Seeing Zhang Wushuang covering his arm, Mu Yu smiled and said, "How is it?" Did I tell you just now that attacking me will be punished, look, your hand hurts." ”

Although Mu Yu said this, Zhang Wushuang felt that it seemed that his hand was a little painful, and it didn't seem to be a big deal, so he continued to speak disapprerovingly: "Don't talk nonsense here, I'm just a little uncomfortable in my arm today, so where is the curse, I can continue to attack." ”

Zhang Wushuang didn't believe that there was really any curse, so he clenched his left hand into a fist and clenched his fist again, and hit Mu Yu.

It's just that when his fist didn't hit Mu Yu, when his left arm was frantically condensing strength, the strong force made his already atrophied muscles unable to bear it at all, and the muscles were torn apart by this force in an instant.

He didn't attack Mu Yu, the pain was dozens of times more painful than just now, and when he was still an inch away from Mu Yu, Zhang Wushuang's fist suddenly stopped, and he saw that his arm was constantly bleeding.

"What? I'm injured, is there really any retribution?" The people present subconsciously stood up, all of them very shocked.

They could be sure that Mu Yu did not make any counterattack just now, and he really let Zhang Wushuang attack him.

And at that moment, if Mu Yu could still make any small moves and hide from their eyes, they would all admire Mu Yu's ability.

But it should be unrealistic after all.

So in other words, when Mu Yu was attacked by Zhang Wushuang, Mu Yu himself had nothing to do, but Zhang Wushuang's hand had this inexplicable injury, and it seemed that it could really be as Mu Yu said, with God's protection, those who attacked him would be cursed.

When everyone was shocked, Zhang Wushuang's own heart was also quite shocked at the moment, because at this moment, he felt that his entire left hand seemed to no longer belong to him, as if he had lost consciousness.

"How could there be such a thing?" Zhang Wushuang muttered to himself, not believing that this was true at all, so he still didn't believe in evil in his heart.

"I don't believe in any curse in this world. ”

Zhang Wushuang immediately raised his leg and kicked at Mu Yu with one foot.

But before he could kick Mu Yu, the muscles in his legs were torn apart again, and the pain in his body spread all over his body again, and the whole person lost his balance and fell backwards.

This time, Zhang Wushuang couldn't hold back anymore and let out a terrible scream.

With Zhang Wushuang's screams, blood also flowed from his legs.

"It's true. Everyone was shocked by this scene, and changed from initial skepticism to half-believing.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhengfang couldn't sit still and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Wushuang, you're okay, how's it going?"

"I don't know, I just feel a lot of pain in my hands and my right leg now, and I don't know what's going on. Zhang Wushuang was a little depressed.

Fortunately, today's banquet was simulated, so the preparations were very secure, so the imperial doctor was also present, so Zhou Tianhai immediately said: "Imperial doctor, you hurry up and show Wushuang what happened to him." ”

"Okay. ”

Imperial Physician Wen Zhongxing stood up from his position and went to check on Zhang Wushuang's condition.

Mu Yu patted his clothes very easily, and then returned to his position and continued to taste it.

Seeing Mu Yu with a smile on his face and returning to his position, everyone had a bad feeling: "Is it really a curse of God, there is no way to treat it?"

Everyone didn't know if this idea was correct, so they could only wait for Wen Zhongxing's diagnosis first.

All eyes were on Wen Zhongxing and Zhang Wushuang.

Wen Zhongxing quickly came up with the results of Zhang Wushuang's diagnosis, and couldn't help but take a breath: "Hey." ”

When he saw Wen Zhongxing couldn't help but take a breath, the people next to him knew that the consequences seemed to be quite serious.

But in this way, it makes them even more curious about what happened to cause such an impact.

"Imperial Doctor Wen, what's wrong with my son?" Zhang Zhengfang couldn't wait to speak, Wen Zhongxing's cool breath made him panic.

"Alas. Wen Zhongxing sighed, and then slowly spoke, "Ling Gongzi's current state is very bad, he has a very serious muscle atrophy all over his body, and his physical physique was completely destroyed in that moment just now, if this effect continues, then Ling Gongzi will become an ordinary person who can't continue to cultivate in this life." ”

"What?"

Zhang Wushuang immediately stared at Wen Zhongxing with wide eyes, there was no way to accept this diagnosis and treatment result at all: "Imperial Doctor Wen, don't make fun of me, how could such a situation happen to me." ”

If he becomes a wasted person, Zhang Wushuang will be completely abolished, how can he allow such a thing to happen.

Not to mention that Zhang Wushuang can't accept it, Zhang Zhengfang can't accept it either, for him, just such a son, if he becomes a waste, this is tantamount to a blow to him like a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.

"Imperial Doctor Wen, you really don't want to joke, I can't afford to joke, you must have been lying to me just now, right?"

"I'm really not kidding, Ling Gongzi's muscles have really been severely atrophied, and there is no way to treat it with medication. So ......"

Wen Zhongxing's words were not finished, but the meaning of his words was very clear, there was no way to treat it with medicine, so if you wanted to recover, you could only ask Mu Yu.

In this way, the person next to him couldn't help but take a breath: "It's actually made into waste again, it's ......"

The people present were really speechless.

Whether it is Wan Yuan Hao or the people who have been fucked by Mu Yu before, without exception, they have become waste, and God seems to have a soft spot for Mu Yu.

Since Wen Zhongxing said so, the people present could only accept this reality.

Although Zhang Wushuang and Zhang Zhengfang were very angry because Mu Yu was traumatized like this, at this time they had to ask Mu Yu when this negative effect would be lifted, and his posture must be low enough.

Zhang Wushuang showed an embarrassed smile on his face, and asked: "Mu Yu, I believe it a little now, so can I ask, when will the negative effects on my body be lifted? You should have a little bit in your heart, after all, when you were with the general, didn't you also promise three months?"

Zhang Wushuang felt that since Mu Yu could promise the general at that time, there must be some way to know when this effect would be lifted, and even Mu Yu might be able to lift it.