, please save them." Tang Wulin begged, his voice trembling.
Yali closed her eyes in pain. She had tried her best. Although she could still use more powerful abilities, Na was definitely not something that the current Tang Ziran and his wife could bear.
"Child, don't force yourself to do so, it's your life!" A familiar voice sounded very clearly.
Tang Wulin looked up and saw his father's eyes that had turned into blood.
Although Tang Ziran's eyes were scary, they were full of gentleness. He held the hand of his wife beside him, with a faint smile on his face, "Actually, a few days ago, I had a premonition that they were probably going to
I was killed and silenced. At that time, I was already in despair. But I didn’t expect that God would favor us so much and that we would be able to see you again before we died.”
"Son, you have grown up. You are taller and more handsome than your father when he was young. My father and mother are very happy to see you grow up and become a talent. Don't be sad, okay? It has really been hard on you these years.
.Actually, when we left you more than ten years ago, I already had a hunch that maybe we would never see each other again. At that time, I left a message saying that you must at least cultivate to Soul Saint before coming to us. In fact, it was not
An encouragement for you."
"Just like your father told you when you were a child, in this world, the only person you can completely rely on and trust is yourself. The same will be true in the future. You have to be strong and protect yourself. Dad, mom only wants you
Live happily."
"Dad—" Tang Wulin burst into tears. Looking at the surprisingly calm faces of his parents in front of him, his body was trembling violently.
The silver dragon scales containing the Ice God Pearl on its chest continued to emit layers of cold breath and poured into his body, but it still couldn't suppress the fluctuations in his mood at this time.
"Linlin, don't be sad. Before we leave, there are two things I must tell you. You must listen carefully. They are both very important." Tang Ziran's voice became serious, perhaps because he was about to leave this world.
, at this time, he actually had an invisible majesty appearing on his body.
Tang Wulin's sadness was slightly suppressed, "Dad..."
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Don't blame me for abusing Wulin, I didn't mean to do it... This is the need for plot development. Let's wait and see the next chapter. There will be twists and turns that will shock you. Ahem, Wulin, I'm sorry for you...
