Blood Curse......

There was still a day left before the selection competition to enter the secret realm, but Zhou Cong became relaxed, and he walked leisurely on the mountain path. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, the feeling of being watched returned, and he felt the hairs on his body explode, and a cold cold melted into the bone marrow. He suddenly mentioned the domineering in the dantian, and the crazy operation converged in one arm. Suddenly, the wind suddenly rose, confused his eyes, and the green bamboos on both sides swayed. There was a rustling sound of slaughter.

Turning around and punching as fast as the wind, this time you must let that hateful heel have nothing to hide. A golden fist shadow slammed behind him like rolling thunder and smashed down angrily.

Boom! A loud bang restored calm, and the smooth, wet mountain road left only traces of blood, but there was no human interaction. Zhou Cong shook his head a little depressedly, but this can be regarded as a lesson for the people who monitor him! Although only a trace of blood was left. At the very least, it can be proved that the cultivation of the person who secretly snoops on him is not very high.

Zhou Cong's heart was relaxed for a while, the cold feeling disappeared instantly, and suddenly a dizzying feeling rushed to his brain, he only felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, and the things in his eyes slowly appeared ghosted, and an incomparable sense of weakness made him seem to lose the strength to stand, he staggered backwards, and his body shook.

What's wrong with you? Did a casual punch empty the domineering energy in your body? This punch that you didn't do your best! It actually made you dizzy for a while.

Even before he had time to look inward, his consciousness became blurred, and gradually his soul left his body and fell to the ground with a thud.

At the moment when he fell, Zhou Cong's only remaining spiritual sense seemed to feel that his eyes were snow-white, and the cold breath seemed to penetrate deep into his soul, but there was no trace of discomfort, but he felt very comfortable.

When he woke up again, he found him lying in his room, everything was too familiar, familiar decorations, familiar people, a handsome and cold face, looking at himself with anticipation, it was Snow Dance!

There was a trace of tiredness on Xue Wu's pale face, she sat in front of her bed, and said with some excitement: "Brother Zhou, you are awake!"

"Hmm!" Zhou Cong agreed casually, and then he saw Zhao Min and Xiaobai standing on the side, and the two of them were also looking at him, especially Zhao Min seemed to want to go over, but he was embarrassed to come over because Xue Wu was sitting there.

"Ahem!" Xue Wu smiled a little embarrassedly, got up and glanced at Xiaobai, and said, "I'll go out for a while, and I'll give you the rest of the time!"

Zhou Cong could hear the reluctance of Xue Wu's laughter, as well as the leisurely sigh, he couldn't help but sit reluctantly, but he didn't say anything, he didn't know what to say, some things were destined to be unable to be repaid, such as love debts!

Zhao Min opened his mouth a little embarrassed, but he also sighed, and let Xue Wu walk out of the room.

Zhao Min sat on the edge of Zhou Cong's bed with a wry smile, stretched out his jade hand like an onion, gently stroked Zhou Cong's face, and said with a sparkle in his eyes that he couldn't hide: "Brother Zhou, do you know, you can scare me to death...... We're here!"

Zhou Cong held her hand and said with a smile: "Silly girl, aren't I okay now?"

"Hmm!" Zhao Min choked up a little and said, "I thought I would never see you again, if it weren't for Xue Wu, I would be afraid of me......"

"Silly girl, isn't this good for me!" Zhou Cong was a little moved, and said as he hugged Zhao Min in his arms.

"But Xue Wu ...... she" Zhao Min's words seemed to stop talking, but he seemed to hide something from himself.

Seeing all this in Zhou Cong's eyes, he immediately thought of Fang Cai Xuewu's pale face and the swaying body when he walked out of the door, and instantly understood something.

"What's wrong with Xue Wu?" In fact, Zhou Cong didn't need to ask, he also understood, he knew that Xue Wu must have been hurt in some way to save himself. And this damage is something that I can't pay off in my lifetime.

Zhao Min left Zhou Cong's arms in a daze, lowered his head and said, "Originally, there was nothing I could do about your sudden fainting, I even suspected that you had ...... Gone!"

"But Xue Wu didn't know what method she used, but she woke you up quickly and shattered an undercurrent in your body!"

"Ahh

It was the sound of Xue Wu, Zhou Cong's body shook violently, and he didn't care about any physical weakness, so he hurriedly got out of bed and rushed out, followed by Zhao Min.

I saw that in the courtyard, a person was thin, his face was like a knife, and his smooth face was slightly blue with a pair of slightly blue eye circles, although it was cool in late autumn, he shook a folding fan in his hand from time to time, who else could it be if it wasn't Wang Mazi?

"Hehehe! Senior Brother Bai has been gone for a long time!" Wang Mazi tilted his body and arched his hand, and looked at Zhou Cong with his feet on his side and a smile on his face.

Zhou Cong's face suddenly sank, and he immediately understood that Wang Mazi was here to find fault, and it seemed that his fainting was also Wang Mazi's method, and he was sure that all this was related to him. He looked at Xue Wu, who was pale on the side, and his anger in his heart was even worse!

He turned to Wang Mazi with a cold face: "Hmph! What are you doing!"

"Hehehe, I heard that Brother Bai was injured, and Wang came to visit!" Wang Mazi said proudly, and shook his head at a strange middle-aged man behind him.

The middle-aged man, expressionless, stood there silently, as if he was one with the air, if it weren't for Wang Mazi glaring behind him, Zhou Cong would never even notice the three people behind him.

The middle-aged man led by him was as light as a ghost like a wisp of wind, and in a flash, he came to Zhou Cong and reached for Zhou Cong's vein.

Xue Wu on the side, his face changed drastically, but he seemed to be powerless, and his figure coughed violently without moving. But Zhou Cong seemed to be stunned and forgot to dodge.

How could Xue Wu's cultivation be so unbearable? If in the past, even one of Xue Wu's little fingers was not something that these people could compete with, but this time it seemed to be very difficult, and he was even injured? Could it be that it was all to save himself, was his injury really that serious?

Thinking of this, Zhou Cong suddenly felt a wave of hatred in his heart, and that hatred was steaming in the dantian, and a warm current like a volcanic eruption rushed towards his arm. Erupted from his fist.

Peng! There was an explosion, and the middle-aged man's figure retreated rapidly, and Peng collided with a courtyard wall before he could stabilize his body! Poof! A mouthful of blood spurted out, and a burst of flush suddenly rose on his expressionless face!

Wang Mazi's face, which was laughing like a flower, suddenly stiffened, and she trembled and pointed at Zhou Cong as if looking at a monster and said, "You~You~ You are actually ...... Those who do not hit the blood curse will lose their cultivation completely, and those who will die will die! This is impossible!"

"You don't know, there's another person next to him who has used the resurrection technique on him......" Xue Wu said with a smile.

"Is there really a magic in the world that can bring the dead back to life?"