When I was thinking about it.

Nan Ji paused for a moment as she ate.

Then, she lowered her head and looked at the place of her heart.

The next second, his face turned pale.

She was silent, her dark eyes just staring at the place of her heart.

He was still vigorous just now, but in the blink of an eye, he seemed to have been sucked dry of his strength.

She put one hand on the chaise longue, and then grabbed it hard.

Tongzi opened

[Host, there is an unexplained force at the mouth of your heart, and that force seems to want to consume your heart. 】

Nan Ji didn't say a word, holding the chaise longue in her hand.

Then, suddenly, that power disappeared again.

Nan Ji lowered her head and slowly opened her eyes.

In the dark eyes, a touch of gloom flashed.

Just for a short moment.

Nan Jiao's front and back were already soaked.

Sweat on his forehead.

Zhu Qing next to him noticed that something was wrong with Nan Jiao, and hurriedly put the plate of peach blossom cake in his hand on the table.

Ask up

"Princess, are you alright?"

With a worried expression, he held a handkerchief as he spoke, trying to wipe the sweat off Nanji's head.

It's just that the hand hasn't touched it yet.

was grabbed by Nan Ji.

Her dark eyes lifted up, staring at Zhuqing.

didn't say a word, but Zhu Qing, who saw it, trembled in his heart.

I can't speak steadily

"Princess, princess?"

This shout seemed to bring Nan Ji back to her senses.

She shook off Zhu Qing's hand and fell on the chaise longue.

The light cyan tattoo seal on the ankle seemed to be moving again.

It's always faint, emitting a light cyan light.

The little black dragon was silent for a long time.

Finally spoke again

[Host, according to the comparison of the data, this power is basically the same as the power of the curse placed in your body. 】

Nan Ji leaned on the chaise longue.

The hand touched the tattoo on his ankle.

Curse of Imprisonment.

A curse inflicted on the worst of sin.

This curse is extremely ancient and obscure.

And there are high demands on the person who casts the spell.

The person who is cursed cannot kill anyone, nor can he have the intention of killing.

As soon as there is a murderous thought, the tattoo will be activated, making the person who has been spelled suffer from it.

Tongzi was puzzled.

The host is just eating peach blossom crisp.

Why does this force suddenly strike at the host's heart?

Because this curse is something that the host has always carried.

Sealed in the host's soul all the time.

Therefore, the little black dragon has a lot of doubts and puzzles about this curse.

The host was imprisoned in a dungeon for 10,000 years at the age of eleven.

Why?

Eleven years old······ What is the most heinous thing you can do?

Regarding these, the little black dragon tried to check the information.

However, go up to the Nine Heavens to the Abyss Demon Domain.

Pretty much any information about the host.

It's as if there is no such person in this world.

After a long time.

Tongzi plucked up the courage to ask

[Host, are you still in pain?] 】

Nan Ji opened her eyes and looked at the sky outside for a long time.

She came to her senses and sat up.

Continue to eat the peach blossom cake that you dropped on the chaise longue.

The posture is casual and careless.

It's as if the pain just now was just a dream.

Tongzi looked at the host like this.

All of a sudden, I felt distressed.

In my heart, I suddenly depicted a strong host who endured burdens, suffered hardships, was indomitable, and lived to die.

However, in the next second, I heard Nan Ji's nonchaliant voice

"You have to do your best, don't let me break this curse."

The voice fell.

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(End of chapter)