I really feel like I'm having a day or something.

Suddenly, Xiang Liu raised his head.

Because the duration of this curse seemed to be much shorter than the previous ones, he naturally did not think that this was related to the weakening of the curse's power.

The root cause is...the source of the curse, Su Zijun, comes again.

The seal of this spiritual vein belongs to her, so she can naturally enter and exit this place freely.

Su Zijun easily arrived at the place where Xiang Liu was imprisoned in the depths of the spiritual veins, and looked at him with a sneer: "How is it, how it feels these days."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward."

Xiang Liu chuckled lightly, "But I'm afraid I have disappointed the princess. Xiang Liu should be able to persist... I think, at least until the next time the dragon raises his head."

Su Zijun narrowed his eyes.

What she was looking at was not Xiang Liu, but the chains that sealed Xiang Liu, which seemed to be broken as soon as they collapsed, but they were able to block her out of Xiang Liu and prevent her from killing him.

Su Zijun had already learned the lesson, so naturally he had no intention of touching these chains again... at least not until there was nothing he could do.

"In this case, let's strengthen it a little more."

Su Zijun bit his finger directly this time, squeezed out a drop of black blood in the air, and shot it into Xiang Liu's forehead with a snap of his finger.

The black blood suddenly penetrated into Xiang Liu's head.

Seeing Xiang Liu's expression change slightly, Su Zijun showed a shy smile that was almost like that of a girl next door. He twisted his body and skirt, and left with his hands behind his back.

But before he was about to leave, Su Zijun suddenly looked back and smiled, "It's ten times better~"

ah!!!!!

After only a moment of tightness, the pain seemed to have exceeded the sum of what Xiang Liu had endured during this period, making him feel as if even his three souls and seven souls were being torn apart at this moment.

…

"Where did you just go?"

Su Zijun had just returned to the pet hospital when he bumped into Long Xiruo who had come out to smoke. The two stared at each other with big eyes for a long time.

Su Zijun said: "You have eye pus!"

Long Xiruo also said almost at the same time: "You have gum in your eyes!"

snort!

The two guys, both of whom have great status in the contemporary world of monsters, snorted coldly, then turned around quickly, shaking their eyes with their sleeves, and then turned around again.

Almost at the same moment, they turned around and said in unison: "You are blind!"

A strange atmosphere suddenly began to spread between the two.

Usually at this time, there would be a watery voice between them, preventing the two from further collision.

But not at this time.

Su Zijun suddenly snorted coldly: "I'm going to leave for a while, so be careful with that little guy. If I come back and find that you can't be raised well, or that you're not getting fat anymore, be careful that I tear down this shabby hospital of yours!"

Long Xiruo said coldly: "Since you attach so much importance, why don't you take care of it yourself? What's the point of leaving it to me?"

"Didn't you pick it up too?"

"I can always pick up several wild little ones throughout the year. If I have to take care of them, will this place become a nursery?"

"Then just let her fend for herself." Su Zijun snorted coldly.

Long Xiruo suddenly sighed, "I finally came back, why do I have to go out again? Is it because the injury has healed?"

"On the one hand." Su Zijun said calmly: "There are some things that I don't like to put off for too long, and there are some old debts that I should sort out. In addition..."

Su Zijun paused, looked around, and snorted coldly: "The smell of smelly monkeys here has become stronger and stronger recently, it's uncomfortable!"

"Be careful."

"Can't die."

…

…

"Ha...haha~!!"

In the pure land of bliss, Little Saint Brother was holding a microphone and standing on the dance floor, "Ha! I'll get drunk and give it to you!"

So the owner of the Pure Land Bar put down the microphone on his hand, jumped up, and clamped his legs on a black stick or something like a stick.

Friction friction...

Little Brother Sheng dances just like pole dancing.
Chapter completed!