The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

"Immortal...Immortal..."

The scene of several people teleporting into the carriage left Jiang Fuquan dumbfounded, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Oh my goodness.

Could it be that the three of King Ning were also immortals who descended from the sky like their master...

Did they come to the mortal world this time just to save Daqi from disaster and for the millions of suffering people?

Thinking of this, Jiang Fuquan's heart was filled with emotion, his face turned slightly red, and his eyes gradually became moist.

“This is God opening his eyes.”

"With the arrival of the immortal, the Xie family will no longer be able to control everything. The people have been saved, and there is hope for the Great Enlightenment. Your Highness, you can finally rest in peace in the netherworld..."

"Your Highness..."

Jiang Fuquan's throat was choked and he couldn't help but whisper in his heart.

…………

In the carriage on the way back to Beijing.

Jun Xiuyuan's hand, which was originally tightly holding Huai Yan, was trembling slightly, his face became paler, and the power of the curse in his body began to rage again.

"Puff!" A bloody smell came out, and Jun Xiuyuan suddenly vomited a pool of blood, staining Huai Yan's brocade robe red.

Huai Yan's expression changed drastically in an instant, and he hurriedly activated the Yin-Yang Record of Immortality, trying his best to suppress the power of the curse in his body.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Shen Ci was shocked and held Jun Xiuyuan with a nervous look on his face.

Bian Cheng stared at Jun Xiuyuan's pale face, worried. "How do you feel?"

Jun Xiuyuan coughed lightly twice, wiped the blood from his lips, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay... Maybe it's the recurrence of an old chronic illness. I'm just afraid that my mortal body won't be able to survive until next month. I must find another body. Then I'll have to trouble you two..."

"Well... just focus on recuperating and don't worry about it." Biancheng responded in a muffled voice.

Shen Ci took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from his lips. "That's right, big brother, don't worry about it as long as we are here."

Biancheng frowned, thinking to himself that something was amiss. The aura emanating from Jun Xiuyuan was somewhat similar to the black mist he had previously experienced.

Huai Yan's face was filled with grief, and the hand she was holding on the man was trembling slightly.

"Jun Xiuyuan! Who allowed you to do this? The power of the Demon God's curse is not something you can bear..."

Huai Yan's eyes suddenly turned red.

"You transferred the curse power within me to yourself, and from now on you will have to endure the backlash of the Heavenly Demon God's curse power every day..."

"Are you stupid?" Huai Yan felt sadder and sadder as he thought about it, tears streaming down his face. "I'm the one cursed, why are you sacrificing yourself to take my place?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Ci and Bian Cheng's expressions changed drastically. So that's how it was. No wonder Jun Xiuyuan had sent them both into seclusion back at Xuanbing Mountain. Unexpectedly, he had this in mind.

Huaiyan's crying appearance made the three men feel distressed. The man wrapped his hand with his warm palm and said in a low voice: "Yanyan, don't cry. I have the Wunian Buddhist beads to suppress the power of the curse in my body. You don't have to worry about me..."

He raised his sleeve to wipe the tears from Huai Yan's face and coaxed her softly. "Be good, don't cry, everything will be fine..."

"No, big brother, what exactly did you do to Yanyan?" Shen Ci's red eyes widened into a circle =????=????(●???● |||), his eyes full of bewilderment and confusion.

"You two practiced dual cultivation?" Bian Cheng's eyes flickered, his tone sinking slightly. "You and Yanyan practiced dual cultivation, and you transferred the Heavenly Demon God curse from Yanyan's body."

Jun Xiuyuan knew he couldn't hide it from them, so he had to confess.

"Um……"

The words are concise, but deafening.

There was a sudden silence in the car.

"Brother, you've gone too far! I'm breaking up with you!" Shen Ci's eyes were red and he was so angry that he was fuming. "How could you do this? You can't bully Yanyan..."

Biancheng had a quiet and resolute face, with a hint of sadness, and spoke in a sharp tone.

"So you started dual cultivation with Yanyan without consulting us or asking for her permission? Jun Xiuyuan, what do you think of us? What do you think of Yanyan? We can share the curse of the Heavenly Demon God..."

Shen Ci nodded heavily. "Yeah, I'm not afraid of that bullshit curse...Brother, you're wrong for bullying Yanyan."

"The three of us should bear the responsibility together. Big brother, why don't you call me and Acheng?"

Shen Ci glared at Jun Xiuyuan angrily.

Huai Yan felt that something might be wrong with his heart. The more he listened to Shen Ci's words, the more he felt something was wrong.

But Biancheng happened to join in the discussion.

"Aci is right. Yanyan is in danger, and we should face it together. In ancient times, Ehuang and Nvying married the same husband. As long as Yanyan doesn't mind, it's fine for the three of us to serve together..."

Huai Yan: ...

"Cough cough cough..." Huai Yan almost vomited blood when he heard this. His eyes turned black and he started coughing.

His heart was pounding. He always felt that these two men seemed to be coveting his wealth, but he had no evidence.