Valiera struggled to resist Qili's curse spell, and the pain was so painful that she didn't even have the strength to roll.

It won't be long before she dies.

Qili looked at Valeera struggling in the mirror, silently weeping as she maintained the curse.

Valilla can only delay the arrival of death, and there is no way to get rid of it.

It's a curse that uses her hair and blood as a medium, like a maggot attached to the bone, and even the stand-in spell can't get rid of it.

At least, there was no way to get rid of it at her current level of ability.

Gradually, Valeera's already white and blue complexion became more and more gloomy.

The whites of her eyes turned up, her mouth opened, and transparent saliva flowed from the corners of her mouth, pulling out a slender line of water.

She's going to die.

At this moment, Qili, who was in tears, suddenly regretted it.

Yes, Valeera lied to herself.

But she had just reciprocated her feelings.

She said, "Wait for me." ”

Qili didn't understand what else to wait for, but she didn't want Valeera to die like that.

She spread her right palm again, and the curse she applied stopped.

However, there was still a small black flame, like a flickering candle flame, burning quietly on the knots of blood beads.

This is a behavior-limiting curse that Qi Li has placed on Valeera in accordance with the rules of the Witch Sect.

It, it happened.

"You must not betray the Witch Sect, and you must not disobey your superiors."

This is a peripheral member below Sequence 7, and the only restrictions they are on are other than "don't divulge potion recipes".

Generally speaking, this restrictive curse has no room for action at all.

Because this restriction is quite vague, even if there is a betrayal, it basically has to wait until the superiors notice it before it really happens.

This is the fundamental drawback of replacing contracts with restrictive curses, and it cannot be exempted from -

It can only be in the form of punishment, restricting specific behavior.

If the superior is not aware, the curse will not occur; And when the superior detects the betrayal, even if there is no restrictive curse, the superior can easily curse him by using the handle of the subordinate in his hands.

Such a very frivolous, dispensable restrictive curse has now become the straw that crushes Valeera.

She had lost consciousness and lost her ability to resist.

Qi Li stopped, but could only watch Valeera slowly die.

"No !!"

Qi Li shouted in some panic.

A slightly illusory black flame rose from her palm again.

However, it seems to be the same black flame, but the effect is completely different from before!

Qi Li is forcibly dismantling the curse she had set herself.

In just a few breaths, the black flame in her hand dissipated again.

This time it was completely dissipated, and the blood beads lay quietly in her white palms.

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, Qi Li coughed violently, coughing more and more sharply.

Soon, after a certain cough, a cloud of blood foamed from her mouth.

It seemed to make her feel a lot better.

Reason returned to Qili's brain, and she realized what she had just done.

She violated the rules of the Witch Sect and violated the restrictions she carried-

"All restrictive curses against subordinates, once cast, will never be lifted."

Qi Li, who temporarily stopped coughing, reached out to the full-length mirror not far in front of her, and stroked Valeera's figure lying quietly on the ground through the mirror.

"Goodbye."

"I ...... No regrets. ”

After muttering these two words softly, Qili bent over and vomited, spitting out bile, spitting out her bright red heart, and spitting out her lungs and stomach that were burning with black flames.

She leaned down weakly, threw herself on the fluffy futon, and lost her breath.

Without her spiritual support, the dim brilliance on the full-length mirror quickly disappeared.

The enclosed room became incredibly quiet, except for three candles of varying lengths still burning.

Behind the flickering candle flame, in the wooden-framed full-length mirror, Qili's figure lying on her side on the bed was reflected, quiet like a sleeping beauty waiting for the prince to kiss and wake up.

She was wearing a pink-purple nightdress, her white arms hanging from the edge of the bed, most of her fluffy and slightly curly dark brown hair was pressed under her body, and a few strands of hair floated above her delicate face.

The fingers of her right hand naturally half-bent, grabbed the knots of blood that had slipped.

In the room, time seems to freeze at this moment.

……

Thursday, May 3rd.

Seven o'clock in the morning.

Melissa had made breakfast, and Crane and Benson had washed up and sat down at the table.

But Valera uncharacteristically didn't get out of bed.

Melissa went to the second floor, "Dongdong", and knocked on Valeera's bedroom door.

"Sister Valeera, it's time to get up."

"Sister Valeera?"

After trying for a while, Melissa, who didn't get a response, returned to the first floor and worriedly asked her two older brothers for help.

"Benson, Crane, I can't wake up Sister Valeera, will something happen?"

After a brief exchange, the three of them quickly returned to the second floor.

Benson and Crane looked at each other and slammed into the door together.

"Peng!"

The door was slammed open.

Elegant incense filled the room, and Crane saw Valeera fainting on the ground behind Benson, wearing only a blue nightdress.

"Valeera, what's wrong with you?"

Crane exclaimed, and without hesitation, he slammed directly into Benson's shoulder, and came to Valeera's side in a few steps.

He carefully flipped over Valeera's body and saw that her face was pale and blue, completely losing its former luster.

Fortunately, there is also body temperature.

Benson and Melissa also came to the side.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with Sister Valeera, she's sick?" Melissa covered her mouth in surprise.

How old is Benson, who is more mature in the face of trouble, and quickly gives advice:

"Crane, carry her back to the bed first, cover her with the quilt, the weather is still a little cold."

"Melissa, you go get a cup of hot water and feed her, then help her get dressed, and we'll take her to the doctor as soon as possible."

Alerted, Crane finally had an idea.

He held Valeera's legs and shoulders and exerted two exertions, before he picked Valeera up and sent her to the bed.

The first time he used the wrong force.

Valilla's figure looked slender and slender, but she was much heavier than Crane had expected.

In addition to the weight, Crane felt the softness and smoothness of her body, and his face turned red all at once.

Soon, Melissa came back with a glass of water, sat at the head of the bed, helped Valeera, and fed her water in small sips.

Crane and Benson stood by the bed, anxious and worried.

"Ahem!"

After drinking about half a glass of hot water, Valeera coughed a few times and woke up in a daze.

I'm ...... What's wrong?

Valilla glanced blankly at the Moretti family beside the bedside, deaf to their surprise greeting, and it took several more minutes for them to fully regain their senses.

"I'm not dead?!"

It was her first thought after she woke up.