I heard that the big boss is crazy

Chapter 240 King vs. King (29)

Such a treasure is too good to be anything in this world.

How did she get it?

"Kiss me and I'll tell you." Jun lightly pointed to his red lips.

Fu Li: "..."

Will this crazy woman die if she doesn't have convulsions?
is not it!
With a cold snort, he lowered his head and continued to play with the things in his hand.

Jun Qing's face turned ugly.

She is actually no better than a broken rock!

His brows were suddenly furrowed in displeasure, he turned over and pressed him down, and broke into the opponent's line of sight forcefully and domineeringly.

Fu Li was so weak and unable to struggle, his face darkened: "Get down."

Jun Qing ignored the other party's words and pointed to his own lips.

Fu Li: "..."

He lowered his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to the other party.

Jun Qing's face was instantly as dark as ink.

Why is the little guy so disobedient?
I don't know what kind of virtue this deity is, but after thinking about the materials in the space, it seems that I have to make a stronger iron chain in the future.

Fu Li's hands and feet felt cool, and his sense of ominousness suddenly rose.

Looking up, I saw the crazy woman was thinking, her eyes were filled with a strong possessive desire.

His eyelids couldn't help but twitched, and he clenched the jade pendant tightly, as if it would give him a sense of security.

"Do you know why generations of the Fu family died young?" Jun Qing suddenly said.

The topic was too sensitive, and Fu Li's thoughts were pulled back in an instant, his eyes deepened a little, and he stared at him intently, waiting for what he had to say.

"Do you know why the witch clan is withering day by day?" Jun Qing didn't answer, and asked another question.

Fu Li frowned, thought for a while, but still couldn't find a definite answer.

Jun Qing got off Fu Li, then pulled him into his arms, and pulled the quilt: "If my guess is correct, the Wu Clan cast a curse on the Fu family thousands of years ago. It is a forbidden technique. For the Wu Clan, after it is activated, it will definitely be backlashed, all things are born and restrained, and a balance is needed. The ancestors of the Wu Clan cursed the Fu family to die early, but they also suffered eight hundred losses. This is the price."

Speaking of this, Jun Qingxian stretched his hands dishonestly towards the opponent's abdomen, and then said: "This kind of curse is not impossible to solve. Back then, the strength of your ancestors of the Fu family should have been inferior to the person who cast the curse, so they fell like this. Unlocking the technique requires a lot of cultivation, so no one is willing to pay so much for someone who doesn't want to do it, so the curse has been passed down from generation to generation."

Fu Li's face was ugly, he was helplessly imprisoned by the other party, and the end of his eyes couldn't help but rosy, with forbearance.

Jun hooked his lips with contempt and evil interest: "Even if your Fu family is looking for someone with pure yin and intermarrying with them, it can only alleviate it. At most, the life span of each generation can be extended to 30 years old, which can only preserve the blood of the Fu family. Just keep going."

After finishing speaking, I heard Fu Li's suppressed voice: "Who the hell are you?"

At this moment, those peach blossom eyes are somewhat dangerous.

Jun smiled softly, looked at the void through the window, and replied without any emotional fluctuations: "One day you will know."

Fu Li frowned tightly, unable to understand the meaning of the other party: "If your guess just now is true, how can you, an ordinary person, solve the spell?"

"The mountain people have their own tricks." Jun Qing said meaningfully.

Fu Li: "..."

Just don't expect this crazy woman to tell you the truth.

Jun smiled lightly, took out his hand, and hugged him tightly: "Go to sleep."

Fu Li: "..."

The two who were tired all night soon fell asleep.

Inside a certain mountain villa in City A.

"This Fu Li will die soon due to the curse, should we strike sooner?" The middle-aged man in black slim-fitting clothes looked at the old man opposite.

Several other people also set their eyes on him.

(End of this chapter)