Chapter 217 - 215. Make Her Unable To Love Him!!! II

Third-person POV

With Hong er tied up to a block of wood, her blood dripped down from both of the wrist to the bowl below her. And from the bowl, the group of black-cloaked men drew out an enormous sized magic circle. 

The magic circle was very complicated and it was written in Divine Language. There must not be a single mistake on the magic circle or else it would explode and cost their life. Not long after, a few knocks were heard from the door across where Bataar sat.

The door creaked open as a young woman with a maid came into the room. A wide smile spread on the woman's face.

"What took you so long, Murong Qing?" Bataar spoke without looking at her.

"I was too excited for today and it took me longer to dress up," Murong Qing giggled.

Bataar sighed tiredly as he glanced at Murong Qing, his head ached when he saw how Murong Qing dolled up from head to toe. 

Murong Qing spun around to show her flowy skirt, "I have to look pretty when I show cousin brother the surprise." 

'What a group of crazy people. Can't she see that her so-called cousin brother doesn't like her even for a bit?' Bataar massaged his forehead as the stress from talking to Murong Qing hit his head like a truck. 

The leader of the black-cloaked men walked towards them with a smile on his lips, "The magic circle is done. Let's proceed to the ritual." 

Murong Qing excitedly nodded her head. She handed her coat to her mad and walked to the magic circle that was in front of Hong er's magic circle. The black-cloaked men circled around the magic circle with a candle and a dagger in their hands while their leader stood in between the magic circles.

Murong Qing stared at the sleeping Hong er and sneered, "On the second thought, wake her up and let her see what is about to happen to her."  

The leader opened a bottle with an unknown white powder in it and placed it below Hong er's nose. As soon as Hong er breathe in the white powder, her throat moved and coughed profusely. She opened her eyes with difficulty and her eyes immediately wide open when she saw Murong Qing leisurely standing across her. 

Hong er scanned the darkroom and had no clue about what place it is and how she can get here. She opened her mouth to ask their identity, but, not a word could come from her throat.

She glanced at the black-cloaked man that was standing between her and Murong Qing then to the bottle that he was holding. The looks in her eyes changed.

The leader of the black-cloaked men smirked and shook the bottle in his hand, "You guess it right. This powder can temporarily seal your voice. Be grateful to me." 

Hong er bared her fangs on the black-cloaked man, she clenched her hands into fist and tried to summon her sword. Yet, nothing appears. She also noticed that her body felt really weak and it was hard for her to concentrate. The Qi in her body was only sufficient for her to survive.

"Come on~ Start the ritual, I am getting impatient~" Murong Qing complained and stomped her foot on the ground.

The leader of the black-cloaked men nodded his head then he lowered his head and began to mutter unknown spells in Divine Language. Every time he raised his voice, the other black-cloaked men would shout in unison. 

The candles in their hand lightened up, they slowly put down the candle beside the magic circles and surrounded Murong Qing and Hong er with candles. After a few minutes of chanting the spell, the fire on the candles burst suddenly blasted and formed a fire ring above the magic circles.

The leader of the black-cloaked men raised the dagger in his hand to the air and the others followed him along. By using the dagger, they slit their wrist and let their blood pour down to the magic circles.

Hong er suddenly felt her heart beating loudly, her ears were ringing so much that her eardrums were going to explode. Her head ached like there were thousands of centipedes crawling inside her brain. 

She banged her head onto the wood hoping that it would dissipate the pain a little bit. Bataar noticed that the back of her head was bleeding. He rose from his seat and pointed his finger at Hong er. 

"Grab her head!" Bataar roared.

The leader of the black-cloaked men dashed to Hong er's front and grabbed a handful of her hair without stopping his mouth from chanting the cursed spell. He pulled Hong er's head so she couldn't slam her own head. If Hong er die, the curse would backfire to another person as the sacrifice was dead.

The grin on his lips grew wider as he was almost at the end of the spell. He threw his dagger to the side and positioned his two fingers in front of Hong er's eyes.

Hong er's face turned paler and paler, she could feel the power in her body being sucked into her eyes. The leader of the black-cloaked man looked at Hong er's glowing eyes and smiled in satisfactory.

(A/N: Warning, a bit gore.)

He dug his two fingers into Hong er's eyes and curled his fingers when his fingers were halfway in. Hong er's mouth was wide open, she silently screamed in agony. Her clear tears turned into blood red. 

At the last word of the chant, he pulled Hong er's eyeballs out in one movement. Bataar's brows twitched in cringe when he saw the hollow space in Hong er's eye sockets. Hong er's body slumped down as blood pour down from her hollow eye sockets. 

The leader enveloped Hong er's eyeballs with his Qi and slowly approached Murong Qing. He waved his hand towards one of his disciples, the disciple placed a bowl of Hong er's blood onto his palm.

"Close your eyes," the leader of black-cloaked men gave an instruction to Murong Qing.

Murong Qing shut her eyes and couldn't help but also feel nervous. He placed his palm on Murong Qing's closed eyes and continued to chant the second part of the spell. A few seconds later, Murong Qing suddenly screeched as she felt the muscles in her eyes were being cut off.

She raised her hands to scratch off his hand that was on her eyes, yet, his disciples rushed to her side and held her down. She kept on screaming and struggling. At that moment, she could feel her eye sockets were empty for a second then filled up with foreign things that caused the blood in her body to burn up.

"Quick drink this!" The leader of the black-cloaked men poured the blood in the bowl into her mouth.

Murong Qing gulped down the red liquid like she hasn't drink for an eternity. As soon as the blood reached her stomach, the pain in her eyes decreased significantly. Before she could relax, the leader proceeded to chant and caused every blood cell in her body to tremble.

It happened too fast that she passed out in a second but the ritual had to go on. The leader swung his palm across Murong Qing's face and instantly woke Murong Qing up from her unconsciousness.

"How dare you to slap me!" Murong Qing shrieked at the leader.

Yet, he didn't pay any heed to Murong Qing as his lips didn't stop chanting. Murong Qing then realized his purpose in waking her up. She glowered at Hong er who was panting heavily.

"Seal her memories!" Murong Qing yelled.

"That's it?" The leader glanced at Murong Qing indifferently.

A sly grin crept up to her blood-covered lips.

"Replace her memories so she wouldn't be able to love cousin brother and I want her to be unable to hear."