Chapter 369 371: No Approach

It was an empty hall. The ground was paved with ice jade, exuding wisps of cold air like smoke and mist, reflecting the blue night-bright pearl light. The temperature in the entire hall was extremely low.

Nangong Mo sat cross-legged on the floor, his hands making secrets naturally placed on his legs, his eyes closed, and he was doing his exercises and regulating his breath.

Rumo's hair was not tied up, but spread freely, adding a bit of evil and charm.

His face was paler than before, as if covered with a layer of moonlight, and there was a purple mark of the Netherworld Flower on his forehead, which was changing brightly and darkly, showing an unspeakable mysterious ghost.

There was a chill in the hall, but there was a thin layer of sweat on his face, as if he was very hot.

And his exposed hands and arms were intertwined with purple veins like vines, like some ancient words and spells, strange and monstrous.

Suddenly, Nangong Mo's body froze and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the eyes he opened were not as black as ink jade, but a ghostly purple.

There seemed to be two clusters of flames burning in the mist-like mysterious purple, swaying and jumping, dim and bright, looking like a fairy or a charm.

Nangong Mo pressed his hand on his heart, pursed his thin lips tightly, and frowned more and more.

Something's wrong!

The onset of the Nine Netherworld Curse seems to be a little different this time than before?

In the past, when I had an attack, my body felt like it was burning in a raging flame, and the burning pain was unbearable. The internal organs and meridians seemed to be bitten by thousands of poisonous insects, and the pain was like gnawing at the bones and pecking at the heart.

Coupled with the retrograde flow of qi and blood, the chaos of true qi is rampant in the body, and the whole person is in extreme madness and rage, screaming like a madman who wants to slaughter the world and destroy the common people.

Only blood and killing can relieve the mania in the heart.

So he locked himself here every time he had an attack.

The walls around the main hall are carved from white marble and are about three feet thick. The door is made of thousand-year-old black iron and reinforced with an array of heavenly silkworms.

Unless he loses his mind and becomes completely obsessed, it will be difficult to forcefully break out from within.

But this time, the heat seems to be another kind of unspeakable heat?

A kind of undercurrent and flame flowing in the blood, spreading from the eight meridians of the body along with the Qi and blood.

The more he suppressed it, the more crazily the flame spread, almost destroying people's sanity.

Nangong Mo spat out a mouthful of blood again, leaned slightly and put one hand on the ground. The purple veins on the back of the white hand spread and intertwined like vines.

And there seems to be a red stream of light faintly emerging in the purple veins, like a burning flame.

Large beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his fair complexion gradually became tinged with a blush, and the purple mark of the Netherworld Flower reflected between his eyebrows became more and more strange and coquettish.

Nangong Mo picked up the dagger beside him and stabbed his arm hard, using the pain to awaken a trace of clarity and prevent himself from losing his mind.

The cold light of the dagger caught his eyes, and he suddenly remembered the dagger Yun Ran used when he stabbed him.

Could it be that the blade is tempered with something that can induce or even change the Nine Netherworld Curse?

Yunran appeared inexplicably in the mountains and stabbed him as soon as she woke up, but the look in her eyes at that time was clearly wrong!

Empty, misty, and nothingness, that was not the look he was familiar with, nor was it the her he knew.

After thinking about it, it seemed like she had been under a mind-spelling spell.

However, with her cleverness and skill, how could she be easily bewitched by someone?

The Nine Netherworld Curse...could it be that person?

But even he might not have such ability, right?

But no matter what, the girl is sleeping mysteriously in the mountains and is behaving strangely. We must find out everything behind it as soon as possible. If she is really targeted by that person...

Nangong Mo's eyes surged with murderous intent, and he spat out a mouthful of blood again due to the surge of true energy in his body due to his wandering mind.

And the raging and burning flame in the body is getting more and more crazy, starting a prairie fire.

Nangong Mo pursed his thin lips, raised the knife with his hand, and stabbed the dagger into his body again, using pain to relieve the heat wave rising in his body.

At this moment, the sound of chains being pulled was heard outside the closed palace door. Nangong Mo frowned and shouted in a deep voice:

"Back off! Don't come near!"