Douluo: The Lower Realm of the Children of the King of God and the Lord God

At night, the entire Yun family was quiet.

Viewed from above, the huge Yun family is illuminated by lights. There are not as many servants coming and going among the pavilions and waterside pavilions as there were during the day.

The stream that passes through Yunzhai flows gurglingly, and with the sound of leaves rustling in the wind, everything seems so quiet and beautiful.

In Tingyu Pavilion, only the night light on the corridor is on, which is convenient for the work of the camera and the night watchman.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Xiaoya, who was arranged to deliver something, glanced at the closed glass door.

Mo Yun, the servant in charge of taking care of Tingyu Pavilion, stepped forward and looked at the things she sent over.

"Did the second miss rest?"

The lights in the room are all turned off. Why are you taking a rest so early?

"The second young lady said she was very tired and went to bed early. Did you come here for something?" Mo Yun said.

Xiaoya said with a smile, "The eldest lady saw that the second lady's vitality was insufficient, so she asked the kitchen to cook red dates and longan porridge for the second lady to replenish her vitality."

It took a long time to cook this today, and it contained a lot of blood-tonifying and qi-enhancing medicinal materials, but this person went to bed so early, so he probably couldn't drink it.

"Give it to me. I'll see if the second lady is sleeping well. What if she wakes up soon." Mo Yun took the thing and said.

"Keep it warm first and don't let it cool down." Xiaoya instructed.

"I know, don't worry."

"Then I'll leave first." Xiaoya took off the things and prepared to leave.

But before he could take a few steps, he heard a crisp sound coming from inside the house, as if something had fallen to the ground.

The house is basically carpeted, and if such a crisp sound is rarely heard, there must be something wrong.

The two looked at each other and headed into the house anxiously.

Open the glass door, cross the small hall and open the inner glass door. The person lying on the huge rosewood bed has his eyes closed and his temples are wet with sweat.

Broken porcelain pieces fell on the plush carpet under the bed. It was obvious that the celadon vase on the bedside table had been smashed against the wall.

"Second miss!"

The person on the bed seemed to be in great pain. Mo Yun stretched out his hand and touched the terrifying heat.

"Call the doctor! I'll inform the eldest lady right away!" Xiaoya hurriedly left the room.

Only one head of the person wrapped in the quilt was exposed, and the sweat that continued to seep from his forehead had soaked the pillow below.

Mo Yun was so anxious that the second lady was obviously fine before falling asleep, and she didn't look like she was sick at all.

Why did I suddenly fall ill after just lying down for such a while?

Just when Mo Yun was overwhelmed with anxiety, a burst of red light suddenly burst out from the bed, and the light formed ribbon-like red air that surrounded the entire bed.

The huge airflow brought by the red spiritual energy also severely ejected Mo Yun, flying directly from the bed into the small hall outside.

She felt like her internal organs were about to be shaken out, and the servant who came later helped her up.

When Yun Zaichun, who was closest to here, arrived with Fang Qi, he was shocked by the red aura whistling in the room and could not get closer.

And Yun Zaichun could smell that the aura contained the smell of blood, and Mu Qian's aura was not red.

It must be unusual to turn into this color.

"What's going on, Miss Second?" Fang Qi was horrified.

The entire Yun Mansion had been peaceful until just now. If someone invaded, it would not be so quiet.

Moreover, with the second young lady's ability and light purple aura, there are only a few in the entire Nanzhou Continent, and few people can hurt her.

Yun Zaichun's face was livid, and he approached the bed despite the risk of being backlashed by the red blood aura. If he hadn't been injured, it would have been a formation or a spell.

Thinking like this, Yun Zaichun mobilized his spiritual power and poured it into Mu Qian's temple.

Fang Qi's face was full of worry. There was no external injury, so it must have been from the inside, but who would cast a spell on the second young lady for no reason.

Besides, ordinary spells may not be able to trap the second lady.

Yun Zaichun's spiritual energy was bounced back after a while. He took two steps back and almost fell to the ground from the shock.

What came back to bite him was Mu Qian's own spiritual energy, and he didn't detect the existence of other people's spiritual energy at all.

All the spiritual energy in the bloodline was stimulated and surged outward continuously.

Yun Zaichun thought of a possibility. Could such a spell be...

"The Soul-Breaking Curse."

There were sudden voices in the room. Yun Zaichun looked up and saw Chi Si who had appeared at some unknown time.

"Why did you come here?" Yun Zaichun was confused.

He knew Chi Si's abilities, but he had never seen him meddling in other people's business.

Why did he come to Mu Qian's side?

Soon Yun Zaichun realized the three words of the Soul-Breaking Curse in his mouth.

The Soul-Breaking Curse uses blood as a guide, and the person who casts the spell has to pay the price of his life in exchange for having his spiritual veins destroyed, turning him into an ordinary person, and never having the possibility of using spiritual power again.

However, only those who are related by blood and have strong spiritual power can cast this curse.

"Who cast the Soul-Breaking Curse on Qianqian?" Yun Zaichun froze on the spot.

Chi Si looked down at the person on the bed, suddenly squatted down and pulled away the quilt, and held the wrist of the person on the bed through the blood.

The black spiritual energy on his fingertips turned into sharp blades, cutting through the blood vessels covered under the fair skin.

A steady stream of blood flowed down from the wrist, the already strong smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, and the red light became stronger and stronger.

When Yun Yuwei and Mr. Yun walked to the door, they saw the strong red light flashing in the room. Mr. Yun didn't stop and almost fell down.

"Grandpa, be careful!" Yun Yu quickly held the old man in his arms.

"Go in quickly." Mr. Yun didn't stop.

The executive who had been following the old man looked at the red light flashing in the room with thoughtful eyes. Such red blood spirits did not appear often.

But every time it appears, it means that the person is definitely in bad luck.

The old man was helped into the room. From the small hall, he could see that the door of the bedroom was not closed. The person on the bed had his eyes closed and was not awake.

The blood that flowed from her wrist formed into a palm-sized blood bead in the air. The bright red color hurt the eyes.

Yunhan's hand holding the back of the sofa was trembling.

"Grandpa, don't worry, Ah Si is already breaking the curse." Yun Zaichun came over and comforted him.

Chi Si used his spiritual power with one hand, and a scarlet array appeared above the entire bed, with red light flashing and a steady stream of red blood being sucked in.

Almost instantly, the red blood beads under Mu Qian's wrist rose into the air and hit the center of the formation.

The black spiritual energy in his palm also surged out, and the formation that could not bear it was instantly shattered.

The blood in the room dissipated, leaving only the faint smell of blood and the vague fragrance of flowers...