Bab 1271: Blood Demon’s Killing Curse

Tang Wulin carried the food trays in his hands as he went upstairs and quickly strode to the room. He used the tip of his toes to push the door open. As he walked in, he said, "Mother, I'm back. Come see what you'd like for breakfast…"

Tang Wulin's voice softened when he opened the door and entered the room. He saw his mother asleep, bent over his father. 

'Mother is still feeling lethargic!'

He placed the food trays gently onto a table by the side. His body suddenly stiffened. 

'Something's not right! Even if she's just sleeping, Mother's aura shouldn't be so weak.'

In the next moment, he was at Lang Yue's side to help her up. 

Lang Yue's body was soft and limp. Her skin was pale with barely a shade of pink. It got more dreadful for Tang Wulin when he found a ghastly striation on her forehead. The striation was dark red and looked like a ghost's face. The ghost's face was alive as it squirmed ceaselessly. It looked exceedingly ferocious.