Black Mark of Rebirth

Chapter 20 Saving Lives

When I woke up again, I found myself lying on the bed, my head was in a mess, just like the overuse of magic before, my head was aching, and my thoughts were also in a mess. I wanted to think about what information Mitchell sent to me. I.

However, as soon as I started, I felt a headache as if I was knocked away, so I had to give up. I vaguely knew that there were strips of black cloth flying around, and suddenly thought that Luo Hua and I were caught by gray roses last time. There was also a black cloth to save me, could it be this Charles' secret that Mitchell used?

But where did everyone go?There was no one in front of my bed at all.

I pressed my swollen head with my hands, then got up, and stumbled to open the door. I always felt that I should be in a hurry. If I was not in a hurry, I was afraid that I would miss something and regret it.

"Master An." A servant at the door greeted me.

"Where are they?" I asked immediately, taking his hand.

"At..." As soon as the servant pointed to the place, I ran over quickly.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a few men in black waiting on the periphery, and the one in the middle was Luo Hua, opposite him was Mitchell, surrounded by an old man with a white beard and the two conjoined twins, and Ai Wei, and the white-bearded old man is probably the legendary Master Philip, and the two conjoined twins are probably his apprentices, Brother Charlie and Brother Smeer in Luohua's mouth.

Between Luohua and Mitchell, there are three colors of light intersecting, black, gray, and white, entangled, entangled...

Black again?My head was throbbing like it was going to explode.Unable to bear the pain, I closed my eyes, and the black lights in my mind were entangled, interlaced, and spinning at high speed...

Opening my eyes, I saw blood coming out of Mitchell's mouth, and seeing the painful expressions on their faces, I knelt down, with tears streaming down my face, but I couldn't do anything, I could only watch him die like this ... my father, my dearest father ...

My eyes were blurred, and the black light was spinning again. I couldn't stand it and shouted in my heart: "Stop, stop spinning." Miraculously, my head didn't hurt so much.This process seems to have passed for a few seconds, and it seems to have passed for a long time.

Seeing that Mitchell suddenly couldn't bear the pain, he spat out a mouthful of blood and suddenly fell down.

"Father!" I couldn't find my own voice.

"Mitchell" shouted anxiously from Philip's mouth.

"Master Earl." Ivy's voice was about to cry.

"Master!" the voices of several men in black mourned.

Everyone immediately rushed in front of Mitchell, and I took Mitchell's hand. His once generous and warm hand was now completely cold, and his whole body, with his eyes closed in pain, was constantly twitching, and the corners of his mouth flowed out. There was thick blood, and the smell of blood was very strong.My heart seemed to be blocked by something, and it seemed that the most important thing in my life was going to disappear.

"Master Philip, what should we do?" Ivy quickly grabbed Master Philip's hand.

"Magic failure!" Philip shook his head.

I burst into tears.

"Teacher, come quickly!" One of the two Siamese twins shouted anxiously, Philip, Ivy, and the men in black immediately gave up on Mitchell and ran over, and Mitchell fell to the ground on me.Mitchell, who was lying on top of me, slowly stopped twitching.

"No!" I yelled, and Mitchell seemed to be convulsed and slowly calmed down.

No, I have to find a way to prevent my father from dying like that, what should I do?Li An, hurry up and find a way, we must find a way to save him.

How to do it?If it is in modern times, what should we do in a hospital?inject?Acupuncture?Or electric shock?But nothing, nothing.What if it was in ancient times?Passing on inner strength... Inner strength mentality?I had an epiphany.

I don't know if magic is something like internal strength?If transmitting internal energy in ancient times can protect the heart from being injured, then I can do it with magic for the same reason, but I don’t know how to use my dark magic or my space magic?

Calm down, calm down, take it easy, I said to myself.Wasn't it the black light that gave me a headache just now?It's the same one that Mitchell just used on Rowa, maybe I can try it too.

So I closed my eyes, put my hand on Mitchell's hand, and meditated in my heart: black magic, I hope you can hear my wish, and slowly spread from me to Mitchell's body, Protect his heart and repair his pulse...

Slowly, I can feel a black warm current from my hand to Mitchell's hand, slowly, little by little, passing through the meridians in his hand, and slowly passing through the meridians. Repairing, flowing all the way to the whole body, the whole body is filled with black warmth.

Lovely black, flow slowly, surround Mitchell in your element, let him recover slowly, recover slowly,...

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"Lord Philip, is Luo Hua okay?" Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at Philip's gesture. Ivy wiped the sweat from her forehead, glanced at Luo Hua who seemed to be sleeping soundly, and asked Philip.

"It's all right, I just don't know if he's recovered from his illness." Philip also wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Master, look!" Ivy inadvertently saw the strange shape next to her, and pointed to Philip in surprise.

Philip turned his head immediately, and he saw that there was a black fog around Ann, and the fog tightly surrounded Ann and Mitchell.

What everyone can see with the naked eye is that Mitchell's complexion is getting better and better, the convulsions have stopped, there is only dried blood on his mouth, and his whole body seems to be tired and fell asleep.

On the other hand, An's situation was the opposite. His face was pale, and his whole body seemed to be struggling to support something, and he felt like he was about to fall when he touched it...

"I don't know what happened." Philip frowned. He felt him intuitively. If he didn't stop him, this young man named Ann might be in danger. So he immediately and decisively interrupted the communication between the two of them. connect.

With a sound of "Bu", both of them fell down.

Everyone immediately helped the two of them up, and Philip touched Mitchell. He was actually fine, as if he had fallen asleep. If it wasn't for the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, it seemed that the frowning state just now was fake.

"Mitchell is fine." After Philip finished speaking, he went to see the young man named Ann. The strange thing was that he had waist-length black hair at this time. His condition was more serious, his face was pale, without any color, his hands and feet began Chilled, his whole body was like a corpse, if he hadn't felt him breathing slightly, Philip would have suspected that he was dead, but in any case, his life was not in danger.

Did he use dark magic?Master Philip thought leisurely.

Two days later, Mitchell and Luo Hua woke up respectively, but the boy named Ann kept sleeping.

It was night, in front of the boy Ann's bed, stood a man in purple, tall and handsome.

Ann, who fell asleep seeing the black hair on the bed, first looked disgusted, and then fell into deep thought...

After a long time, he seemed to convince himself and squatted down.

"Ann, you are really my son." Mitchell, the man in purple, stroked Ann's face and said to himself, "Why did you do that? How could you use the secrets of the Charles family for so many years? How did you do it? "He sat down and touched the thin arm of the man on the bed, with worry in his eyes.

"I can't feel the fluctuation of the black element in my body anymore. Could it be that Charles' curse is useless to me?"

Mitchell looked at his hands. He was originally a Dou Qi master and a great swordsman. Because of the curse of the Charles family, he had some dark magic, but now, there is no dark magic at all. .

"Hebrew, do you think the curse of the Charles family will be passed on to him?" Mitchell asked Hebrew behind him.

"The subordinate doesn't know." Hebrew replied, he would not pay any attention to the person on the bed, and in his eyes, only the master was alone.

"Hebrew, I used my son and forced him to sign a magic contract. I'm despicable." Mitchell was dumbfounded, as if talking to himself.

"..." Hebrew didn't speak.

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