boyutpedia Chapter 507
Chapter 507
"It seems that your ancestors must have had a lot of dealings with ancient documents or certain ancient ruins. We don't have this kind of thing..."
"If you had one, you would have created something stronger, wouldn't you?" Luo Qiu smiled slightly, and immediately said: "This formation is called the 'Nine Nether Soul Suppressing Formation', and it can be used to seal the source of resentment."
"Nine Nether Soul Suppression Array?" the banshee said thoughtfully: "Why haven't I heard of it?"
"We were relatively backward at that time." Luo Qiu shrugged, and then said: "This thing can only be used seven times, and you can use it once every seven days... If you want, you can choose to use up these seven times , and then releasing the source of resentment, the effect may not be bad. However, no one can predict the final outcome.
"Well...then, I'll give it a try." The banshee narrowed her eyes and her expression changed... as if she was weighing the pros and cons.
"Then, I take my leave.
"Walk slowly."
After watching Luo Qiu enter the elevator, the banshee suddenly snapped her fingers.
She propped her chin with both hands, "Oh, why did I forget to ask, is there a way for him to lift the curse in that uncle's body... Really. But this person is quite smart, he even guessed my I want him to treat the disease..."
The banshee suddenly felt distressed.
Although this guy is quite handsome, he is not good either.
She shook her head, "Forget it, I'll go back and rest first. I've been so exhausted these days, sister, I-la~"
"Sir, I have prepared your room for you." The servant came to the door of the guest room.
There were several knocks on the door.
Arturia slowly opened the door...... She was still wearing a red dress and standing at this moment...... but at this moment, a silver needle was pierced through her chest, Blood gurgled from the wound.
"Sir?" The servant was stunned... He didn't feel any power fluctuations, and even the aura on this woman's body was extremely weak.
What is going on?
But Artoria had already slowly closed her eyes at this time, and fell down—the servant was startled, and hurried forward to help her, but the moment she touched the opponent's arm, she retracted it like an electric shock.
She felt as if she had touched an ice cube, extremely cold!
This kind of coldness is definitely beyond what ordinary people can bear!
The servant hurriedly ran into the room... In the room, the boy was sitting with his knees hugged, staring blankly at the ceiling, his lips were dry, his skin was pale, and his face looked miserable!
"Sir? Sir, are you okay... Sir?"
The boy slowly raised his head, his eyes dull... But at this moment, the servant suddenly discovered that the boy's pupils were strangely scarlet!
"Sir, sir?" The servant called several times, but there was no response.
An inexplicable cold wind blew by, and a young man walked slowly towards this side, his eyes looking into the distance.
0 looking for flowers......
This city, due to the war, seemed a bit chaotic at this time... He walked along, and the buildings in some places along the way had collapsed.
He looked at the collapsed buildings, suddenly stopped, and then stretched out his hand... a pebble flew into his palm easily.
The pebbles were crushed by him - this scene happened to be seen by Arirang who walked out of the room.
"Sir..." The servant looked around and after confirming that there was no danger, he quickly came to Arirang's side, and quietly tugged on the old man's clothes.
"Huh?" Arilang frowned, glanced at his butler, and then glanced into the distance.
This city is full of violence.
"Sir..." The servant hesitated.
"I know." Arirang said indifferently: "Have you found out about that young man?"
"Already..." the servant hesitated for a while before gritting his teeth and said: "Sir, we don't know why you insist on keeping him, but... we suspect that he is probably the one we are looking for. The one that has been around for a long time..."
"He's not." Arirang interrupted the servant.
"But, that person..."
"Stop talking, he's not." Arirang waved his hand.
The servant had no choice but to take two steps back... It wasn't that he didn't understand Arilang's mood, but he understood better that if that person was still alive, it would probably be their nightmare. .