Yuri had lived for six thousand years, and it wasn't like he hadn't thought about love before. But a vampire woman was like a drop of extra-spicy chili oil in a glass of water—the flavor was indescribable. It was easy to see through, no need to savor it. There was no romance, no mystery. They were straightforward, ready to fight at the slightest disagreement. It was either I conquer you, or you conquer me. Conquest was by force, not by the heart.
What about humans? They were too weak, and he couldn't really feel any emotion towards food other than "filling his stomach." And he particularly hoped to meet a vampire with human emotions.
Luo Youyou is half human, half demon, half vampire. Aside from a hint of human blood, she lacks any emotional traits. But as the old saying goes, when you meet someone, all other standards become empty talk. Love is love, so what can you do? Should you just empty your heart and fill it with someone else?
This might be possible for others, but it is completely impossible for the Freno people. The Freno people like to be alone, and once they have chosen someone, there is no possibility for them to fall in love with someone else unless that person dies.
He had spent six thousand years imagining the concept of love, believing he would eventually find it. However, the reality was completely different: he fell in love with a woman who was even more vampire-like than a vampire. This woman didn't understand romance, didn't know how to act coquettishly, and didn't consider giving you too much face. Sometimes, she would even protect you behind her back, without even a shred of consideration for your dignity as a man.
"Luo Youyou, why on earth did I fall in love with you?" Yuri put his hands on Luo Youyou's shoulders and spoke in a deep tone.
"What? Do you regret it?" At this moment, Luo Youyou's heart sank a little.
"Oh my god!" Yuri held his forehead and slumped onto the pillow. He was trying to say "I love you without a reason", but why did it become regret when it came to Luo Youyou?
"If you regret it, don't stay in my bed!" Luo Youyou grabbed another pillow and threw it at Yuri.
Yuri suddenly sat up again and pressed her down. Although their two cold bodies were pressed together, they felt as if they were burned by fire. He stared into her eyes and said word by word, "Luo Youyou, remember, I, Yuri, will never regret falling in love with you! My love for you will last until I die..."
Luo Youyou suddenly reached out and pressed his head, sealing his lips...
The wind was still raging outside the window, and the heavy rain was pouring down on the earth with all its might, but it couldn't extinguish the raging fire in the hearts of the two people at this moment...
Circe had vanished. The Last Words mobilized nearly the entire Nofel tribe to search for her, but there was no trace. This was a profound humiliation for the Nofel. There was nothing the Nofel couldn't uncover, and no one they couldn't find. Yet, Circe had vanished, leaving no trace.
With only one day left in the seven-day deadline, they still hadn't made any progress. Cheng Bang had already fled with most of the Soul Killer Sect's core members, but Luo Youyou knew that as long as the Demon Lord didn't intend to let them go, even if they fled to the ends of the earth, it would be useless.
Mu Yaxi locked herself in the basement for three days and three nights. Except for the time when Yin Zhan opened the door to bring her food, she kept the door locked tightly at other times. A woman who loves beauty so much could actually endure not taking a bath for three days.
Just when Luo Youyou was at a loss, Mu Yaxi rushed out of the basement with a disheveled face, holding a book, and a face full of excitement, "It's broken! She changed the Lost Soul Curse."
The Soul-Losing Curse is a spell used by white witches. Mu Yaxi did not expect at first that a black witch "ancestor" would actually use the spell of white witches, so she took a lot of detours.
The Loss of Souls Curse, as the name suggests, is a spell that causes a person to "lose their soul," but it's not meant to harm. Some demented individuals often suffer from a problem with their souls. White witches use the Loss of Souls Curse to force the soul out of the body, identify the problem, and then repair it. Finally, they use the Fixing Soul Curse to inject the intact soul back into the body, restoring the person's sanity.
The Lost Soul Curse is actually the most basic spell used by white witches to cure diseases and save lives.
The Lost Soul Curse used by Circe was a modified version. Mu Yaxi discovered the altered phrases after repeated comparisons. Although only one or two words were changed in each phrase, the effect was completely different.
Blood samples cast with this blackened soul-destroying spell won't affect vampires directly. Instead, they must pass through a human carrier and combine with a living organism to be effective. Ingesting contaminated human blood will appear to be poisoning, but in reality, it's not poisoning at all, but soul-destroying. For those under this spell, simply locate their souls and use the Soul-Fixing Spell. However, they're deceived by the appearance of poisoning.
Mu Yaxi also asked Mu Long to draw blood samples from the "poisoned people" for analysis these two days. As she guessed, there was nothing abnormal in their blood, so it was impossible for them to make the so-called antidote that did not exist at all through the blood samples.
But why did Circe go to so much trouble to do all this?
"Can you solve it?" Luo Youyou asked, stroking Mu Yaxi's messy hair.
Mu Yaxi took a big sip of water, but before she swallowed it, she puffed out her cheeks and shook her head. After a pause, she said, "Although the Mu family is good at using spells, they are completely different from witches' spells. I haven't received such training. We need to find a witch of a higher rank to break the spell. After all, it was cast by Sersi. Even if we know that the Soul-Fixing Spell can be broken, it won't be that easy. Oh, right, the Witch Emperor can break it. Let her bring a few high-ranking witches to help us break it."
Mu Yaxi finished her words in one breath, then tilted her head back to drink some water. She'd been so absorbed in the basement, she'd forgotten all about food and sleep, but when she came to, she was practically thirsty. How could a woman live without the nourishment of water?
It is easy to say that it is easy to break the curse, but it is not so easy to enter Laman Island. Except for Luo Youyou, anyone else who wants to enter has to experience the mirage of the desert again. They don’t want to experience the feeling of being almost burned by the scorching heat of the desert for the second time in their lifetime.
The time on Raman Island is slightly different from that in the human world. One moment on Raman Island is almost one day in the human world. Today is the last day of the seven-day limit, and Luo Youyou cannot leave.
"I'm going to meet that woman." Yueshenxun took a step forward, her face calm.
Mu Yaxi handed the magic bottle that had been prepared long ago to her, rubbed her temples and went upstairs. She was so sleepy that her eyelids were fighting each other. She yawned and said, "Don't worry. You won't die so quickly after being hit by the Soul-Loss Curse. You may look dead, but you are not really dead. Just keep your body safe." After that, she waved weakly with her back to everyone and disappeared around the corner of the stairs.
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