The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

"Blood spurting, according to this sage, your body must have been covered with blood long ago. Are you still short of this sage's blood?"

Sheng Chuxin snorted coldly again, and turned his gaze from Jiumo to Beiyehan.

"Ahan, it's a good thing you didn't kill him."

"From the moment he appeared, I guessed it." Bei Yehan said.

"If someone hadn't conspired with Qian Shufeng back then, Qian Shufeng wouldn't have had the courage to do such a thing, not to mention that Qian Shufeng didn't try his best to fight for his freedom when he was sealed. What does this mean?"

"It can only mean that he knows that someone will help him out, and this person is his accomplice." Sheng Chuxin looked at Jiumo and said.

"Jiumo, you are really bold. You conspired with Qian Shufeng to murder the Holy Maiden Qianhua. Are you guilty?!"

Jiumo chuckled disdainfully, stood up slowly with his hands propped up, and looked up at Sheng Chuxin.

"Sin? Who doesn't have a few sins on his body, you, or Beiyehan? Why, is there still less blood on Beiyehan's hands? Compared with this palace, he should be even worse, right?"

he said.

"Isn't it like you to use strong words?" Sheng Chuxin said.

Ahan has blood on his hands, so what, at least Ahan didn't kill those who shouldn't be killed, unlike Jiumo!

"Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

"Return the soul of this hall!" Jiu Mo said immediately.

"dream!"

Sheng Chuxin snorted coldly and said.

"I didn't kill you directly. It's my lord's kindness. People like you should be tortured for eternity."

And the loss of one soul is eternal torture to the body, which is called retribution.

"you--"

Jiumo was angry and took a deep breath, but the next moment, he relaxed his brows and raised his eyebrows at Sheng Chuxin.

"Sheng Chuxin, do you think it's enough to solve the spell on Qian Shuman's body? Why, don't you find that the spell on him is extremely difficult to solve?"

"So what, I am a curse master in the holy hall, still afraid of a difficult spell?" Sheng Chuxin sneered.

No matter how difficult the spell is, it is not a problem for her, let alone... She turned her head and glanced at the room without a door frame that had been hit by her. Full of skills.

"Is the curse master very powerful? Sheng Chuxin, it's fine if you hand over the soul of our hall today. If not, don't think about Qian Shuman. Sooner or later, our hall will take his soul."

Jiu Mo said sadly.

"This hall has forgotten that Qian Shuman's cultivation is higher than this hall's. His soul will definitely be very powerful, and he will be able to integrate better with this hall's body, hahahaha."

As he spoke, he laughed wildly.

"you--"

Sheng Chuxin was really pissed off by his shameless appearance, and wished he could blow him away, but he held back after thinking about it.

"Jiumo, I haven't paid attention to the hidden curse of Wenshang that you cast on Qianshuman!"

"Well."

Hearing her words, Jiumo's triumphant laugh stuck in his chest, and he stared at her in disbelief.

"How...how did you know?"

That's right, Qian Shufeng doesn't know how to cast spells. He made the charm and gave it to Qian Shufeng to cast a curse on Qian Shuman's body. Hidden curse.

The so-called hidden curse means that even if Sheng Chuxin lifted the curse on Qian Shuman's body this time, after a while, the hidden curse will take effect and trigger the death curse.