Duanmu Yawang's hands were clenched into fists, and her eyes were staring at Zhu Jinyu's body that was cut out by Yuan Dongtianjun, and that long scar deep into her bone marrow, her heart was chilling!

Zhu Jinyu noticed her gaze and raised her eyebrows triumphantly: "Oh, yes, this hurt your grandfather's body too." After that, she pointed to the two pieces of her chest that had been chopped off and almost penetrated into her lungs. The ribs of the Ministry, "Your grandfather is not young, right? I, a practitioner of evil arts, feel that the pain is about to die, let alone your grandfather who is bruised and bruised now?"

Duanmu Yawang gritted her teeth and stared at Zhu Jinyu.

If you can, she will definitely kill her!

"Yo, do you think I'm dead?"

Zhu Jinyu laughed, turned her palm, and suddenly turned a long sword out of her spiritual chain with her, "Would you like me, I am here to perfect you, don't you need to do it yourself, I will kill myself and show you?"

After speaking, she lifted the sword and pierced her abdomen in one fell swoop!

Duanmu Yawang's pupil shrank, and she wanted to stop it. It was too late. Zhu Jinyu had already stabbed the sword into her abdomen fiercely!

Zhu Jinyu snorted, a black, smelly blood came out of the corners of her lips, but a beautiful smile evoked on her lips, staring straight at Duanmu Yawang, whose face was pale.

"You know medicine, you know, it's almost impossible to save it with a stabbing like this from the abdomen, plus this kind of injury on the body, right?"

Duan Muya looked at her coldly, "Are you trying to drag my grandfather to die together?"

"No, your grandfather is not worthy." Zhu Jinyu shook her head, the eerie light in her eyes was even worse: "Why don't you guess, why should I do this?"

Duanmu Yawang didn't listen to him at all. She flashed her body and came to Zhu Jinyu, suddenly shot, and tapped a few times on the side of her bleeding wound.

Zhu Jinyu twisted her eyebrows, "You..."

"To shut up!"

Duanmu Yawang squeezed her chin, regardless of Zhu Jinyu's struggle, forcibly stuffed several pills into his mouth and forced her to swallow them!

Zhu Jinyu looked at it, and clasped her throat to spit it out. It was already too late.

She gritted her teeth and stared at Duanmu Ya: "What did you feed me?"

"You have held my grandfather's life tightly, can I still feed you poison?" Duanmu Yawang said coldly: "I tell you, if you want to drag my grandpa to death, if you dare to hurt my grandpa again. Hair, I will definitely return it to your grandpa ten times a hundred times!"

Zhu Jinyu was startled.

Then he laughed, "Are you kidding me, my grandfather is in Zangyue Pavilion now, where is Zangyue Pavilion, do you think you can enter?"

"You can try. As long as I want, it's just something as simple as a sentence."

Zhu Jinyu suddenly thought of Tao Ling, of Mu Qingchen and Mu Feng, and his face suddenly fell sorrowful: "My grandfather is the head of the Zang Yuege Medical Hall. How can you move as you please? If you dare to kill My grandfather, Zang Yuege will definitely not let you go!"

Duanmu Yawang said with a sarcasm: "Miss Zhu, I advise you not to think too much of yourself, too much of your grandfather, after all, in Zangyue Pavilion, your grandfather is not as indispensable as you think."

"You have to despise my grandpa here!"

When Zhu Jinyu heard it, it suddenly sounded that Duanmu Yawang had defeated her grandfather and made her grandfather and her embarrassed in full view. He was instantly annoyed: "If you say one more thing, believe it or not, I will commit suicide immediately?"

Just as Duanmu Yawang was about to speak, Zhu Jinyu sneered: "Don't believe me, if I want to die, you won't be able to stop me or save me. Now you can save me, but I don't want to die!"

Duanmu Ya looked at her lips.

Zhu Jinyu looked at the blood flowing out of her body and smiled unkindly: "Miss Duanmu, are you sure you still stand here now, don't you go back to see your grandpa? You have to know, although we live and die together It’s hard for me, he will have the injuries on my body. Treating doesn’t mean that when I am healed, he will be able to heal. I can endure such pains. If you don’t care about such injuries, your grandfather can do the same."

Duanmu Yawang didn't understand what the ‘community’ curse was, and she had no idea about curses.

The curse is too far away for her to speak out in that era. At most, she has only seen it in books and TV. For her, these two words are just like someone told her in her life that they saw ghosts. Incredible.

However, there are more incredible things in this world.

Zhu Jinyu is a person who can practice evil arts. Everything she has now is full of mysteries and weirdness. Although she knows her words, she is not necessarily credible.

However, she did not dare to take risks.

Duanmu Liguang is the only relative in her life, and she cannot lose it.

Although, she hated being led by the nose.

"Clang!"

Seeing what Duanmu Yawang looked like, Zhu Jinyu knew what she was thinking, smiled, and stretched out her hand to pull out the long sword that was stuck in her abdomen!

"Well!"

The body of the sword was in close contact with the flesh and blood. She drew the sword out, it would inevitably hurt the flesh and blood. She couldn't help but snorted, staring straight at Duanmu Yawang: "This link, someone shared with me, it feels really good. ."

Duanmu Yawang pressed her lips coldly, without saying a word.

"Of course, you don't want to control me. I tell you, you can't control it." Zhu Jinyu sat back on her bed relaxedly, "Don't forget, I am the one who cursed. It is easy for me to change the curse, or increase the curse, or turn the curse into a grudge. Now what you have to do is better not to annoy me, otherwise, your grandfather, it is definitely better than being in hell. Still painful!"

Duanmuya was silent, and after a while, she smiled, "You like Gong Yulan, right?"

Zhu Jinyu originally stretched out her hand to touch the wound on her body. He paused when she heard the words. He remembered the scenes of Duanmu Yawang and Gong Yulan's closeness, and her eyes were as cold as a knife: "Is this showing off to me?"

"Show off? I don't mean that." Duan Muya said: "You always want to see Gong Yulan, don't you better, I will call him over now, how about you see?"

"Do not!"

When Zhu Jinyu heard this, she looked down at the wounds on her body, as well as the weird blood stains and the scorched skin on her body, and she suddenly panicked, "Don't call him over!"

She looks like this, how dare to see him!

He, when he saw her qualified appearance, he would definitely have a bad impression of her, she didn't want it!

but……

This is a good opportunity.

From the bottom of her heart, she really wanted to see him.

Even just a glance is good.

Thinking about this, she thought of a bronze mirror on one side. She stretched out her hand and took the bronze mirror abruptly, wanting to take a look at her face to see if she could see people.