Mo Zhuyue felt that the atmosphere seemed a little strange, and petals began to float intermittently from the sky. Those petals turned out to be white chrysanthemums.
Chrysanthemums have been used to commemorate the dead or to offer sacrifices since ancient times. At this time, chrysanthemums actually floated in the sky. What is wrong with this?
Mo Zhuyue had a vague feeling in her heart that she had a bad premonition.
"Hahahaha..." Princess Jingjing laughed wildly with her invisible eyes. The blood in her laughing eyes was very scary. If you have a weak heart and saw it, you would probably be scared out of your mind: "Hahaha... I am Princess Jingjing.
, at the cost of sacrificing the blood of the Witch Clan Princess and imprisoning her soul, she cursed Demon Zhuyue, and cursed her and Cang King not to be together in all their lives, one life, one death, eternal life, not being able to be together, eternal life, being unable to love each other.
The torture of being together!”
Mo Zhuyue was shocked and wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
Suddenly, hundreds of millions of chrysanthemums gathered around Princess Jingjing, wrapping her little body. There was only the fragrance of chrysanthemums in the air.
"Hahaha... Mo Zhuyue, Long Canghao, do you think you will win like this? Hahaha... I will watch you in hell, watch you suffer the torture of reincarnation, watch you live forever.
The torture of not being able to be together, the pain of seeing you love each other but being separated, the pain of seeing the one you love die but being powerless, love each other! Fall in love! When the curse is effective, it will be the time when your flesh and blood will be separated."
The chrysanthemums swirled in the air, and then slowly disappeared. In front of them, there was the figure of Princess Anjing. Except for the fragrance of chrysanthemums, there was nothing else in the air.
Mo Zhuyue and Long Canghao felt as if their hearts were stabbed by something at the same time, as if something had fallen into their bodies.
Mo Zhuyue and Long Canghao had never lost their composure at this moment, nor did they feel as helpless as they did at this moment. They could only look at each other blankly, but their hearts seemed to be thousands of meters away.
"Hahaha... I, Princess Jingjing, sacrificed the body and blood of the Witch Clan Princess and imprisoned her soul. At the cost of imprisoning her soul, I cursed Mo Zhuyue. I cursed her and King Cang not to be together for the rest of their lives. One person will live and the other will die. They will live forever and never be together.
Together, for eternity and eternity, suffering the torture of being in love and not being able to be together..."
"Hahaha... Mo Zhuyue, Long Canghao, do you think you will win like this? Hahaha... I will watch you in hell, watch you suffer the torture of reincarnation, watch you live forever.
The torture of not being able to be together, the pain of seeing you love each other but being separated, the pain of seeing the one you love die but being powerless, love each other! Fall in love! When the curse is effective, it will be the time when your flesh and blood will be separated."
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Princess Jingjing's vicious words circled in their ears, and both Mo Zhuyue and Long Canghao were covered in cold sweat!
Princess Jingjing turned out to be the princess of the Wu clan, what on earth is going on!
The sacrifice just now was to curse Mo Zhuyue and Long Canghao at the cost of having their souls imprisoned and never be reincarnated for eternity. I have to say that Princess Jingjing was too cruel. She was cruel to herself and to Mo Zhuyue and Long Canghao.
Even more ruthlessly, she left no escape route for herself, Mo Zhuyue and the others!