Mr. Gao Leng is a dragon

Chapter 8 Curse

Seeing the crowd, houses and rocks under their feet, Qiushi was so frightened that his heart beat violently, and he hugged the man in black tightly in fright.

It's so high, if you fall, won't you be smashed to pieces?

When he finally hit the ground, he was still dizzy and unable to stand steadily.

The man in black walked into a stone house in the forest with his arms around his waist, and sat down on a stone bed.

Seeing him trembling violently, he flicked his sleeves again, and the fire pit in the middle of the room suddenly burst into flames, and the cold room was quickly warmed up.

The man in black held his hand, with a slight smile on his cold face, and asked softly, "Is it still cold?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Shi felt a surge of heat rushing into his body, and his stiff body immediately warmed up.

This long-lost warmth made Qiushi a little confused for a moment, as if the deception, betrayal and bullying he had suffered in the past two months was just a dream, and he was still the carefree child who surrounded his mother when he was a child.

He glanced at the jumping flames, then looked up at the man in black.

After just one glance, his heart trembled again.

Unlike the coldness on his face when he was in Ziyun Palace, the man in black now has a gentle smile on his lips.

That smile is so beautiful and captivating.

Seeing that his hand was still tightly held by the man in black, Qiu Shi blushed, his heart was beating wildly, he quickly withdrew his hand, stood up and knelt on the ground, bowed his head and said, "Thank you Patriarch for saving me."

If there is no help from the patriarch, he will be in danger today.

Either he died at the hands of Qin Changsheng, or he died at the hands of Big Nose.

The man in black helped him up and asked:

"What's your name?"

This question was also very gentle, and Qiu Shi's flustered heart gradually calmed down. He stretched out his finger, dipped the freshly melted snow on his sleeve, and wrote his name on the stone bed.

"Qiu Shi?" The man in black asked, "Chun Hua Qiu Shi?"

Qiushi nodded slightly.

The man in black looked at the bloodstain on his cheek again, frowned and asked, "How did this hurt?"

Qiushi didn't know how to answer Patriarch.

The wound on his cheek was scratched by his sister-in-law, but almost two months have passed, and the scab has not healed yet.Every day is such a fresh injury.

The man in black brushed the bloodstains on Qiu Shi's face with his hand, and whispered a spell with his thin lips parted.

But even if the spell was cast, it didn't get better.

Suddenly felt surprised, there are wounds in this world that he can't heal?

"Who caused your injury?"

Qiushi couldn't speak, couldn't explain clearly, and didn't know what to do.

The man in black said again in a deep voice: "The utensils that hurt you are cursed, and the bloodstains will stay with you for the rest of your life, even if you are reincarnated, it will be engraved on your face."

curse?Qiu Shi's heart tightened, and he quickly touched the bloodstain.

The concubine is so vicious?

His heart suddenly stabbed.Isn't it vicious?

The words that the sister-in-law said to him before being thrown into the Black Dragon Pool hit his mind like a heavy hammer.

My husband married you only for your dowry, only for your birthday...

Seeing endless sadness suddenly welling up in his black and white peach blossom eyes, and crystal tears rolling down, the man in black held his hand and softly comforted him: "Don't worry, wait for me to open the furnace to refine Xuejiwan. After that, kill the person who cast the curse, and the blood on your face will heal."

But what Qiushi was sad about was not his face, but what he was sad about was being cheated and calculated.What makes him sad is that because of him, his mother was killed and his mother clan was framed.