After a long time, Luo Bing asked again: "What about you? Will you die for him?"
Feng Yao shook his head and said with a quiet smile: "No, what's so scary about death? We still have children, and I still have to watch them grow up, get married and have children. I will remember him and love him while he is alive. What's the point of dying? What?
None, so I will not die. I will love him while I am alive. The more I live, the more I will love him. So sooner or later, my love for him will exceed his love for me. He owes me,
Of course you will give it back to me in the next life!"
Luo Bing's face instantly turned pale, and his body was trembling slightly. It was just that Feng Yao had his back to Luo Bing and could not see Luo Bing's expression.
There was a long silence in the palace. Feng Yao didn't want to think about why Luo Bing came here. If he hadn't changed, she would regard him as a friend. If he had changed, the person in her memory would also die.
Outside the palace, Zhang Ling and Nangong Jun arrived, but they were stopped by Sha Ling and others and did not go in.
"He only has one month to live, what are you going to do?" After a long time, Luo Bing asked in a low voice.
Although he still looks bad, at least his face is not as pale as before.
Feng Yao curled his fingers slightly and said in a calm voice, "Didn't you come here to tell me how to save him?"
Luo Bing's face darkened slightly and asked: "What if it's not?"
Feng Yao glanced sideways slightly, with an unknown determination under his calm eyes, "I don't know, but I think you should know."
Luo Bing was silent. He did know that Feng Yao had not changed. Even though she looked as warm as spring, she still had a side that was as cold as winter. If her bottom line was touched, all her tenderness and warmth would be gone. And now she
The untouchable reverse scale is Yu Liu.
If he appears now, he will either save him or kill him. Feng Yao naturally knows how to choose?
"He was hit by a blood curse." Luo Bing's calm and ruthless voice sounded slowly.
Feng Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Luo Bing, and asked, "Do you know him very well?"
Luo Bing's eyes flashed with darkness, and he did not answer Feng Yao directly, but said: "The blood curse uses human essence and blood as the medium. The caster uses his own essence and blood to control the person being cast to achieve certain goals. Generally,
Generally speaking, few people can withstand the blood curse, but he is an exception. His willpower is unprecedentedly strong, or he loves you too deeply, otherwise, you will be killed by him on the first midnight."
Feng Yao's eyes flashed brightly, and then he asked: "How can we break the blood curse? Kill the caster?"
Luo Bing lowered his eyes, "It was originally like this, but it doesn't work anymore!"
Feng Yao's face changed slightly, "Why?"
"You know, this world has always been like this. Whatever you gain, you lose. Although the magic is strange and powerful, every time the magic is performed, it uses one's own essence and blood as the medium. How much essence and blood can a person have? The more magic he performs, the more powerful he is.
The more, the shorter the lifespan will be. However, there are ways to collect other people's blood essence and blood to extend life, but it is always not as good as one's own blood essence and blood, because he resists when the other party performs the spell, and the other party is counterattacked by him. Although he does not die, he is still injured.
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Feng Yao's eyes lit up. He must have never expected that he would be attacked. Now that he is injured, as long as he is found as soon as possible...
"He broke the blood curse, but he injured himself, so he only has one month left to live!"
Feng Yao didn't know whether this was good news or bad news.
After breaking the blood curse, Yu Liu no longer has to live in panic every day, but he is still sick for a month. What is the difference between this and his suicide?