Chapter 319: The Art of Evil Curse
There is nothing wrong with Changsun Xueer's face at first glance, but if you take a closer look, you can clearly find that there is no color on her face. Although she is fair, her eyebrows are hidden There is a hint of sinister death.
Not only that, the eldest grandson Xueer stood there weakly, her whole body was filled with an aura of death. This aura was so heavy that it was like a thick veil covering her face. It made Mu Wanxi unclear about the fate of his eldest grandson Xueer.
Mu Wanxi has never seen such a person who is full of death but still alive.
It was very clear that Changsun Xueer's body must have undergone some changes beyond his imagination. At this time, Mu Wanxi stared at this woman coldly, without any waves in his eyes.
Instead, the eldest grandson Xueer raised her handkerchief to wipe her tears, lowered her eyes to cover up the ferocity that flashed through her eyes, and blessed her softly, "Hail, Your Highness, Princess."
"Miss Xueer, Long time no see, I don’t know Xueer When did the young lady come back? "Although the eldest grandson's family tried their best to conceal it before, Mu Wanxi knew that the eldest grandson Xueer had not returned home for several days and nights, and now she suddenly came back with a lifeless look. She must have experienced it after being away for a few days. What happened.
"Just this morning. I heard the news of my mother's death as soon as I came back. I felt really bad." The eldest grandson Xueer lowered her head and cried sadly, but unexpectedly she happened to see the tattoo on Mu Wanxi's wrist. Jade bracelet.
The bloodshot eyes suddenly filled with greed, and Changsun Xueer could not wait to chop off Mu Wanxi's hand and snatch the bracelet away!
But she couldn't be impulsive, so she sobbed hypocritically, looked at Mu Wanxi with a choked look, and said, "Although mother is not your biological mother, Princess, she has always told me that she regards her as her biological daughter. Normally, I love Your Highness very much. When Your Highness comes to pay your respects today, you must offer a stick of incense to your mother.”
With cold eyes, he watched the eldest grandson Xueer pick up three sticks of incense and light it in front of the coffin. Mu Wanxi remembered this and watched the woman put the three sticks of incense into her hands.
Originally not intending to stay here longer, Mu Wanxi took the lit incense and walked towards the coffin.
There is an incense burner in front of the coffin, which contains incense ashes for those who come to offer incense. It was impossible to kneel down for Pangzi. Mu Wanxi stood there with a cold expression. From this angle, he could just see Pangzi in the coffin.
Pangzi was wearing snow-white mourning clothes, and her neck was blocked by a high collar. Even though Mu Wanxi was still some distance away from her, she could smell the blood on Pangzi's body.
The stench that could only come from the blood of many people mixed together was covered by the sandalwood and came from under Pang's collar.
Mu Wanxi inserted the three sticks of incense into the incense burner and took a closer look.
Vaguely, she seemed to see the wound on Pangzi's neck, and a circle of talismans wrapped around the wound.
Seeing this scene, the eldest grandson Xueer sneered, and her mind moved slightly.
Suddenly, the terrifying evil energy suddenly shot out from the charm on Pang's neck, shattering the high collar in an instant. The evil energy surged like a haze across the entire place. mourning hall.
"Evil spell technique?" Mu Wanxi saw something strange about the charm on Pang's neck at a glance. While his face sank, he watched the dead Pang open his blood-red eyes and raised his hand to reveal a dark purple color. His nails scratched towards her cheek.
(End of this chapter)