The Great Doctor Girl

Now I think that those illusions I saw before were all the wronged souls of the people they were drinking.

Those wronged souls are trapped in this cage of evil magic and cannot be freed.

Their faces were vaguely visible in the blood, their eyes were filled with endless resentment and pain, and their mouths were open as if they were crying to us about their experiences.

Every wronged soul is a brick of this evil magic, used by Chen Feng and others to build a road to the abyss of sin. It is the tragedy of life and the manifestation of the darkest side of human nature.

While we were struggling with the evil ghost shadow, Huang Junze was also in a tough battle.

Some strange runes suddenly appeared on the masked man's scimitar. Those runes flashed with mysterious light, and every attack carried a powerful suction force.

Every time the scimitar cut through the air, an invisible force would surge towards Huang Junze, as if to suck away his vitality.

Huang Junze's movements gradually slowed down, his face turned pale, and the veins on his forehead bulged, showing that he was in great pain.

Some black lines also appeared on his body. Those lines spread across his skin like vines, which were signs of being eroded by evil spirits.

His eyes were still firm, but the fatigue in them could not be concealed.

"Jun Ze!" I was extremely anxious and wanted to help him, but was held back by the attack of the man in black.

I felt like an insect trapped in a spider's web. The more I struggled, the tighter I became.

At this moment, the ground suddenly shook violently, and the whole room seemed to have turned into a small boat swaying in the wind and huge waves, which could be destroyed at any time.

Cracks began to appear on the walls, and dust fell and filled the air.

More black smoke gushed out from underground, surging like huge black waves.

In the smoke, there are countless pairs of eyes peeping at us. Those eyes are flashing with strange light, which makes people shudder.

In the center of the smoke, a huge black vortex appeared. The vortex was like a huge black hole, emitting a strong suction force.

Everything around was attracted by it; tables, chairs, and miscellaneous items flew towards the vortex and were then swallowed up in the endless darkness.

"Oh no, this is their trap!" Sister Zhiyue shouted loudly, with a hint of fear in her voice.

The three of us tried hard to resist the suction, but it was too strong, like a pair of invisible hands holding us tightly and dragging us gradually towards the vortex.

My feet left two deep marks on the ground, but I still couldn't stop my body from moving.

He was extremely anxious and desperately looked around for something to use as leverage, while quickly thinking of ways to deal with the situation in his mind.

Suddenly, I saw the bronze incense burner next to Qian Jinxuan's bed. It did not move at all under the suction, as if it had special power.

The incense burner exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. There are some ancient patterns carved on the body of the burner, and those patterns flicker faintly in the dark.

"Everyone go to the incense burner!" I shouted, my voice full of hope.

The three of us tried our best and moved towards the incense burner with difficulty.

Every step is like climbing a mountain, heavy and difficult.

We finally managed to steady ourselves by grabbing the incense burner, just like grabbing the last straw in the storm.

The man in black and the masked man were laughing smugly on the side, their laughter sounding particularly harsh in this chaotic environment.

They seemed to be enjoying our plight, their eyes as if they were looking at a group of prey caught in a trap.

"You can't escape. This is where you will die." The man in black, Chen Feng, laughed wildly. His voice was full of pride and cruelty.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, an unyielding belief welling up in my heart: "We can't give up. There must be a way to break this situation."

Just as we were looking for hope, I suddenly discovered that in the black vortex, there was a faint symbol. The symbol exuded a familiar aura and was very similar to a forbidden symbol I had seen before.

The symbol seemed to be written in ancient characters, with winding strokes and full of mysterious charm.

It flickers a faint light in the vortex, as if conveying some message to us.

"Sister Zhiyue, look at that symbol. I seem to have seen it in ancient books. It may be the key to solving all this." I pointed to the symbol in the vortex and said, with excitement flashing in my eyes.

Sister Zhiyue looked in the direction I pointed, and after observing carefully for a while, her eyes became solemn: "You are right, this is an ancient forbidden technique - the symbol of the 'Soul-Eating Blood Curse'. It is inextricably linked to the feng shui layout and the evil magic here.

This 'Soul-devouring Blood Curse' is an extremely evil forbidden technique that requires a large amount of blood and souls of living creatures as sacrifices, and must be performed with the help of a special feng shui pattern.

Once successfully cast, the caster will gain great power, but will also be eroded by the curse, becoming more crazy and evil.

If we can decipher this symbol, perhaps we can disrupt their conspiracy."

"But how do we crack it?" Huang Junze asked, panting. His face was a little pale, but his eyes were still firm.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, his eyes fixed on the mysterious symbol.

Just as the three of us were preparing to work together to find a way to crack the problem and save Qian Jinxuan, the man in black and the masked man appeared at the same time like ghosts.

They exuded a disgusting evil aura, which surrounded them like materialized black smoke.

Without a word they attacked us, their movements swift and fierce.

The man in black waved his staff and chanted a spell. Black lightning shot out from the top of the staff and struck us.

The lightning carried destructive power. Wherever it passed, the air was ionized and emitted a pungent smell.

The masked man waved a scimitar, the blade flashed like lightning, and attacked Huang Junze.

His swordsmanship was strange and varied, and each strike carried a deadly threat.

Although the three of us fought hard, they were too powerful and we gradually fell into the disadvantage.

Every time we resist their attack, we consume a huge amount of physical and spiritual energy.

My arms began to ache and my spiritual power was gradually depleting, but I still gritted my teeth and persevered.

Their purpose was obvious: they wanted to capture me.

The man in black kept staring at me with greedy eyes. I was the most precious treasure in his eyes and the key to his bigger conspiracy.

His eyes were full of desire and madness, which made people shudder.

"Chen Feng, it really is you. After so many years, I didn't expect you still didn't know how to repent, but instead got deeper and deeper into trouble. Aren't you afraid of retribution?" Sister Zhiyue scolded the man in black, her eyes burning with anger, and her voice was full of a sense of justice.

"Hahaha, hahaha..." Chen Feng let out a crazy laugh. The laughter echoed in this dark space, making people feel extremely depressed.

"Retribution, what is retribution? I only know power. With power, I can control everything." His voice was full of contempt for morality, as if in his world, only power was the only truth.

"Wasn't last time enough? Why do you keep staring at Luo Shu?" Sister Zhiyue continued to scold, her eyes fixed on Chen Feng, trying to find a trace of regret in his eyes, but all she saw was endless greed and madness.

When I heard this, I was full of questions.

Luoshu?

Why are they staring at me?

What secret is hidden behind this?

My mind is in a mess, but now is not the time to think about these things. We must first get rid of the current crisis.

Huang Junze stayed close to me, his eyes full of heartache, and he protected me every step of the way.

His body trembled slightly, obviously under tremendous pressure, but he still stood firmly in front of me, blocking the enemy's attack for me.

"Oh? I was wondering why the famous Liu Yian would care about such trivial matters. It turns out he is so eager to save his daughter! Hahahahahahaha..." Chen Feng's laughter became even crazier, and his eyes revealed a smug look.

"Eager to save mother? What does that mean?" I was confused.

"Today, you and your daughter will die together." Chen Feng said viciously, his voice was like a curse from hell.

Just when we were fully focused on dealing with their attacks, a large net suddenly descended from the sky. We didn't know what the net was made of, but it seemed to be covered with runes that suppressed spiritual power.

The big net exuded a mysterious power, and before I could react, Huang Junze and I were tightly trapped.

The big net was like a huge python, wrapping us tightly and getting tighter and tighter.

My spiritual power was weakened the moment it touched the net, and disappeared quickly like a candle blown out by the wind.

I felt my strength draining away bit by bit, and my body became heavier and heavier.

The same was true for Huang Junze. We tried to struggle, but the net only tightened, making it almost impossible for us to breathe.

Chen Feng laughed wildly with smug laughter: "You can't escape, Luo Shu, just follow us obediently. Don't you like to do good deeds? You can save a lot of people, hahaha." His eyes were full of sarcasm, as if he was admiring our despair.

Huang Junze's eyes were wide open, and flames of anger were burning in his eyes: "You won't succeed!" He tried to struggle again, but was bound tighter by the net, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

I was extremely anxious, but I couldn't think of a way to escape. I could only watch Chen Feng and the masked man approach us step by step.

Their figures looked particularly terrifying in the darkness, like messengers from hell, coming to reap our lives.

My heart is filled with helplessness and despair, but I know that I cannot give up, there must still be hope.

"Chen Feng, you despicable villain!" Sister Zhiyue's eyes were burning with flames of anger, and she roared at Chen Feng.

"Whatever conspiracies and evil deeds you have, come at me! Let them go immediately, and I will go with you. Today, even if I risk my life, I will not let you hurt them in the slightest." Her voice exploded like thunder in this dark space, with a determination to face death and a protective feeling for us.

Every word was like a sharp dagger, thrown at Chen Feng fiercely, filled with endless anger and condemnation.