"Qingtong, go and chop down that tree!" Yun Xiyao ordered, pointing to a big tree outside the courtyard that was hugged by one person.
Zhao Miaomiao stretched her right hand to her waist, drew out a silver sword, and her figure flickered.
Everyone saw only a flash of cold light, and the tree fell to the ground.
The girl stood beside her in black clothes and black hair, countless fallen leaves flew up and landed on her shoulders.
Her skirt danced without wind, her hair was raised, and her black eyes were like an abyss.
"Amazing!" Everyone exclaimed.
"Congratulations to Miss Xiyao for getting such a powerful puppet!"
Yun Xiyao looked at Zhao Miaomiao with satisfaction, "Qingtong is back."
Zhao Miaomiao walked over quickly, the fallen leaves on her body fell one after another with her movements, and the hem of her skirt rose with her movements.
Everyone said it was a pity that such a young and beautiful girl was turned into a weapon!
Yes, puppets are not considered human beings in their minds. The golem is a living weapon!
"Xiyao, it makes you happy. Isn't it just cutting down a tree? You people really don't know much!" Yun Wu glanced at the puppet Fengming behind him, and said unconvinced.
"Yun Wu, you are just jealous!" Yun Xiyao spat at him and laughed.
Yun Wu is the child of her third uncle, and the two are cousins. The two have loved to hold each other up since they were young, and they have been tit for tat.
"I'm jealous, why should I be jealous! My puppet is much better than you little puppet girl!" Yun Wu choked.
"You say it's great! It's a match if you have the ability!" Yun Xiyao stomped her feet angrily, and pointed at Yun Wu's nose.
"Bijibi, don't feel sorry for your little puppet girl. When the time comes, you will be missing arms and legs, so don't cry and say that I bully you!" Yun Wu snorted softly and said in a muffled voice.
"Heh, you should still be worried about your puppet!" Yun Xiyao was a little uncertain, she knew that Yun Wu's puppet was very powerful!
But Daddy also said that Qingtong is one of the best puppets, and now that Yun Wu came to provoke her, no matter what, she couldn't lose face.
Everyone has long been accustomed to the quarrel between the two, and everyone also wants to see how powerful the puppet made by Patriarch Yun is.
Everyone made room for the two of them knowingly.
Yun Wu and Yun Xiyao stared at each other fiercely, then turned their heads to give orders to their puppet.
"Qing Tong, beat that puppet to the ground!"
"Feng Ming, go and subdue that little girl!"
As soon as the two voices fell, they retreated to the side.
Feng Ming, who was dressed in black, jumped up first and rushed towards Zhao Miaomiao.
Zhao Miaomiao turned around, her skirt fluttering like a black flower.
Her footsteps were so fast that Feng Ming didn't even touch a corner of her clothes. She didn't want to draw the sword and hurt the puppet, so she just kept dodging.
"Xiyao, look at your puppet, you are still a coward! Hahahaha!" Yun Wu laughed presumptuously.
"You! Shut up!" Yun Xiyao gave Yun Wu a hard look, and shouted at Zhao Miaomiao, "Qingtong! Beat him to death!"
Zhao Miaomiao suddenly stopped, and rushed towards Fengming, punched him in the face, and then kicked Fengming to the ground.
She dragged up Feng Ming who had fallen on the ground, and threw it out of the field.
Feng Ming rolled her arms around her head a few times, her face was covered with scratches.
He raised a pair of empty eyes to look at Zhao Miaomiao in the field, jumped up, and entangled him again.
Zhao Miaomiao was as fast as lightning, grabbed his arm and twisted it back. Everyone only heard a clicking sound, and one of Fengming's arms hangs weakly by his side. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com