My princess is black

Chapter 1501 1538. See also the curse

Chapter 1501 1538. See also the curse (8)

Su Wangchuan was looking for while teaching Yanling techniques.

Yanling Wenyan deliberately put on a face, pretending to be expressionless, slowly, he felt that the whole face would be stiff if it didn't move!

The corners of Su Wangchuan's mouth twitched and he glanced at him. Suddenly there was a restless voice behind him, and Su Wangchuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Who? Come out?"

Someone actually followed them furtively.

Yanling also narrowed his eyes, and looked in the direction Su Wangchuan was looking at.

I saw the patriarch of the Yan clan crawling out from the pile of stones beside him, "Young master, it's me, I know what you are looking for, I can take you there, young master, do you know? Only you come back , our Yan Clan has the hope of being saved, I don’t know how many years I’ve been waiting for it!”

It turns out... Yanling has the same mission as her.

The young master of the Yan Clan?Now the patriarch of the Yan clan is respectful to him, and when the curse of the Yan clan is lifted, what kind of attitude might change?
This Yan clan can even betray his own clansmen for the sake of the Yan clan, what else can he not do?

……

On the top of the Flame Mountain in the center of the square.

There is a huge altar above the clouds. This altar is somewhat similar to the previous altar of the Nether Race. This shows that this curse was set by one person.

Why did this person curse the Nether and Yan tribes?
What harm did these two races do to him?
"Chenchuan..." Above the clouds, Su Wangchuan saw another person, it was Duanmubai!
Su Wangchuan frowned, "Why are you here?"

Duanmubai hurriedly ran towards her, and with a bang, he was blocked by a barrier, "Chenchuan... I don't know why I am here, what is this place? It's so hot!"

Duanmu's white pants were all that was left, and the pants were hanging loosely around his waist, and his lean upper body could not be seen to have muscles at all.

This is not the point, the point is... He seemed to be imprisoned on the altar by a force.

"Wait a minute." Su Wangchuan jumped up, walked towards the altar, raised his hand and shattered the barrier with a force, "What's going on? Why did you suddenly appear here?"

"Huh..." Duanmubai panted heavily, "How would I know why I'm in this ghost place? If I say that I wake up here after sleeping, would you believe me?"

The corner of Su Wangchuan's mouth twitched, "Your safety awareness is really bad!" After saying that, Su Wangchuan set up a barrier on his body to block the heat from the flame mountain!

Duanmubai took a deep breath, "Chenchuan, what the hell kind of place is this? Why is it so hot?"

"The one! Can you put on your clothes and talk to me first?" Su Wangchuan looked him up and down, raised his eyebrows and said.

"Oh!" Duanmubai turned around mechanically, and really went to put on his clothes!
Su Wangchuan turned his eyes to look at the altar, there was an afterimage on the small altar, it was the shadow of cloud and mist, a phantom of a man holding a weapon and casting a curse there!
"Duanmubai, did you see it?" Su Wangchuan narrowed his eyes, trying to make himself see clearly.

"See what?" Duanmubai followed her gaze, "There is nothing? Except for that huge toad, which is relatively rare here, there is nothing special at all."

 【Ask for a ticket, ask for a monthly pass...】

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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