Deadly Game: A Prosperous Love with Leng Shao

Chapter 743 Do you remember who you are?
If he killed Ning Ke with his own hands, what would happen to this man?If he killed the woman he loved with his own hands, he would definitely collapse!

In fact, to destroy a person, it is not necessary to kill him, it is enough to destroy the most beautiful thing in his heart. To deal with Huang Ye, using Ning Ke is the best way.

"From the first time I saw you, I had a hunch that you are not an ordinary woman. I didn't expect you to be so valuable. Anyway, you would be worse off alive than dead, so it doesn't matter if you get hurt again before you die. Poor girl."

Dongfang Yue finished speaking without much sympathy, walked out of the room, and walked to the wing on the other side.

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The woman lying in the room here is Feng Sha. She fell into a coma. Beside the bed was a strangely dressed man in a long mandarin jacket who lit bottles of incense around her. There were some long needles stuck on the top of the woman's head, her brows were frowned in pain, her face was distorted.

Dongfang Yue looked at her with strange eyes, not a cynical smile, but a bewildered expression like mist.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the man in the mandarin jacket stopped reading and put away the long needle. Only then did Feng Sha's expression slowly return from pain to calm.

Then, about a quarter of an hour later, she woke up leisurely, her eyes blank.

And during this long time, Dongfang Yue has been sitting patiently and waiting.

The man in the mandarin jacket saluted him respectfully: "Looking at her unconscious reaction in her deep sleep just now, the old man believes that she has remembered a lot, otherwise it wouldn't be so painful."

Several days of acupuncture stimulation and hypnotherapy did the trick.

Dongfang Yue nodded, unable to tell if he was in a happy mood: "Master, are there really ghosts and spirits in this world?"

The old mage nodded in awe: "Gods and ghosts are unpredictable, but they really exist. The old man has also raised little ghosts and done bowing heads. I firmly believe in this."

"Then, can this kind of spell really work?" He looked at the woman on the eye bed.

"The soul can be transferred, and it can also be reversed naturally. It is like being possessed by ghosts and gods. It is not impossible for the soul to return to the original body."

"What if it fails?" He lowered his eyes and spoke lightly.

"Naturally, the soul flew away and disappeared completely in this world."

"Go out!" Dongfang Yue waved his hand, and the mage walked out.

Dongfang Yue walked to the bed, and looked at Fengsha whose eyes were open and completely dazed.

"Do you remember who you are?"

"...No." Feng Sha stared at him viciously, her pale face was full of anger, she was tortured by an inexplicable sorcerer these days, and she was in extreme pain.

All this is thanks to the man in front of him, his hobbies are becoming more and more unbearable.

Dongfang Yue sneered a few times: "If you can't remember, you won't be able to find your original body. It is said that when casting spells, the closer your body is, the higher the success rate, and you are not afraid of dying."

Feng Sha bit her lip: "This kind of thing is absolutely impossible, if you bring this kind of magic stick over, it will only kill us."

Dongfang Yue snorted: "This one is the most famous master in the industry. If the soul can really be transferred, then only he is the most likely to do it."

"It's inexplicable, we are all living well now, why do these weird things, I don't want to be killed by you."

(End of this chapter)