Jun Wuchen couldn't help but be slightly startled, "What is that?"
"On the little fox's nine-tailed shadow, I saw a black-red light, which turned into a strange mark on it."
Yun Luo frowned and said, "The mark gave me a very bad feeling, and it was very deep. It felt like it was carved into Xiao Mo's body. But when I checked Xiao Mo later, there were no traces.
I don’t know if I saw it wrong..."
Although it was impossible to determine whether it was true or false, when he saw the mark, Yun Luo suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of fear in his heart.
It's like being locked by some terrible energy in the dark, which makes people feel chills running down their spines.
Her intuition told her that there must be something weird about this mark!
Jun Wuchen's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and his smiling eyes were shrouded in frost, with a sharp edge: "What kind of mark is it?"
"I can't tell. It looks weird. I've never seen it before." Yun Luo said. An idea flashed in his mind. He looked at the layout of the room and hurried to the desk by the window.
Jun Wuchen immediately understood and followed her to the desk.
The desk is covered with clean rice paper and an inkstone, and brushes lined up from large to small are hung on the pen holder.
Yun Luo took one casually, dipped it into the ink stand, leaned over and started sketching carefully.
In just a moment, a very strange imprint pattern appeared on the paper, lifelike.
Yun Luo put down the brush and handed the paper to Jun Wuchen at the table: "That's it."
Jun Wuchen took the paper and looked at it, his thin lips tightened instantly, and his eyes seemed like a storm was about to come, "Sure enough..."
"Do you recognize this mark? So I saw it wrong?"
Yun Luo's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly, "What on earth is this? What is it used for?"
There was a layer of ice in Jun Wuchen's purple eyes, and his voice was cold. It took him a while to escape from the words: "This is a divine curse."
"God's curse? What do you mean?!" Yun Luo was horrified.
This word doesn't sound like a good thing.
More importantly, it appeared on Xiao Mo and even penetrated deeply into his demon elixir.
This made her even more uneasy than having it engraved on Yun Luo herself, and she couldn't help but look at Jun Wuchen in surprise.
Jun Wuchen was silent for a long time.
Suddenly, he clenched his slender and powerful fingers, and dazzling deep purple thunder fire spurted out, instantly burning the rice paper with the mark in his hand into ashes.
Pieces of ash fell to the ground.
Yun Luo was suddenly stunned, "What did you do? Why did you burn it?"
"This thing can't be spread. Luo'er, you'd better forget it completely and don't draw it again, even here..."
Jun Wuchen's eyes were cold and he tapped Yun Luo's head with his slender, jade-like fingers, "Don't think about it anymore!"
"Why?" Yun Luo blurted out with confusion.
What exactly is a divine curse?
Is it a good thing or a bad thing?
Why should she forget it completely? Not even think about it in her mind?
Yun Luo was puzzled.
But for some reason, Jun Wuchen, who was usually very willing to answer her questions, seemed to be very secretive at the moment, obviously unwilling to tell her too much.
He just said lightly: "In short, this is not a good thing, so don't touch it. I will handle this matter."
"What are you going to do?" Yun Luo quickly walked around the desk and stopped him.
Jun Wuchen did not answer, but slightly raised the corners of his lips, looking no different from usual: "Don't worry, it's just a small matter, I will take care of it."