Lei Aotian looked at the curse diary in his hand, which was equivalent to an evil spirit curse, and whoever wrote his name would die.

Thinking of a way to break this curse, it's a pity that my boy's golden body is gone, otherwise I can give it a try, hey.

"Sister Leng, can the trial break the curse of this cursed diary?" Lei Aotian asked his fiancée beside him to see if she had anything to do with the old man in the court.

But I don't think there's much hope, after all, my fiancée is still cursed by an evil god.

The Inquisition must have the power to break the curse, and it will already help his fiancée lift the curse of the evil god.

"Try to turn it over to the Inquisition, and the Inquisition will take it, and try to break the curse or reseal it. But after handing in this cursed diary, you and I can't interfere. It may be that by the time you are attacked by evil spirits, the Cursed Diary Inquisition has not yet been dealt with. It's best to figure out your own way first, there are 23 hours left, it's really not good, and then hand it over to the court, and then resign yourself to fate, sister will help you fight evil spirits! Leng Duanmeng waved the electric baton in his hand.

After hearing this, Lei Aotian decided not to hand over his fate to the obviously unreliable inquisition.

This curse diary's evil spirit curse, let's try to crack it yourself.

If you really can't crack it, just ask the cakes.

If you ask Gou Cake, agree to expose your identity, it's best not to ask.

This fat young master named Zhang Tianliang has been in the curse diary for three weeks, and he hasn't died, as long as he writes someone else's name, he can live for 24 more hours, and he can't die.

Lei Aotian picked up the armor-piercing long knife in his right hand and slashed at Zhang Tianliang's neck with a quick horizontal slash.

"Click!" The neck bones were cut off, and the fat young master's head rolled to the ground, his eyes widened, and he died directly.

Some of the family members present screamed, and the former widow's wife woke up, and after seeing her son beheaded, she got up violently and threw herself at Lei Aotian.

As soon as the cold dream electric baton was sent, the widow's wife was electrocuted again, this time the electricity was heavier, and her hair and skin were electrocuted.

Leng Xuanmeng did not relent, and directly killed the widow's wife.

Lei Aotian's plan is to kill the previous owner of the Cursed Diary and see if he can be removed from the Cursed Diary.

After the fat young master died, Lei Aotian looked at the curse diary in his hand and found that the name of the person who was in the bottom turned gray.

Lei Aotian, the Inquisitor, became the only person on the Cursed Diary who hadn't turned gray.

"Squeak, you are now the owner of the Cursed Diary, write more people's names, give their souls to me, and you will gain eternal life!" A hoarse and piercing voice appeared in Lei Aotian's mind.

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Lei Aotian sighed, he had become the owner of this cursed diary, and his name was still on the cursed diary.

There are still 23 hours left, and this evil spirit will come out to attack its owner, and I don't know if I can beat it.

Lei Aotian hesitated for a moment and took the diary back into his arms.

"The curse diary has been broken, and the mother and son have been duly punished. It is forbidden to discuss this matter again, who says, who dies! Lei Aotian shook the armor-piercing long knife in his hand.

"This is broken!" Feng 13 sighed, feeling unfinished!

Leng Xuanmeng glanced at Lei Aotian, and Lei Aotian shook his head.

"You go to the villa hall and wait for me first!" Leng Xuanmeng said to Lei Aotian and Feng Thirteen.

Lei Aotian thought that Leng Xuanmeng wanted to reap the benefits, so he left the courtyard with Feng 13 and went to the hall.

However, as soon as Lei Aotian came to the hall and sat down to drink tea, he heard a cry for help, and a cry of pain came from the courtyard.

Lei Aotian immediately got up and ran back to the courtyard and found a corpse in one place.

The two concubines from before, the maid, the guard, and the butler, now fell to the ground in the courtyard, and their hearts were pierced, and a bloody hole appeared.

The size of the blood hole was about the same as the metal rod in Leng Xuanmeng's hand.

Leng Jiemeng was squatting, wiping the blood stains on her electric baton with the clothes of a concubine's corpse.

"Why, why did you kill them all?" Lei Aotian looked at Leng Xuanmeng, and he didn't understand it a little.

"You didn't solve the hidden danger of the cursed diary, and now you have it. Outsiders who know the existence of the curse diary are better to get rid of them. Leng Xuanmeng said.

Lei Ao genius found that his fiancée was really ruthless!

Leng Xuanmeng, an infiltrator from the apocalyptic world, does not have much mercy to the ordinary people of the aborigines of the Falling Dragon Continent.

Lei Aotian thought that he, a traverser, had not yet fully adapted to the Falling Dragon Continent, and compared to Leng Xuanmeng, he was not cold-blooded enough.

"With so many corpses, can I eat them?" Feng Thirteen was on the side and licked his lips.

"No, you can't eat human corpses in the future, you can change this problem!" Lei Aotian said coldly, directly stopping Feng Thirteen's stiffness.

"You just told me to eat it!" Feng Thirteen muttered quietly.

Lei Aotian looked at the corpses in a yard and didn't want to stay anymore.

"I'll invite you to the restaurant for dinner in the evening, and I'll ask you a few plates of raw meat."

"That's fine!" Feng 13 nodded.

"You stay here, don't let outsiders in, I'll go back to the inquisition to report and have the body of this villa disposed of." After Leng Xuanmeng finished speaking, he got up and walked quickly out of the courtyard.

Lei Aotian took Feng Thirteen back to the hall of the villa to drink tea, mainly looking at Feng Thirteen, don't let her eat the corpse.

People with low strength, in this Falling Dragon Continent, it is difficult to save their lives.

Lei Aotian drank herbal tea, and his heart was a little confused at the moment.

You have to become stronger as soon as possible and become stronger.

It is no wonder that in the Imperial City, many forces and ordinary people are afraid of the Inquisition, and it makes sense.

Lei Aotian thought that his fiancée probably acquiesced to secretly leaving a curse diary.

As long as you write other people's names on it every day, you can continue to live without being attacked by the cursed evil spirits, until one day you can find a way to break the curse of the evil spirits.

"Find me a pen!" Lei Aotian said to Feng Thirteen, who was idle and bored on the side, and took out the curse diary from his arms, put it on the table, and opened it.

"Bah, the cursed diary still exists! Whose name are you going to write, don't write mine, I don't want to be disturbed by evil spirits when I sleep at night! Feng Thirteen looked at it, and went to help Lei Aotian find a pen.

A few minutes later, Lei Aotian took the pen handed over by Feng Thirteen and was ready to write his name in this cursed diary.

If he doesn't write again, there are more than 22 hours left, and the evil spirit will come to him to ask for his life.

Lei Aotian hesitated, he was not prepared to keep a curse diary all the time, and he had to write other people's names every day. This cursed diary, it can be destroyed, or it is better to destroy it.

The fat young master who shredded and burned it had already tried, and there was no way to destroy this curse diary, but it would shorten the time for the holder's curse to appear.

Lei Aotian took the pen and began to write "Dragon Emperor, Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon Empire" on the curse diary

After writing this paragraph, the curse diary shook, the black mist appeared, and on the curse diary, it automatically appeared, [Dragon Emperor, Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon Empire, 24 hours of death].

Subsequently, the time of Lei Aotian's death on the curse diary changed to 46 hours.