"You, what did you say..."

Wang Longxing's face trembled violently, and he spoke tremblingly, his face turned pale!

However, Ye Wuque turned his eyes and looked at another dark survivor, and continued to speak lightly.

"This one can still live for about a year."

"This one can barely live for two years."

"This one is a short-lived ghost, and it will be almost three months."

...

Like the god of death, standing on the floor, Ye Wuque looked down at each dark survivor, and said such life-threatening words.

The faces of the dark survivors who were looked at and spoken by Ye Wuque changed drastically in an instant, and they felt cold all over their bodies, and there was an endless fear rippling in their hearts.

Finally, Ye Wuque's eyes fell on Wang Huyue, who had fainted and was lying on the ground. He exclaimed softly: "This one is not bad. He is the longest-lived among you. He can almost live..." "

About three years."

The whole hall has become dead silent. The dark survivors stared at Ye Wuque, their eyes intertwined with madness and fear!

"You, you're talking nonsense!!"

Wang Longxing screamed, veins popping out on his face.

Ye Wuque looked at all the dark survivors with more and more pity, as if he was looking at a group of dead people.

"At midnight in the middle of every month, you will feel itchy all over your body, wishing you could tear your skin and dig out your flesh and blood." "At the end of

the month, the blood in your body will be extremely hot and boiling, and

your whole body will feel like it is burning in flames, with your skin torn and your flesh torn apart, and you will feel pain." "And at the beginning of every month, the tendons in your body will be tangled like crazy, and the pain of tearing will spread all over your body. On that day, you won't even have the strength to move, and you can only howl."

When these three sentences slowly fell from Ye Wuque's mouth, all the dark survivors were struck by lightning, and endless fear and disbelief surged in their eyes. They looked at Ye Wuque as if they were looking at a devil! !

"How, how do you know???"

Wang Longxing's eyes almost bulged out, staring at Ye Wuque, as if thousands of stars were shattering in his mind!

This is the pain and curse that only the dark survivors will know! !

"Tsk tsk, from the age of seven or eight, I have to endure this torture, month after month, year after year."

"Three times a month of hell torture, even if I get through it, I will cough violently for the rest of the time, and it's worse than death. Such a life is really pitiful..."

"Until I reach the end of my life, it's all over."

Ye Wuque spoke again, and every word was like a huge mountain that pressed down on all the dark survivors, making their faces full of despair! !

"Descendants, generation after generation, will always have sickly dark yellow eyes, and will never be able to get rid of the curse, endless."

"Your fathers, and before that, some people can live over a hundred years..."

"Enough!! Stop talking!!! Stop talking!!!"

Wang Longxing screamed madly, veins bulging on his face, his eyes became crazy and desperate, like a seriously injured beast, emitting endless evil spirit and resentment! !

All the dark survivors breathed quickly, and the expressions on their faces became a mixture of despair and resentment!

They hated!

They resented!

But in the end, they all turned into boundless despair and powerlessness!

"Who are you? Who are you? Speak!!!"

Wang Longxing suddenly raised his head, and his bloodshot eyes stared at Ye Wuque. Ye Wuque's eyes at this moment had become calm and deep, and he looked down at him like a high and mighty god.

"Ahhhhh!"

As if hurt by Ye Wuque's eyes, Wang Longxing went completely crazy, and a powerful aura burst out from his whole body. His Yuanli surged, as if he took a step forward like a tiger, and the whole person soared into the sky and crashed into Ye Wuque! !

Wherever he passed, the void trembled, and the stairs were shaking violently!

"Insolent!!!"

However, before Wang Longxing rushed to within ten feet of Ye Wuque, a cold and eerie roar exploded in Wang Longxing's ears like thunder!

A foot seemed to step from the sky and firmly hit his chest!

Bang! !

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Longxing immediately let out a muffled groan, and the whole person flew backwards at twice the speed of when he came, and hit the ground hard, his chest trembled violently, his throat surged, and blood spurted out immediately!

"Boss!!"

"Boss!!"

...

Those dark survivors rushed over like crazy!

On the floor, Mu Daoqi slowly retracted his right foot and stood behind Ye Wuque again, while Ye Wuque still stood with his hands behind his back, expressionless.

On the ground, Wang Longxing lay quietly. All the dark survivors around him were calling him, but he kept coughing up blood from his mouth. His bloody eyes stared blankly at the roof of Tingfeng Tower, filled with endless confusion and despair! Dark nobles

!

Once upon a time, in the dark hall, these four words represented supreme glory!

At that time, they were called dark nobles, who would not give them face?

But when they came back, with the inheritance of blood from generation to generation, they were shocked to find that they naturally got not only life from their parents, but also... curses! !

Curses from ancestors!

Pain! Torture! Until death!

Over and over again, generation after generation, it has been passed down so miserably.

Why did the dark nobles become dark survivors?

Why did the extremely glorious and respected identity become the object of disgust, fear, and disgust!

Why did they become what they are today?

It's all because of this damn curse! !

Every survivor of darkness is destined to a life of tragedy from the moment they are born!

In the case that their lives are not guaranteed, they can only numb themselves with decadence and madness, so that they can feel that they are still alive!

This time!

Why do they try their best, even take out the Tianen Order, and summon the ancestors to get the Tingfeng Tower!

In fact, the most fundamental reason is not only to give the dark survivors a base camp, but also to start a comprehensive study of the blood curse in the body after controlling the Tingfeng Tower, and get enough benefits and guarantees, and then try every means to fight the curse, and then be able to completely remove this damn curse that has poisoned the dark nobles for generations! ! !

But now... it's all over...

there is no Tingfeng Tower.

The dark survivors are just a group of trash and scum, who can only be as domineering as a stray dog. It seems that no one dares to provoke them, but who in the entire dark world does not despise them? Who doesn't hate them?

If there is no Tianen Order, they would probably have been beaten to death long ago! !

It's their own fault, maybe they really can't live...

Wang Longxing's eyes were filled with tears of despair, and he showed a desperate bitter smile.

"Help me... up..."

"Let's... go..."

Wang Longxing spoke hoarsely, with despair and powerlessness.

A group of dark survivors immediately helped Wang Longxing up. These people were shrouded in despair and bitterness. What awaited them would be a painful death, which was a curse that could not be thrown away.

"Do you want to live?"

"Do you want to get rid of... the curse that fate has given to your lineage?"

However, at this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded, and it seemed like a thunderbolt that bombarded the ears, hearts, and souls of every dark survivor!

Wang Longxing trembled violently. He turned around with difficulty, and his pair of blood-red eyes stared at Ye Wuque who had spoken. His expression was ferocious, and he tried his best to squeeze out a word from his throat!

"What... do you mean?"

On the floor above, Ye Wuque, who looked down at all the dark survivors with deep and unfathomable eyes, suddenly smiled gently at this moment.

This smile fell into Wang Longxing's eyes, as if he saw a smiling... devil.