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Chapter 664 Emperor Ying's Fury [12 More]

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    After Job made the phone call, he was very anxious.

    In the past, Caesar would sleep for a long time every month because of his body.

    But nothing like this has ever happened.

    What exactly is going on?

    **

    When Caesar woke up again, it was already night.

    He supported the bed and sat up, his head still had a residual sense of dizziness, as if he had been swung with a stick more than a dozen times.

    Caesar couldn't help hissing, muttering: 'Who hit me.  "

    A cold voice rang in his ear: "Still dizzy?"

    Caesar was a little unresponsive.

    Ying Zijin's voice was slow, and he spoke again: "Cesis, look at me."

    Only then did Caesar come back to his senses, still a little confused, he raised his head in a daze: "Boss?"

    Why is his boss here?

    What happened just now?

    On the side, Job had lingering fears: "Master, you fainted in the morning, and the medical equipment didn't find out what caused you."

    "It was I who called Miss Ying and treated you, and you just woke up."

    He watched the process of Ying Zijin's treatment for Caesar, and he did not use the gold and silver needles that ancient doctors used to, but only a set of Tarot cards.

    Job was also confused.

    I didn't understand what was going on at all.

    "Ah, Boss, I'm sorry to trouble you again." Caesar rubbed his temples, adding a bit of fatigue to his voice, "Maybe my body is getting weaker and weaker."

    Alchemy changes the speed of cell division, etc., but one day all cells will die.

    Caesar knew that that day was his death day.

    "It's not that your body is bad." Ying Zijin raised his eyes, "You have been cursed, don't you know?"

    Caesar suddenly became sober, startled: "Put a spell?"

    Casting a spell is a Western term, but in China, it is "sha"

    Both are essentially the same, a curse.

    Ying Zijin nodded: "Who did you meet after the dance?"

    Caesar's consciousness is still a little unclear, he tried hard to think back: "I have never seen anyone except your boss and his employees, what am I"

    He held his head, trying to get rid of the dizziness.

    "Be patient for now, it's just been lifted, it will take a while to recover." Ying Zijin said lightly, "You don't have to think about it, I'll see for myself."

    She re-laid the tarot cards and quickly chose three cards.

    Caesar knew nothing about divination, so he could only watch.

    Ten seconds later, Ying Zijin narrowed his eyes slightly: "The skills are not bad."

    Ordinary fortunetellers need to get the horoscope of the target's birthday before they can cast a spell.

    Except for her and Norton, no one knows Caesar's real date of birth.

    Even so, he was still under the spell.

    Prove that the fortune-teller who cast the spell is on the same level as Wuchuan in terms of ability.

    Definitely the senior level.

    "Boss, what kind of spell did she cast on me?" Caesar took a slow breath, "I have no strength at all."

    "Hua Guo's saying is called 'Peach Blossom Evil'." Ying Zijin said, "You have been hit by Peach Blossom Evil, and you can only contact one woman in your life. If you stay too far away from her, your body function will continue to decline."

    "At the same time, you will slowly fall in love with her, and you can only live by relying on her."

    Caesar was startled and sweated all over: "So scary?"

    What is the difference between this and a puppet?

    "Well, Peach Blossom Evil is very common. Most people will only think that they are sick, and will not think about other things." Ying Zijin said softly, "But you are the most powerful Peach Blossom Evil, and the reaction will be great."

    Caesar pressed his head, weakly: "Boss, is this the reason you figured out that I don't have a girlfriend?"

    "No, it was an accident." Ying Zijin stood up and raised her eyebrows, "Besides, you might have a girlfriend."

    Caesar was taken aback for a moment and looked up.

    Ying Zijin had already opened the door and left.

    "Boss, what are you doing? You haven't finished your sentence yet."

    The girl's voice floated from afar, cold and cold: "I will avenge you."

    Caesar was stunned for a moment, and these words brought him back a hundred years ago.

    He was also bullied at that time, and his boss also said these four words, and then put the person who bullied him in front of him.So from that time on, he swore.

    In this life, he will follow Ying Zijin to the death.

    Don't give up, don't give up, until his life comes to an end.

    It turns out that after so many years, nothing has changed.

    Caesar leaned on the bed, was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned his head: "Job, what do you mean by my boss' words?"

    "Which sentence?"

    "Say I might have a girlfriend."

    Caesar attached great importance to this sentence.

    "Uh" Job paused, and tactfully persuaded, "Master, you should take care of your health first. With your current physical condition, I am afraid that even Miss Lita, who danced with you the day before yesterday, will be able to dance with you."  Just knock you down with one hand."

    Caesar: ""

    With a gloomy expression, he pulled the quilt over his head.

    **

    The night is very deep.

    The lights in the town went out quite a bit.

    And in that wooden house, the old lady was still awake.

    She is wearing reading glasses and reading a book by the light.

    Holly wasn't here tonight, just the old lady.

    The heavy wooden door suddenly creaked, but there was no sound of footsteps.

    The old woman's expression changed: "Who?!"

    She turned her head suddenly, and the lights in the room were brightened at this moment, illuminating the girl's beautiful face.

    The girl's complexion is extremely bright, with an aggressive beauty, full of oppression.

    The old woman squinted her eyes, but she didn't feel any fear, and her body relaxed: "Who am I? It turned out to be a little girl, and she came from the East. She is really a rare guest."

    She once fought against an oriental fortune teller, and in the end both sides suffered losses, and no one got any benefit.

    I have to admit that Dongfang is still strong in divination.

    But how strong can a little girl who is not even twenty years old be so strong?

    "Little girl, didn't your parents tell you not to mess with me?" The old woman stood up slowly, her dark green pupils shining sharply, "Why, you became a fortune teller, but no one told you  My name?"

    She broke into her domain without permission, no matter who Ying Zijin studied under, she would not show mercy.

    "Freya Jones." Ying Zijin said lightly, "I know your name, and your ancestors were all fortune tellers, but it's a pity that in the Middle Ages, you were labeled as a 'witch' and were banned by the Inquisition.  It's been slaughtered."

    "Because you are a descendant of the offshoot, you escaped unharmed and started to study evil divination to improve your abilities. Now, you have also become a 'witch'."

    "Shut up!" The old woman's expression suddenly changed, "What nonsense are you talking about? What witch?!"

    Fortunetellers are most taboo to be called "witch", which reminds them of the more than 300-year-long hunt for witches.

    The old woman had a guilty conscience, because she was indeed on the wrong path.

    "You should have just entered Taoism not long ago, right? Do you know the fortune teller?" The old woman sneered, "She has predicted that all witches and sorceresses will be completely dead in 1780. Where did the witches come from?"

    "Because of the Peach Blossom Demon, you also lost a lot of life span." Ying Zijin's eyelashes drooped, "And, the karma you changed, another part of the evil power will be returned to your relatives."

    "You're talking nonsense again. It seems that you are not good at learning. Yes, I have a crush on that certain Caesar." The old woman snorted lightly, "Why, you like him too? So I ran here in person  a trip?"

    "That's really embarrassing, the man my granddaughter is looking for, I will help her decide."

    The old lady walked in step by step: "Little girl, before I get angry, I advise you to leave here better, otherwise, you won't be able to leave in a while."

    Ying Zijin said calmly, "You can try it."

    The old woman's face sank: "I don't know what to do!"

    She held three tarot cards in her hand and raised her hand.

    There was a wind blowing from the window, and the candle flame flickered wildly.

    Everything was eerily quiet.

    But in the next second, before she could do anything, the old woman suddenly noticed something was wrong.

    Her divination ability disappeared at this moment.

    The old woman was horrified.

    She could feel that this was no ordinary disappearance.

    This is absolute suppression in the same field!

    Only a fortune-teller whose ability far surpasses her can suppress her to the point where her fortune-telling ability disappears.

    Even in Huaguo, there is no fortuneteller who can completely suppress her.

    The old woman suddenly raised her head, and an incredible thought came to her mind: "Noimpossible, you, you can't"

    "I'm not a coward." Ying Zijin's voice was light, "The fortuneteller on Ozhou even dares to cast a divination spell on the person I'm covering."

    She smiled coolly, her eyes were cold: "Your ancestors didn't even have the guts." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)Only when she is a master can she be suppressed to the point that even her divination ability disappears.

    Even in Huaguo, there is no fortuneteller who can completely suppress her.

    The old woman suddenly raised her head, and an incredible thought came to her mind: "Noimpossible, you, you can't"

    "I'm not a coward." Ying Zijin's voice was light, "The fortuneteller on Ozhou even dares to cast a divination spell on the person I'm covering."

    She smiled coldly, her eyes were cold: "Your ancestors didn't even have the guts." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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