After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

"Can you really do this?"

The gust of wind circled her several times. "You have a scent that I like."

The taste of glittering gold.

"It is the power of merit."

In Nanhuang's daze, she felt as if someone had mentioned the power of merit to her.

"I like the power of merit in you." It circled her several times, as if it wanted to explore all of her value. "I see, it's interesting, interesting."

"Nan Clan Nanhuang, as long as you are willing to sacrifice all your karma in this life, I can help you remove the curse of the people you care about."

"cause?"

The gust of wind said with a businessman's smile: "Yes."

"You can go back and think about it. But the longer you wait, the greater the backlash will be, the greater the cost of expelling his curse, and the less effective it will be."

"Tomorrow's price is different from today's price." It walked around her and said, "Do you want to think about it, or make your decision now for the sake of your husband and children?"

"What does it mean that the effect is smaller?" Nanhuang asked.

"As time goes on, my strength may not be enough to remove his curse." It said with a smile, "I am a system of equal exchange. I am your only chance to deal with the power of God. ."

…

Suddenly the voice disappeared, Nanhuang raised his head and looked at Rong Wuye in a daze. Rong Wuye and Mo Shafeng recovered and looked at her together.

"Miss Ye, why are you here?" Mo Shafeng lowered his head and thought, and asked in confusion.

"Get you out." Nanhuang said with all his thoughts hidden.

"Help me out?" Mo Shafeng was confused, "I just came in."

"Did you just come in?"

Nanhuang raised his head and looked at Rongfeng. Rongfeng thought for a while and answered Nanhuang's question. "My memory has just come in."

"Really?" Mo Shafeng was still confused, "I'm just curious about this place. Let's come in and have a look. Let's go out first and then talk."

The three people walked out and reached the door of the tree cave. Nanhuang followed the old woman's instructions and walked out of the altar holding one person by the other.

It was night outside the altar and it was quiet.

The fifth master lowered his head slightly. He clearly remembered that he went in in the morning, and it should have been less than an hour since he entered the altar. Why did he come out at night?

At this moment, Yang Bo, who was sitting on the ground not far away, immediately stood up. Yang Bo, who could not adapt to wearing an animal skin skirt, was shivering with cold and said: "You are finally out. Do you know that you have been in there for three days?" It’s been three nights! Nanlin and I wanted to rush in more than once to check out the situation, but if the old woman hadn’t stopped us and said you would definitely come back, we would have rushed in a long time ago!”

Mo Shafengrong, fifth master Nanhuang looked at each other in shock.

Three days and nights?

Didn't they just go in?

After everyone returned to their own residences, each had his or her own restlessness.

Mo Shafeng felt weird.

Rong Feng and Nan Huang also found it strange.

"How could this happen?" Rong Feng frowned, "Is there any scientific explanation for this?"

Nanhuang turned around, hugged his waist, and tried her best to press against him.

The man felt his wife's tenderness and dependence, and he touched her head. "Little one, are you scared?"

She is not afraid.

But the system dad said that as long as she was close to him, the effect of his curse would be slow.

She wanted to stay close to him so that he would be healthy.

Early the next morning, when Nanhuang got up, he saw that Rongfeng was not walking normally.

He seemed to think he was approaching the table, but when he put his hand on it, he found that the table was not there.

Nanhuang immediately ran forward and took Rong Feng's hand. Rong Feng smiled slightly and said, "Sorry, I felt a little confused when I woke up this morning."

Nanhuang looked at his unfocused eyes that were looking at her.

The hot tears in his eyes fell to the ground one by one.

"What's wrong? Why don't you speak?" The man hugged her domineeringly, "If you don't speak, I will kiss you."

The man hugged her and walked to the bed: "Or do you want my little thing so early in the morning?"

He laid her down on the bed, raised the man's wanton smile and said, "Although she is probably pregnant with the baby, it's only been two days. It shouldn't matter even if she does it once at this time."

"You bastard!" Nanhuang hit him on the shoulder, and she controlled her tears and voice.

"Are you shy?" He ticked her little nose, chuckled and threw himself into her arms, "I really want to die on you."

"..."

He said a lot of dirty words, obviously trying to divert her attention, but how could she not notice that his eyesight had begun to deteriorate. He has entered the third stage of degeneration of the five senses, visual degeneration.

What that altar told her was true.

Nanhuang couldn't bear it anymore. She hugged his neck and raised her body to kiss his lips.

The pain and cherishment in her heart, his possessiveness and love, all kinds of emotions were intertwined together.

She wanted him to be alive, and she wanted everyone to be well.

Nanhuang stopped testing him.

Nan Lin proposed to leave the Zhu family, but was unanimously rejected by Nanhuang Rongfeng and Mo Shafeng.

The altar was indeed too strange. The three people who had suffered a strange loss for three days refused to leave the Zhu family now.

So these people temporarily settled in Zhu's house.

In the stone house, Rong Feng was even more arrogant than before. He faced Fang Xi in Nanhuang, held his chin, smiled and called his wife over and over again.

"I love you my wife."

"Are you tired of it? Isn't it disgusting?"

"I'm not tired of it, I just want to say it a few more times."

"That's enough." Nanhuang said, "Speak slowly from now on, you don't need to say it a hundred times a day."

"A hundred times is not enough?" The man smiled, "Do you want to tell me that I love you, husband? You rarely call me husband."

Nanhuang walked forward angrily, lowered his head and kissed his lips, and then said angrily and quickly: "Husband, I love you."

The five words were spoken in almost one second, and then he turned back to study his own affairs.

Rong Feng looked in the direction of Nanhuang, held her chin and smiled slightly.

In the dead of night, the man hugged her and fell asleep.

The woman pressed against his chest and finally couldn't bear it anymore, crying uncontrollably.

She couldn't accept his leaving.

No matter whether that power was trustworthy or not, no matter how many thorns lay ahead, as long as there was a ten thousandth chance, she wanted to save his life.

A week has passed since I last left the altar.

This week, she was so greedy for his kindness to her.

Now, it's time.

If the delay continues and Rong Feng becomes completely blind, I wonder if the role of the altar will not be enough.

She quietly left the bed and looked back at him over and over again.

"phoenix."

She prayed softly, "You must wait for me to come back."