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Chapter 28 The Seven Days Curse of Mourning the Soul!

The video quality is extremely clear!

in the room.

Dongfang Xuan was sitting upright, holding the blue jade wall in both hands, staring at the live broadcast room with a pair of star-like eyes with interest. Between his eyebrows, there was a strong expectation.

wow~

When the video is opened, the picture is zoomed in from far.

I saw that the place presented in the video is Jingyue Ancient City, and the specific location is in a luxurious and luxurious attic...

"Is this the first floor?"

Looking at the signboard in the center of the attic in the video, Dongfang Xuan became more and more curious.

The first floor belongs to the Kyushu Chamber of Commerce!

It is located in the center of Jingyue Ancient City, integrating leisure, entertainment, and service for various industries.

At this time, seeing that the place in the video was the first floor, Dongfang Xuan couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

"What exactly is this video trying to convey?"

He doesn't know yet.

no way!

Just keep watching...

wow~

As the video continues to advance, it finally gets to the point.

A quaint room!

Through the screen as thin as a cicada's wings, a few figures could be vaguely seen.

"It looks like a wonderful show is about to be staged..."

Dongfang Xuan was a little excited.

A pair of eyes staring at the screen without blinking!

For fear of missing any details...

boom!

However, at this moment, an extremely sharp smashing sound suddenly sounded from behind the screen.

Take a closer look!

I saw that a jade teacup was smashed to pieces...

At the same time, the angry voice of a young man came from behind the screen.

"I'm not going! I want revenge!"

"That damn bastard, humiliated me in front of everyone's eyes, and made me humiliated. If I don't smash that bastard to ashes, how will I look up to be a man in the future?"

"Uncle Li, try to help me, make sure that Dongfang Xuan's bastard will die without a place to be buried..."

A roar full of hatred sounded from the video.

Hearing this, Dongfang Xuan frowned.

The more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong!

"This voice... seems to be familiar, where have you heard it before?"

"Right, yes..."

Boom!

Dongfang Xuan just thought of something.

However, at this moment, I saw a fierce fist rush out, directly smashing the screen, revealing the true face of the man behind.

As expected!

Sure enough, it was Lin Yuchen!

At this time, besides him, there was an old man in green clothes with cold eyes, and a mysterious man in a black cloak who couldn't see his face clearly.

"Lin Yuchen?"

"Is it possible that the video pushed to me by the live broadcast room is a live broadcast video? That is to say, what I see now is what Lin Yuchen and the others did?"

Dongfang Xuan's eyes widened.

The avenue live room, once again, made him feel magical and heaven-defying.

"Hmph, I'm here to see what you guys are going to do..."

Snorted coldly.

Dongfang Xuan folded his arms around his chest and watched calmly.

Although it's not the kind of private video that he imagined, but what the video shows has something to do with him.

Obviously, Lin Yuchen was conspiring against him!

As for how to do it, you have to watch it to find out...

...

first floor!

Lin Yuchen didn't know, and Dongfang Xuan saw all the words and deeds of herself and others.

At this point, all he had was anger and hatred.

Infinite anger!

Endless hatred!

If possible, he would like to slash Dongfang Xuan with thousands of knives, and then smash his bones into ashes to vent his hatred...

"Uncle Li, are you saying something, give me an idea?"

"Today, in this ancient city of Jingyue, I have suffered humiliation and torture, and even the face and majesty of our Zhenbei Houfu have been trampled down."

"I must kill Dongfang Xuan at all costs and costs!"

Lin Yuchen roared viciously.

Look grim!

Seeing his appearance, Li Baisu's face became more and more gloomy.

Thousands of murderous intentions burst out from the old eyes...

"Three Young Masters, the reason why I brought people here this time is not only to bring you back to the Hou residence, but also to kill Dongfang Xuan."

"However, that guy didn't know what good fortune he got, and his strength became so powerful in the blink of an eye. Even Yu Canghai, who was in the middle stage of Dao Palace, was beaten to death by him."

"His strength is no less than the peak of Dao Palace!"

"In order to kill him, I invited Mr. Yin over..."

What?

Mr. Yin is here?

Hearing Li Baisu's words, the angry Lin Yuchen noticed the mysterious person in the corner not far away. His eyes were full of surprise and inexplicable fear.

He has also heard of Mr. Yin in the Houfu!

It is said that Yin Tianjue is a strong man invited by his father Zhenbeihou from the Kyushu palace, and temporarily sits in the Tianpeng family for a while.

This person is extremely mysterious, and his methods are even more bizarre and unpredictable.

There is always a cold and evil aura on his body, which makes people dare not approach...

For him, Lin Yuchen is also at a distance!

He didn't expect that Mr. Yin actually came over in person today...

"Please help me sir!"

thump~

Lin Yuchen bowed to the ground.

In this regard, Yun Tian absolutely had no expression on his face, just glanced at him coldly.

"How do you want him to die?"

"Well, naturally the more miserable, the better!"

"Can!"

Cloudy nodded.

shuh~

I saw him wave his hand, and a black gloomy wind whistled past.

Immediately afterwards, an ancient and evil altar appeared in the room...

"According to you, if Dongfang Xuan can engrave the Wishing Stele, then this person obviously has luck and strength. If he wants to kill him, he can only use extraordinary means."

"I have a terrifying curse that originated in ancient times, called: Seven Days of Mourning Soul Curse, as long as the name of the other party is branded on the altar, the curse can be performed."

"This kind of curse, once cast, will never be solved!"

"It only takes seven days, and that person will lose his soul, and he will never be born again..."

Cloudy said without any emotion.

Seven Days of Death Curse?

Hearing this, Lin Yuchen was overjoyed.

This is what he wants!

"Since that's the case, please cast a curse quickly, sir, and curse Dongfang Xuan to death..."

he pleaded impatiently.

However, there was absolutely no action on the cloudy day.

"Third Young Master, there is no free lunch in the world. If you want to get something, you have to give something. You want me to curse Dongfang Xuan for you? Yes!"

"However, after success, I need one thing from you..."

Having said this, Yin Tianjue suddenly turned around, and a pair of cold eyes fell on Lin Yuchen.

Look at him creepy!

"What do you want sir?"

Lin Yuchen tried her best to keep her calm.

However, there is still an inexplicable panic deep in my heart...

"I want you to live thirty years!"

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out.

What?

Thirty years of life?

Hearing this, whether it was Lin Yuchen or Li Baichao who was beside him, his eyes widened immediately, and both their faces showed a look of horror at the same time.

"Mr. Yin, can you accommodate..."

"I promise!"

Li Baisu still wanted to ask for mercy, but Lin Yuchen agreed first.

For revenge, he can give anything!

Even its own life!

"Three Young Masters, you..."

"Please cast a spell, sir!"

Ignoring Li Baishao's dissuasion, Lin Yuchen pleaded again.

Hearing this, Yin Tianjue nodded.

wow~

He didn't hesitate, and immediately set his eyes on the altar.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his hand and took out a pitch-black bone staff, and began to mutter something in his mouth. At the same time, a pair of dry, bark-like palms kept forming strange seals.

Boom!

As he continued to cast the curse, the originally silent altar suddenly burst into a strange blood light, and then, three ancient characters slowly condensed on the surface of the altar.

Impressively: Dongfang Xuan!

In addition, there is a mysterious puppet above the altar.

call out!

When the blood on the altar was so intense, Yun Tianjue's palm suddenly stretched out, took out a talisman that exudes an ancient evil aura, and stuck it on the puppet's eyebrows.

Immediately, a strange black light flashed away.

First, he fell into the puppet, then rushed out and merged into the void...

(End of this chapter)