"Brother-in-law, why are you so sleepy recently?"
In the parliament hall, Su Jin shook Wang Xian's arm to wake up the sleepy Wang Xian.
"ha--"
Wang Xian yawned, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and whispered to Su Jin: "I don't know. Recently, not only has my body been itchy and my heart is burning, I've also been feeling sleepy. It seems like I can't wake up every day. have to."
Strangely enough, he didn't have this problem at all before, but recently, for some unknown reason, he has been experiencing frequent minor problems.
When forming a team to level up the people in the guild, I made some major mistakes a few times because of itchy cheeks. If it weren't for his ridiculously high damage, there would have been some casualties.
"Brother-in-law, are you sick?"
Su Jin was a little worried.
She thought about seven or eight days ago, when Nangong Wu asked her if Wang Xian had any special habits.
Before, she was still wondering.
But now, she also discovered that Wang Xian really had an inexplicable habit of scratching his head and ears.
Moreover, the frequency of scratching one's head and head is very high, almost every ten minutes, and it doesn't matter when.
This is so wrong.
"Sick? What illness can I have? If I am sick, it will be displayed in the status bar."
Wang Xian said and scratched his cheek again.
"Brother-in-law, you were scratched. I feel like you are really sick."
Su Jin directly grabbed Wang Xian's hand scratching his cheek and prevented Wang Xian from continuing to scratch it.
"Okay, okay, I just won't scratch you, I won't scratch you..."
Wang Xian stopped scratching his cheeks. Under Su Jin's stunned expression, he slowly closed his eyes and slowly lay down on the conference table.
"Huh-huh-"
A slight snore came from Wang Xian's nose.
He fell asleep.
In the council hall, all the senior officials of the Immortal Palace were shocked when they heard the snoring.
"Today's meeting will end here, and you can go back first!"
Nangong Wu, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at Wang Xian who had entered into a dream, frowned, and then said to a group of senior officials of the Immortal Palace.
The senior officials of the Immortal Palace looked at Wang Xian strangely, and then also stood up and left.
"Xiao Jin, go and find Xuanming Xuanyue and your sister Beiming. By the way, also call Lei Ling and Lidya." Nangong Wu said to Su Jin.
"Sister Nangong, what happened to my brother-in-law?" Su Jin asked with worry on his face.
If she didn't understand what was going on, she could really find a piece of tofu and kill her.
"We don't know yet. You should call someone over first and then talk about it."
"Um."
Su Jin turned into a starlight and flew towards the Hongmeng Mountains.
"Cousin, what happened to uncle?"
Cheng Yao asked.
"Yao Yao, I don't know, but what is certain is that something is really wrong with Xiaoxian!"
Nangong Wu looked at Wang Xian who was sleeping soundly with a worried look.
Although Wang Xian is usually a bit lazy and would never be diligent if he could be lazy, he would never fall asleep so easily.
This is not the first time that I have suddenly fallen asleep. It has happened frequently in the past few days.
She used to think that Wang Xian was lazy, but now it seems that she is obviously not!
Is someone harming Xiaoxian in some special way?
Nangong Wu clenched her fists tightly and her face darkened.
Not long after, Xuan Ming, Xuan Yue, Bei Mingxue, Lidya, and Bei Mingxue all arrived.
"You all, take a look, what's going on with Xiaoxian?"
Nangong Wu briefly explained what happened to Wang Xian.
The thunder spirit landed directly on Wang Xian's head, but as soon as it landed, it ran away from Wang Xian like a frightened rabbit.
Such a scene shocked everyone.
Is there anything scary about Wang Xian?
It actually made Lei Ling, a young innate god, afraid!
"Wang Xian! Wang Xian!"
Xuan Yue shook Wang Xian's shoulders.
"Ah? Xuan Yue? What's wrong? Do you have anything to ask me for?" Wang Xian was soon shaken awake and asked sleepily.
"Wang Xian, what's wrong is not me, but you?"
Xuan Yue said immediately.
"What's wrong with me?" Wang Xian looked confused, then smiled and said, "What can be wrong with me? I'm just sleepy!"
"Wang Xian, you are abnormal."
Xuan Ming came to Wang Xian with a serious face. Under Wang Xian's strange eyes, he waved his hand and grabbed him.
Not only Wang Xian, but everyone looked at this scene strangely.
"There is a special aura lingering around Wang Xian's body."
Xuan Ming didn't show off and said directly.
"Special aura?"
Wang Xian looked around at himself.
Why didn't he feel it?
However, he had no doubts about Xuan Ming's words.
But, what kind of special breath is it?
"It seems like some kind of powerful curse?"
Lidia Karina came to Wang Xian's side, her pale golden pupils shot out two rays of light, and after scanning Wang Xian for more than ten seconds, her expression became serious.
"Are you sure?"
Nangong Wu asked seriously.
"It's definitely a bit like a curse."
Xuan Ming, who spoke, was reminded by Lidia Karina, and he discovered that the special aura on Wang Xian's body was indeed very much like a curse.
Moreover, it seems to be an extremely powerful and almost unsolvable curse.
After hearing this, Nangong Wu's face became extremely gloomy. She felt that something was wrong with Wang Xian. She didn't expect that someone was really harming Wang Xian.
"Senior brother, do you know that Wang Xian was cursed?"
Xuan Yue immediately noticed something was wrong in her senior brother's eyes. There was heaviness, anger, panic, disbelief, and deep... despair!
despair?
How can it be?
Xuan Yue seriously doubted that she had seen it wrong, but after spending time with her senior brother day and night, she understood the meaning contained in any of her senior brother's movements, eyes and even expressions.
That is despair!
Complete despair!
But how is this possible?
Wang Xian is going to die?
A sad aura suddenly emerged from Xuan Yue's body.
Although she had only known Wang Xian for a short time, Wang Xian was definitely the person she liked and cared about the most besides her senior brother.
But now, Wang Xian is dying.
She really couldn't accept it.
The sad aura exuding from Xuan Yue soon infected others.
This gave everyone an extremely bad premonition.
"Xuan Ming, do you know something?"
Nangong Wu quickly came to Xuan Ming and asked with a trembling voice.
There was pleading in her eyes, as if she was begging Xuan Ming not to give an answer that would make her despair.
Xuan Ming was silent.
He is just a guess.
But this guess is basically certain.
It is a curse technique that only exists in ancient myths and legends. Those who fall victim to it are almost certain to die, with no possibility of survival.
However, what needs to be said needs to be said.
If he didn't say it, Wang Xian would definitely die. If he did, there might be a glimmer of hope.
"yes……"
