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The curse planted by the powerful spiritual power man? The men present immediately looked solemn. This enemy is not easy to deal with!

There are many kinds of powers in this world, including those who have gained power through faith, and those who have gained power through various cultivation, but among them, the ones that are recognized as the best innate qualifications are the small part that is born to awaken spiritual power!

People who have awakened their spiritual power can also increase their strength through various cultivations, and it may be because of their better talent. This group of people can easily reach a higher level of power.

"If no one in your family notices this curse, then in just one week, your family will be mentally confused by these invisible attacks, and even if they are too weak, they will die soon."

Batlan Wallermon, holding the cross, closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, and made a judgment.

"Ming Fengjun, a person like you who is a good person for the rest of his life can also attack such a cruel enemy!" Dort Dalton, who was walking at the end of the four people, smiled.

He held a silver quaint crossbow in his hand, wearing an old and tattered hunting suit with patches, and had countless pockets all over his body, and was so bulging that he had loaded countless things.

Ming Fengjun's face was already dark. If it weren't for his wife Lin's keen sense of being inappropriate, he wouldn't have invited these friends to come back to check the house. If he was a few days late, wouldn't Lin and Cao'er be very dangerous?!

This is his most self-blame thing - as a husband and father, he actually put his wife and daughter in such a dangerous place!

But he blamed himself and did not make Mingfeng forget what he should have done. He quickly opened the carved door with fingerprint recognition and asked several brothers to check every corner of the house.

"Nothing else was found except this curse." After the inspection, Pience Igo, who was as tall as a wall, sat on the sofa.

The situation was not critical, Dort Dalton also sat down on the sofa. He touched his belly and smiled, "Come on some food, you don't even have to drink saliva on your helicopter!"

"Don't alarm the speller first. Do you have any food at home? You can work hard when you have enough. Don't worry, with the ability of the three of us, even if the speller hides to the ends of the world, we will pull him out and kill him!" Pience said.

"This curse is very obvious. It seems that the person who started the attack has never known any background in your family. Otherwise, how dare he mess with you?" Dort said with a smile.

"This kind of curse is a bit like the means of the Tarot sects of Europe, big and small." Batlan said as he looked at the phantom of blood-red swords that appeared beside the sofa.

"My qualifications are not good, and I can't practice. My family has given up on me long ago. It would be meaningless to mention those."

Ming Fengjun's face was a little better. He moved out of the kitchen a lot of ready-to-eat foods such as sausages, bacon, canned food, beer, etc., and several men just feasted around the coffee table. In order to come, they had not eaten for hours.

After eating, Batlan Wallermon held his silver cross and recited a prayer solemnly. Then, a bright and dazzling holy white light swelled up on the small cross in his hand, covering the entire house, including the garden.
Chapter completed!