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Chapter 319 The Art of Evil Curse
There was nothing wrong with eldest grandson Xue'er's complexion at first glance, but upon closer inspection, one could clearly find that there was no trace of blood on her face. Although she was fair, there was a hint of death between her brows.

Not only that, but the eldest grandson Xue'er stood there weakly, and there was an aura of death all over her body. This aura was so heavy that it enveloped her face like a layer of heavy veil, making Mu Wanxi It is not clear what the fate of the eldest grandson Xueer will be.

Mu Wanxi had never seen such a dead person who was still alive.

It was clear that Changsun Xue'er's body must have undergone some changes beyond his imagination. At this time, Mu Wanxi was staring at this woman coldly, without any waves in his eyes.

Instead, the eldest grandson Xue'er raised her handkerchief to wipe her tears, lowered her eyes to cover up the ferocious flashes in her eyes, and blessed her softly, "All blessings, Your Royal Highness."

"Miss Xueer, I haven't seen you for a long time. I don't know when Miss Xueer came back?" Although the eldest grandson's family tried their best to hide it before, Mu Wanxi knew that this eldest grandson Xueer hadn't returned home for several days and nights, and now she came back suddenly , still lifeless, must have experienced something during a few days out.

"Just this morning. When I came back, I heard the news of my mother's death. I really felt bad." The eldest grandson Xue'er lowered her head and cried sadly, but unexpectedly happened to see the spirit jade bracelet on Mu Wanxi's wrist.

Greedy bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared in the eyes, and the eldest grandson Xue'er could not wait to chop off Mu Wanxi's hand and grab the bracelet!
But she couldn't be impulsive, sobbed hypocritically, looked at Mu Wanxi choked up and said, "Although my mother is not your biological mother, Your Highness, the Princess, she has always told me that she treats Your Highness as her own daughter, and loves Your Highness." In addition, His Royal Highness came here today to pay tribute to the funeral, so he must offer a stick of incense to his mother."

With cold eyes, she watched the eldest grandson Xue'er pick up the three sticks of incense and light them in front of the spiritual case. Mu Wanxi remembered this and watched the woman put the three sticks of incense into her hands.

Originally, she didn't intend to stay in this place, so Mu Wanxi took the incense and walked towards the coffin.

There is an incense burner in front of the coffin, which is full of ashes for mourning by those who come to offer incense.

It was impossible to kneel down to Ponzi, Mu Wanxi stood there with a cold expression, from this angle, he could just see Ponzi in the coffin.

Pang was wearing a snow-white mourning dress, and his neck was blocked by a high collar. Even though Mu Wanxi was still some distance away from her, he could smell the blood on Pang's body.

The stench that came from the blood of many people mixed together was covered by sandalwood, and came from under Pang's collar.

Mu Wanxi casually inserted the three sticks of incense in her hand into the incense burner, and took a closer look with her probe.

Vaguely, she seemed to see the wound on Ponzi's neck and a circle of spells wrapped around the wound.

Seeing this scene, the eldest grandson Xue'er sneered, and her mind moved slightly.

Immediately, a frightening hostility spurted out from the charm on Pang's neck, smashing the high collar in an instant, and the evil energy flooded into the entire mourning hall like a haze in an instant.

"The art of evil curse?" Mu Wanxi saw at a glance that there was a strange spell on Ponzi's neck. While his face sank, he watched the dead Pangzi open his blood-red eyes, and raised his hand to reveal a dark purple color. fingernails, scratching towards her cheek.

(End of this chapter)