Zhao Miaomiao's flesh and blood were solid, and Father Yun only pierced an inch.
However, Father Yun was pierced through the chest.
"Oh!" Father Yun's mouth was bleeding, and he knelt on the ground in pain.
He looked at Zhao Miaomiao in disbelief, his eyes were full of shock, "Qing Tongyouwhy?"
The girl pulled out the sword stabbed in her chest, threw it aside, and squatted down slowly.
Those dull eyes suddenly rippled, and the pale lips parted slightly, revealing a row of white teeth.
Looking at it like this, Father Yun's hairs stand on end, and Qingtong smiles?
"Impossible? You are obviously a puppetwhy are you laughing?" Even after the Yun family's puppet art is undone, it is impossible for them to make normal expressions.
"Are you surprised?" The voice of the young girl Qingling sounded.
Her voice was very soft, but it was like a thunderbolt fell in Father Yun's ears.
"You can talk? Impossible, impossible! My puppetry cannot fail!" Father Yun trembled and wanted to back up, but his body wobbled and fell to the ground.
"Well, from now on, you will fail more and more. You must be mentally prepared for this."
Zhao Miaomiao smiled lightly, stretched out a hand to pinch Father Yun's neck, and said in a deep voice, "Where is the curse spell?"
"I don't know!" Father Yun said, clutching his chest.
Zhao Miaomiao's fingers slowly tightened, watching Father Yun's face gradually turn into the color of a pig's liver, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.
"Don't tell me yet?"
"I won't say" Father Yun's voice came out of his throat in a broken voice.
"Then I'll go find Yun Xiyao, cut off her flesh piece by piece, and feed it into your mouth. Let you taste the heart-piercing pain and the grief of losing a loved one."
"No!" Father Yun turned pale with shock, waving his hands indiscriminately, hitting Zhao Miaomiao's body.
Zhao Miaomiao stood still, stood up and kicked, right on Father Yun's chest.
Father Yun passed out without even humming.
Zhao Miaomiao looked back at Lei Ting who was still struggling to get up, his hamstring was just broken by her, and now he couldn't stand up at all.
"Puppy, where are the techniques of puppetry and unraveling spells?" Zhao Miaomiao looked around and saw that there were books and some medicine jars piled up here, so he didn't bother to look for them.
"Master Host, go forward five steps, turn right and walk three steps, it's just under that floor," the system said.
"good."
Zhao Miaomiao took a few steps, stepped on the floor, and tapped it lightly. The texture of that piece of ground was a little different from other grounds, she buckled a small gap and pulled it up.
Sure enough, there was a pamphlet inside, with three large characters written on it, "Puppet Art."
Zhao Miaomiao took it out, read it carefully, and asked the system to record all the spells in the space.
The last page is the solution to the curse.
Zhao Miaomiao took the booklet to the candlelight and put it on it.
The candlelight lit the booklet, and the smoke filled the air.
The booklet was completely destroyed.
After finishing all this, she walked in front of Lei Ting, formed a rune in the air with her fingers flying, and said in her mouth, "Use my spirit to untie your body."
During the speech, the rune entered Lei Ting's brain, Lei Ting closed his eyes and stopped struggling.
After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes. Those originally empty eyes became emotional, and looked at her gratefully.
"You are already free, you can go wherever you want, you don't need to stay here." Zhao Miaomiao said. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com