Sobbing Without a Sound

This poison.

It would be fine if there were no wounds on his body.

As long as there was blood.

He would definitely drill into the wounds.

"What kind of Gu is this?"

Mo Yan had already guessed.

However, he still wanted to confirm it.

From what he knew, Luo Qiu shouldn't have such a witchcraft technique.

"This is all thanks to you. This secret technique was recorded in the Book of Voodoo Gu that you gave An Yun."

An Yun?

The woman that disrupted Gu Qing Qing Qing's happiness back then?

Her witchcraft was indeed powerful. Zhao Shuning thought that it was because the An Yun Family was a family of witchcraft. She did not expect that An Yun's witchcraft was also related to Mo Yan.

It seemed so.

The things that happened 500 years ago.

It was all thanks to Mo Yan.

"Bloodthirsty Gu."

"Yes, sir."

Mo Yan was furious.

But there was nothing he could do.