......

Outside Mu Cheng's small villa, a wisp of white smoke floated into the door.

Shangguan Qing's figure gradually became clear in the hazy white smoke.

She found the surveillance camera inside the villa and saw that Youxuan left the house safely.

She then went to investigate the surveillance footage of the road outside the villa.

In the surveillance video, Youxuan was walking on the road, and a middle-aged man suddenly appeared behind him, hit him hard with a stick, and then the middle-aged man carried him back to Mu Cheng's house.

Suddenly, her eyes showed murderous intent, and she gritted her teeth and said a few words, "Mu Hongxuan...Mu Mansion."

In the blink of an eye, she disappeared from the monitoring room, carrying an imposing murderous aura with her.

......

Mu Mansion.

The suburbs are always quieter late at night than during the day.

Shangguan Qing kicked open the door of the Mu Mansion and rushed into the house.

She found that the room was surrounded by black air and had a very strong yin energy.

Every time she passed a room, she kicked open the door to see if Youxuan was inside.

After she had been searching for nearly ten minutes, Mu Cheng finally showed up. His face was pale, as if someone had sucked all his blood.

The dark aura on his body was so thick that it was disturbing.

The moonlight shone in the yard, and the two men stood in the middle confronting each other.

She used the spiritual power in her body, and her body was soon surrounded by wisps of silver-white spiritual energy.

"Where is Youxuan?"

Mu Cheng answered irrelevantly, his tone full of dissatisfaction, "You should have come two hours later. You are not welcome at the Mu Mansion if you come too early."

Shangguan Qing's anger was instantly ignited by him, and he swooped down and strangled him. The green plants around him made sounds due to the vibration of the spiritual energy, and the fallen leaves on the ground were also scattered.

In an instant, Mu Cheng was pinned to the ground by her.

But he was not afraid, he laughed loudly, spread his hands and made the shape of the Chinese character "大" on the ground.

"Kill me! If you kill me, Youxuan will also die." He stared at Shangguan Qing with wide eyes, with a fearless look on his face.

Her hands began to tremble nervously, "What did you do to him?"

......

Shangguan Qing pressed Mu Cheng down and asked him to lead the way to find Youxuan.

The two walked into a secret room.

The flickering candlelight illuminated Youxuan's pale and frightened face, and his palms were still dripping with blood.

He was lying on a wooden board, his limbs limp and his eyes closed.

Ancient and strange runes are carved on the surrounding walls, as if they can devour all light and vitality.

The air was filled with a suffocating smell of blood, which was incompatible with the silver-white spiritual energy surrounding Shangguan Qing.

Mu Cheng sneered, "If you were willing to cooperate with me, how could this white tiger end up in such a miserable state? The evil blood curse on him has been improved by me. It will slowly erode his soul until he becomes a walking corpse."

His voice was low and sinister, with an unquestionable determination.

Shangguan Qing's fist slammed heavily into Mu Cheng's chest with a roar that broke the wind.

He was thrown several feet away like a rag, and fell heavily to the ground, with dust flying everywhere.

Mu Cheng stood up unsteadily with a smug smile on his face.

"It's all your fault, Shangguan Qing! Are you in pain? Are you feeling guilty? Unfortunately, it's too late even if you regret it."

Then, Shangguan Qing made another side kick, so fast that one could hear the sound of the wind in one's ears.

Mu Cheng was knocked to the ground by her again.

Shangguan Qing was filled with rage, "If anything happens to him, I will tear you into pieces and bury you with him!"

Whether it is the ghost messenger in the underworld or the wandering souls, they all know that Shangguan Qing is a person who protects his own people.

No one dared to bully the people of the Underworld in front of her, not even the King of Hell.

She rushed to Youxuan's side in two steps, squatted down, her eyes filled with unconcealable anxiety and heartache.

The dim candlelight shone on Youxuan's paper-pale face, which did not look as lively and active as usual.

"I'm sorry..." She choked up.

She should go find Mu Cheng herself.

He shouldn't be left alone in danger.

It was her fault.

Shangguan Qing gently lifted up Youxuan's injured hand, and saw a pool of thick black blood that was almost dripping out slowly wriggling in the center of his palm.

The black blood seemed to have life, constantly corroding the skin around him, and the edges were already purple.

"Mu Cheng, from today on, I, Shangguan Qing, the head of the Netherworld Department, will do everything I can to destroy the Mu Mansion and you. From now on, you will be on your own."

After saying that, she picked up Youxuan and eventually turned into a wisp of light white smoke, penetrating the strict barriers of the Mu Mansion and disappearing into the night.

Mu Cheng struggled to get up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Those sinister eyes flickered in the darkness.

He sneered, "You are still so shameless when you are about to die. I will wait for you to come back and beg me."

......

Hades.

The Underworld.

Shangguan Qing placed him in the center of the hall and continuously injected spiritual energy into his body.

Wrapped in Shangguan Qing's spiritual power, Youxuan's body gradually emitted a faint fluorescent light.

The light faded, and the white tiger's huge body seemed a little weak, and even its breathing became heavy and slow.

Shangguan Qing gently stroked Baihu's forehead, his eyes full of tenderness.

She watched Youxuan grow up, and he was no different from her own brother.

But now because she was cursed with blood...

Shangguan Qing's eyes were red, filled with a mixture of guilt and heartache for Youxuan.

"I'm going to find Hades!"

She turned and left the Underworld.

......

Palace of Pluto.

Pluto, dressed in a black robe, sat on a high seat holding a comic book, reading it with great interest.

Shangguan Qing suddenly rushed forward, scaring Hades so much that he almost dropped the book.

Hades shouted angrily, "Are you sick? You can't even make a sound when you walk."

"Youxuan is in trouble, please help me save him." Her voice was a little hoarse, as if something was stuck in her throat.

Hades looked serious and said, "Let's go."

......

In the center of the Netherworld Palace.

Pluto and Shangguan Qing stood on both sides of Youxuan.

He frowned and gently touched the squirming black blood with his fingertips.

Hades was surprised, "There are actually people who know the evil blood curse."

Shangguan Qing asked anxiously, "How do I solve it? I tried using my spiritual power, but it didn't work."

According to what Mu Cheng said, the method of cracking it has become more difficult after the improvement.

Hades, "This curse is very serious. It requires the blood of the person who cast the curse to break it."

His voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a hammer, striking Shangguan Qing's heart.

If she needs Mu Cheng's blood, then she will go and get it.

A look of determination flashed across Shangguan Qing's eyes, and he turned to leave, but was stopped by Hades.

"If you rush over now, won't you just fall into a trap? They are just waiting for you to fall into their trap."

"But I can't just watch Youxuan get into trouble!" She shook off Hades' hand, "Master, please help me take care of him."