บท 238: Xie Beihan Remains Unlucky

"Well done, Little Sixth Sister!" Xie Beihan, who had just been nervously clenching his fists, now shouted excitedly. He rushed over, somewhat afraid but still carefully picking up the skulls and protecting them. These five skulls were crucial to saving the Fan family.

"Ha-ha-ha!" Unexpectedly, Fan Guizong, who was lying on the ground, propped himself up and suddenly burst into manic laughter.

Nanli frowned and immediately turned to look at Xie Beihan. In the moonlight, Xie Beihan looked handsome, but there was a heavy aura of death hovering over his forehead.

As Nanli approached the skulls, due to Xie Beihan's contact, a strange aura began emanating from them, spreading out and enveloping him swiftly.

"Quick, put them down!" Nanli shouted, "These skulls are cursed by him!"

Xie Beihan shivered, still somewhat dazed, but he could still understand Nanli's words. He put down the skulls.

"What... What curse?" he asked.