Wang Longxing's face trembled violently, and his face turned pale when he opened his mouth tremblingly!
However, Ye Wuque turned his gaze, looked at another dark survivor, and continued to speak lightly.
"This one can live for about a year."
"This is barely two years away."
"This is a short-lived ghost, and it's almost three months away."
...
Like a of death in the dust, Ye Wuque, standing on the floor, was condescending, his eyes were constantly looking at each of the dark survivors, and he would say such urging words.
A dark survivor whose name was seen by Ye Wuque, his face changed drastically. He only felt cold all over his body, and there was a boundless fear in his heart.
In the end, Ye Wuque’s gaze fell on Wang Huyue, who had fainted and was lying on the ground, and said softly: "This is not bad, it is the longest life among you, and you can almost live..."
"About three years."
The entire hall had become deadly silent, and a dark survivor stared at Ye Wuque, his eyes intertwined with madness and fear!
"You, you fart!! You're talking nonsense!!"
Wang Longxing roared, his face bursting with blue veins.
Ye Wuque looked at all the dark survivors' eyes with more pity, as if looking at a group of dead people.
"In the middle of each month, at midnight, you are itchy all over, you can't wait to get out of your skin and dig out your own flesh and blood."
"At the end of the month, the blood in your body will be extremely hot, and your blood will boil. Your whole body will be burned with flames, and your skin will be broken and you will not want to live."
"And at the beginning of each month, the muscles and veins in your body are crazily knotted, and the tearing pain is all over your body. On that day, you don't have the strength to move, you can only scream."
When these three words slowly fell from Ye Wuque's mouth, everyone's dark survivors were struck by lightning one by one, and endless fear and inconceivability surged in their eyes. The eyes looking at Ye Wuque seemed to be looking at the devil! !
"You, how would you know??"
Wang Longxing's eyes were almost raised, staring at Ye Wuque, as if thousands of stars were shattering in his mind!
This is the pain and curse that only the dark survivors can know! !
"Tsk tsk, from the age of about seven or eight, you have to endure this torture, month after month, year after year."
"Three torments in a month, even if it passes, the rest of the time will still cough violently, life is better than death, such a day, it is really pitiful..."
"Until I reach the end of my life, it's a hundred."
Ye Wuque spoke again, and every word pressed across the bodies of all the dark survivors like a giant mountain, causing desperation on their faces! !
"Children and grandchildren, generation after generation, always have sickly dark yellow eyes, and the curse that can never be shaken off is endless."
"Your fathers, go up, someone can live a hundred..."
"Enough!! Don't say any more!!! Don't say any more!!!"
Wang Longxing roared frantically, his face bursting with blue veins, his eyes became crazy and desperate. There was a severely injured beast, exuding endless evil spirit and resentment! !
All the survivors of darkness became short of breath, and the expressions on their faces became mixed with despair and malice!
They hate it!
They complain!
But in the end all turned into boundless despair and powerlessness!
"Who are you? Who are you? Say ah!!!"
Wang Longxing suddenly raised his head, and his scarlet eyes fixed on Ye Wuque. Ye Wuque's eyes had become calm and deep at the moment, just staring at him condescendingly, like a slander from above.
"Ahhhhh!!"
As if stung by Ye Wuque's eyes, Wang Longxing was completely mad, and his body burst out with a powerful aura, his vitality was surging, as if a tiger stepped out step by step, the whole person soared into the sky, and rammed Ye Wuque! !
Wherever he went, the void trembled, and the stairs were shaking violently!
"presumptuous!!!"
However, before Wang Longxing rushed to within ten feet of Ye Wuque's body, a cold and violent burst sounded like thunder in Wang Longxing's ears!
One foot seemed to be stepped on from outside, and it was firmly placed on his chest!
Bang! !
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Wang Longxing suddenly let out a muffled grunt, and his whole body flew out at twice the speed of the previous one, and hit the ground fiercely, his chest trembled violently, his throat surged, and blood spurted out!
"Boss!!"
"Boss!!"
...
The survivors of darkness rushed over suddenly crazy!
On the floor, Mu Daoqi slowly retracted his right foot and stood behind Ye Wuque again. Here, Ye Wuque was still standing with his hands held down, expressionless.
On the ground, Wang Longxing lay quietly, all the dark survivors beside him were calling, but he let the blood in his mouth keep coughing up, and a pair of scarlet eyes stared at the roof of the Tingfeng Building blankly, with cloth inside. Full of endless confusion and despair!
Dark noble!
Once upon a time, in the dark palace, these four words represented the supreme glory!
At that time, they were called dark nobles, who would not give face?
But back, with the inheritance of blood from generation to generation, they were surprised that they naturally got more than life from their parents, but also... a curse! !
The curse from the ancestors!
pain! Torture! Until death!
Repeatedly, from generation to generation, it has been passed down so miserably.
Why did the dark nobles become dark survivors?
It is so glorious, why does the status of being respected by everyone become the object of disgust, fear, and disgust!
Why did they become what they are today?
It's all because of this curse! !
Every dark survivor is destined to be a tragedy from the beginning!
When life cannot be guaranteed, they can only use depravity and madness to numb themselves so that they can realize that they are still alive!
This time!
Why do you work hard, even take out the grace of heaven, and even get the Tingfeng Tower at the expense of summoning the ancestors!
In fact, the most fundamental reason is not only to allow the survivors of darkness to have a stronghold, but to start a comprehensive study of the blood curse in the body after gaining sufficient benefits and guarantees after taking control of the Tingfeng Tower. Completely lift this curse that has poisoned the dark nobles for generations! ! !
But now... it's all over...
There is no Tingfeng Tower.
The survivors of the dark are just a group of waste and scum, they can only run wild like a bereaved dog, seemingly no one dares to provoke, but who doesn't despise the entire dark world? Who is not disgusted?
If there were no orders from God, they would have been beaten to death long ago! !
Self-inflicted, maybe you really can’t live...
There were tears of despair in Wang Longxing's eyes, and a wry smile of despair appeared.
"Help me...get up..."
"let's go……"
Wang Longxing spoke hoarsely, with despair and weakness.
A group of dark remnants immediately helped Wang Longxing up. These people were shrouded in despair and bitterness. What awaited them was a painful death, which was a curse that could not be lost.
"Want to live?"
"Want to get rid of... the curse that fate has placed on you?"
However, at this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded, but it was like a thunderbolt bombarding the ears, hearts, and souls of every dark survivor!
Wang Longxing trembled abruptly, he turned around with difficulty, a pair of scarlet eyes fixed on Ye Wuque who was opening his mouth, with a ferocious expression, he tried his best to squeeze a word from his throat!
"What do you... mean?"
On the floor, his eyes were unpredictable, Ye Wuque, who was condescendingly overlooking all the dark survivors, suddenly smiled slightly.
This smile fell in Wang Longxing's eyes, as if he saw a...devil who was smiling.
