1291 He actually broke my spell

Wen Muchu’s heart ached faintly.

He pursed his lips and patted Lan Xiao’s shoulder gently.

He really couldn’t bear to see her cry. When she cried, his heart would be in a mess.

Her tears were like knives, cutting his heart ruthlessly …

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There was a voice in his heart that was shouting with all his might.

Wen Muchu, don’t believe her nonsense. She’s lying to you.

However, no matter how loud that voice was, he still couldn’t bear to see Lan Xiao sad.

He hugged Lan Xiao tightly and closed his eyes. He didn’t want to hear the voice in his heart.

Unexpectedly, after a few seconds, Wen Muchu could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Lan Xiao was frightened. She raised her hand and covered the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

“Chuchu, what’s wrong?”

Wen Muchu only felt that after spitting out a mouthful of blood, his entire person was much calmer.

That was because the voice that had been shouting in his mind had suddenly disappeared.

He pursed his lips slightly and wanted to smile at Lan Xiao.

However, he did not expect his vision to turn black, and he fainted.

Lan Xiao was so shocked that he was out of his wits. She held onto Wen Muchu to prevent him from falling and shouted hysterically at the door.

“Someone, hurry up! Someone come!”

Old Mr. Wen was originally standing guard outside the door. Upon hearing Lan Xiao’s call, he immediately got his men to push the door open and enter.

When he saw that Wen Muchu had vomited blood and fainted …

what’s the matter? what happened? ” old Mr. Wen asked in a panic.

Lan Xiao sobbed and replied,”I don’t know what happened either. He was fine, but he vomited blood.” Hurry up, get the doctor to come over and take a look.”

Old Mr. Wen did not dare to delay any further. While getting the doctor, he also instructed his men to bring Wen Muchu to a bedroom in the dressing room to rest.

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At the same time, Wen Muchu vomited blood. At the same time, da bu, who was casting his spell, could not help but vomit blood as well.

Darkness came before his eyes, and he quickly reached out to hold the wall beside him.

Da bu’s eyes were filled with astonishment and shock. He stared at the wooden tablet on the table in front of him and muttered in a stunned voice.

“How could this be? Wen Muchu, he actually broke my spell?”

Da bu couldn’t believe it. The sorcery that he had always been so proud of, would one day have no effect on Wen Muchu?

Da bu immediately steadied his body and tidied up the wooden tablet with Wen Muchu’s birth date on it in a panic.

However, he saw that there was a crack on the wooden token.

There was actually blood seeping out of the tears.

Da bu’s heart suddenly sank.

He had been a spellcaster for decades, but this was the first time he had encountered such an incredible thing.

How strong must Wen Muchu’s willpower be in order to break through his witchcraft and free himself?

This person’s mind was too strong.

Da bu was staring at the broken wooden sign in a daze when the door was suddenly kicked open from the outside.

Da bu’s eyes were filled with surprise as he heard a loud bang.

He turned his head and looked at the door in a daze.

He saw a tall man in a suit and leather shoes, with a cigarette in his mouth, step in.

“Yingluo, Who are you? How did you find this place and barge in?” Da man’s eyes were filled with shock as he asked in a trembling voice.

This was a place that Lou Yu city had specially prepared for him to use his spell techniques.

Other than Lou Yucheng and assistant Qiao, there was no fourth person who knew about this place.