MTL - On Our Wedding Night, His Highness Can’t Continue His Acting After Reading My Mind!-Chapter 369 371: Don't Approach

  Chapter 369 371: Do not approach

  It was an empty hall, the ground was paved with cold ice jade, exuding wisps of cold air like smoke and mist, reflecting the blue night pearl light, the temperature in the whole hall was extremely low.

  Nangong Mo sat cross-legged on the floor, placed his hands on his legs naturally, closed his eyes, and exercised his energy to adjust his breath.

  The ink-like hair was not tied up, but loosened casually, adding a bit of evil and charm.

  His complexion is fairer than before, as if covered by a layer of moonlight, and there is a purple imprint of the Nether Flower on his forehead, changing from bright to dark, an indescribable mysterious ghost.

   The hall was filled with cold air, but there was a thin layer of sweat on his face, as if he was very hot.

  And his exposed hands and arms are intertwined with vine-like purple veins, like some kind of ancient words and spells, weird and strange.

  Suddenly, Nangong Mo's body froze and spit out a mouthful of blood, and those opened eyes were not black like black jade, but ghostly purple.

  In the mysterious purple like mist, there seem to be two clusters of flames burning, swaying and jumping, flickering deep and dark, looking like a fairy.

   Nangong Mo pressed his heart with one hand, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and the center of his brows became tighter and tighter.

   Something is wrong!

  The occurrence of the Nine Nether Curse this time seems a little different from the past?

  In the past, when the attack occurred, the body was like burning in a raging flame, and the pain was unbearable, while the internal organs and the eight extraordinary meridians seemed to be bitten by thousands of poisonous insects, causing bone-piercing pain.

  Combined with the retrograde flow of qi and blood, the chaos of true qi is rampant in the body, and the whole person is in extreme frenzy and rage, clamoring like a madman, wanting to slaughter the world and destroy the common people.

   Only blood and killing can relieve the mania in the heart.

  So he locks himself in here every time he has a fit.

  The walls around the main hall are carved with white marble, about three feet thick, and the gate of the hall is made of thousand-year-old black iron, and reinforced with silk arrays.

  Unless he loses all his sanity and becomes completely obsessed, it will be difficult to forcibly 'rush' out from the inside.

  But this time, that kind of heat seems to be another kind of unspeakable dry heat?

  A kind of undercurrent and flame flowing in the blood, spreading from the eight extraordinary meridians of the whole body along with the blood.

  The more he suppressed, the more crazily the flames spread, almost consuming people's reason.

  Nangong Mo spit out a mouthful of blood again, and leaned slightly to support the ground with one hand. The purple veins on the back of the white hand spread and intertwined like vines.

  And there seems to be a red streamer faintly emerging in the purple veins, like a flame burning.

  Big beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead, his fair complexion gradually turned a blush, and the purple Nether Flower imprint on Ying's brow became more treacherous and coquettish.

  Nangong Mo picked up the dagger at the side and stabbed it hard into his arm, using the pain to awaken a trace of clarity, so as not to let himself lose his mind.

  The cold light of the dagger came into his eyes, and he suddenly remembered the dagger Yun Ran used to stab him.

   Could it be that there is something on the blade that can induce or even change the Nine Nether Curse?

  Yunran appeared in the deep mountains for no reason, and stabbed him as soon as she woke up, and her eyes at that time were clearly wrong!

  Empty, ethereal, nothingness, those are not the eyes he is familiar with, nor is she the one he knows.

  Thinking about it, it seems that she was under the spell of insanity.

  However, with her dexterity and skill, how could she be easily under the spell of insanity?

  Nine Nether Curse...Could it be that person?

   But even if it is him, he may not have such ability, right?

   But no matter what, that girl was sleeping strangely in the deep mountains, and she was behaving strangely. We must find out everything behind it as soon as possible. If she is really targeted by that person...

  Nangong Mo's eyes swelled with murderous aura, and he spit out a mouthful of blood again because of the surge of true energy in his body.

   And the turbulent burning flame in the body is also growing wildly, like a prairie fire.

  Nangong Mo pursed his thin lips tightly, raised the knife with his hand and dropped it, and the dagger pierced his body again, using the pain to relieve the burning heat wave in his body.

  At this moment, there was the sound of chains pulling outside the closed palace door. Nangong Mo frowned suddenly, and said in a low voice:

   "Back off! Don't come near!"

  (end of this chapter)