Chapter 11: Contagion

Xu Qianzhu was caught off guard, he didn't expect that the new Mo princess would suddenly do something to him.

And it's a curse mark attack!

Princess Mo is the most noble spell sealer?

Why hadn't he heard of it before?

Could it be that the intelligence is wrong?

However, he didn't have any more effort to think about what he had or didn't have, and as soon as the black-red spell mark touched his skin, it immediately began to corrode, burrowing into the flesh like a worm, creaking and gnawing.

"Ahh

Xu Qianzhu was in pain, and one hand covered his neck that was attacked by the curse mark, but he touched a hand of blood.

His pupils constricted violently.

The blood in the palm of his hand is not normal red, but mixed with black red, which looks quite permeating.

He was still arrogant just now, but now he looked at Yun Chengcheng in horror, and asked in a trembling voice, "You, what have you done to me?" ”

Cloud Allure was silent.

Just stared at him indifferently with a pair of cold eyes.

It's like looking at a lifeless corpse.

What was done?

She didn't know what her white martial spirit had done. She only knew that the presumptuous daphnia in front of her was dying.

"Don't! Leave me alone! Curse! It's a curse! ”

Xu Qianzhu was in pain, and the whole person curled up in a ball and fell to the ground.

The corroded area has spread from the left side of the neck to the entire neck. Down to the chest, up to half of the face, all corroded and festered, flesh turned out, black, red, black and red dripping viscous blood. But it can't be touched yet, the rotten place is like stinky tofu dregs, which will automatically fall off when you touch it, and a large piece of flesh and blood will fall off, and you will see bones.

This situation is so familiar.

Xu Qianzhu is an old man who has served in the Mowang Mansion for many years, and he is very clear about the illness of the Mowang, isn't it just like himself, the flesh and blood are corroded and festering and falling off?!

The only difference is that the ink king is a whole body rot, and he is only a partial.

Locally, it is already enough to be fatal.

After all, his cultivation is so low, he is only a Xuanwu Triple Warrior, and he is completely incomparable to the number one master of the Feather Country like King Mo. There is simply not enough power to resist the invasion of the curse, and the vitality is passing little by little.

Xu Qianzhu was tortured by the curse and gradually lost consciousness, trembling all over his body, constantly bleeding, and only the terrible screams in his throat were still unconscious.

The screams were too terrible.

Echoing in the sky above the huge Mowang Mansion.

After a while, it attracted many people from the Mowang Mansion to come and watch.

Among them, including the two fat and thin maids who were disrespectful to Yun Allure City yesterday, as well as the chief steward of the palace, and a group of servants and domestic servants.

"Dick!"

The chief steward is the brother of the second steward, also surnamed Xu.

From top to bottom of Mowang's mansion, they all respectfully called him a great steward.

Seeing his younger brother fall into this miserable appearance, Steward Xu was surprised, his heart was cold, his old face turned white in an instant, and his thick lips lost blood and trembled lightly, "Why are you ...... Hit the same curse as Lord Mo? ”

The fat girl also looked horrified: "It's really the same curse." ”

The thin girl was so shocked that tears came out: "Could it be that this curse is still contagious?" ”

The phrase "contagion", like a volcanic eruption, frightened a group of servants.

"Oh my God, contagion?"

"Aren't we all going to be finished?"

"Nope! I don't want to die! ”

……

Some of them were so timid that they even whimpered and cried.