Mistress, I Was Wrong Chapter 295: Puppet

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The two hadn't been warm for a long time. When Greedy and Huan almost missed something, the longevity cauldron could not enter in the future, and there was a clear creaking sound of the door opening in the next room. Someone had gone out. In Dongfang Minghui's room, a gap was opened slightly, and the windows and doors would make similar noises.

When I heard it rashly, Dongfang Minghui thought it was caused by the wooden board under his body.

Qian Wanyu placed her finger gently on her lips, rubbed ambiguously, straightened up, put on a piece of clothing at random, and the bed began to sing. Dongfang Minghui felt like, coughing, doing something joyful... Thinking of the shameless and ethical appearance of sister Qi just now, her body couldn't help getting hot. In the rhythm of the swaying of the wooden planks, Touched the clothes and put them on.

"Seven——"

As soon as she raised her head, she saw two dark shadows blocking the window, standing quietly, which really shocked her.

Qian Wanyu turned over and pressed, and threw the person on the bed again. The creaking rhythm became even more exaggerated.

In a moment, the two figures outside the window were gone.

Qian Wanyu glanced lightly, quickly pulled the person up, sensed it with consciousness, and then they walked out from the front door openly.

Crack——

Crunchy——

After coming back and forth, the sound of opening and closing doors was particularly loud at night. She even felt that the whole village could be heard clearly, not to mention the mysterious characters, because it was so quiet and so quiet. My heart is hairy.

"Sister Seven, can you see who the two in front are?"

"Yes." Qian Wanyu had long released a ray of consciousness throughout the village. She would hear it whenever there was a wind and grass, but what surprised her was that the village in the daytime was still alive. At night, the level of excitement is not inferior to the imperial capital. "The ghosts you want to catch are all dispatched."

Dongfang Minghui couldn't help but shudder. She believed in ghosts, "Seven sister, don't scare me, I'm timid."

Qian Wanyu squeezed her finger lightly, "What are you afraid of, am I there?"

Dongfang Minghui swallowed in horror, she was in a panic, and she didn't know where the bells came from, jingling, and suddenly rang at night, and it was particularly rushing. She shivered with fright. For a moment, her soul was almost out of her body, "Seven, Seventh Sister, go back to the longevity cauldron."

"It's not me."

"Hey?"

Qian Wanyu saw her face in disbelief, and she was immediately helpless, "If you listen carefully to the direction of the sound of the bell, there is a spiritualist who has discovered the spiritualist of death!"

Dongfang Minghui's nerves tense immediately, "The seventh sister, you shouldn't stay outside, if they get their attention, it would be troublesome!"

"With you, they can't find me."

"Huh?"

Qian Wanyu shook the interlocking hands of the two of them. "We breathe together, and the breath of death is covered by other breaths. For a while, the spiritualist will not be able to find me unless you take the initiative first. Let go of my hand."

"Absolutely not!"

"Let’s first go and see how the spiritualist solves the death spiritualist."

The speaker is not interested, the listener is interested.

Dongfang Minghui felt that Qi Sister's words were terrifying, as if what was waiting for them was going to be a massacre, her back was inexplicably cold, and she wanted to drag Qi Sister out of the village directly.

The two of them walked hand in hand, strolling in the moonlight, and walked step by step to the outskirts following the piercing sound of bells. They were also ten meters away from the village. The outskirts were lush with vegetation and some grasses had grown to the height of a person. .

Dongfang Minghui was pulled by someone, and she was dragged away from where they were just now by the Seventh Sister.

After that, a few chaotic footsteps followed, and they were all around them. One of them was very dissatisfied, "They were just here, why did they suddenly disappear?"

Dongfang Minghui hid in the dark, holding her breath, her breath and vegetation were hidden together, and she quickly determined who was tracking them.

"Seventh Sister, why are the four of them following us?" The other party is a group of light-type spiritualists, which is extremely unfavorable to Seventh Sister, so Dongfang Minghui felt uncomfortable when she saw this group of people following them. I feel uncomfortable. It is not pleasing to see the four of them. "Will you know your true identity Qijie?"

"Don't think about it." Qian Wanyu is still very sure about whether she has been exposed or not. She just didn't expect that she had just come out of the Mountains of No Return, and she met a batch of eliminators, many of whom were light-type psychics. The strong, the tall man who can match Dingding with a few tricks today, "I heard that we were out, so I followed."

Just like they followed the people who left before, in the room they were in, everyone was suspicious of each other and each wanted to spy on each other's secrets.

At this moment, the other party is taking the other three people to scan the calm surroundings, "Leave them alone, as long as they don't get in the way of us."

"Yes, big brother."

"Let's go."

The bells were still ringing from time to time, and they were far and near. They made sure that the group of people were far away before they followed the bell again. Dongfang Minghui couldn't help asking, "So Seventh Sister, just went out first. Are these two people with bells on their waists today?"

"Yes."

"Then, isn't that couple just a spiritualist?"

"Yes!"

Dongfang Minghui is speechless, why didn't she see it? Those bells are hard to come by, but they are not big or small. How are they refined? It's amazing why they would make a sound when encountering a death spiritualist.

Qian Wanyu knows what she is thinking when she sees her silence, "Nine sisters, ordinary bells will jingle with people shaking, have you seen the bells on the pair of people ringing?"

"This—no." At the time, she was only trying to identify the true and false of the bell, but she ignored the most common sense questions. Thinking of this, she couldn't help sighing, "Then, even if we Can't you hide the bells after buying back the bells?"

Qian Wanyu had never thought of doing this kind of thing, but seeing Jiu Mei full of her own mind, she was still very useful.

The two quickly found the source of the bell sound. Before they got close, they felt a powerful light system spiritual power fluctuation. The little light in the Oriental Minghui space began to dig the space again." Seventh sister, don’t come close."

They jumped up and covered themselves with the tall tree. Ding Ding got out from behind Dongfang Minghui's neck and watched the show condescendingly.

All the people in the Xuanzifang arrived at the scene. The couple and the other four people were actually familiar with each other. Among them stood two back-to-back death spiritualists, dressed in ordinary clothes, not from the death corps. Spiritualist.

Dongfang Minghui encountered a lot of death spiritualists along the way, such as the innocent Princess Xuanzhu and Moce. They all regained their dark spiritual powers, and they can be regarded as death spiritualists, but they have nothing to do with death. Compared with the group of people in the Corps, they are completely different from the sky capsule.

"We haven't hurt anyone."

"Whether there is harm is not what you say. Once you have awakened the dark spiritual power, you must die and set the battle."

Six people, six swords, and a sword array added to the original light energy shield. I don’t know if it was Dongfang Minghui’s illusion. After these six swords were crossed, more than a dozen swords were derived. She blinked and found that the dozen swords had suddenly turned into a hundred. In the end, she almost watched them. I don't know where the sword's original body is, but the light flickers, which is very dazzling, and the light shield suddenly shines brightly.

"Seven sisters, this will not be the heart of thousands of families?"

"Qianjia's formation is not clear to me." It should be said that Qian Wanyu has never encountered it.

Dongfang Minghui can only give this question to Zhu Xiancao, and Zhu Xiancao's answer is even more brief. "This kind of sword formation is basically evolved. The purpose I told you at the beginning is the same. You can refer to it yourself. Break the formation."

She was already dazzled, only one sword was special. Occasionally she could catch a little shadow, that is the sword in the hands of the tall man. It seemed to be the center of the sword formation, like a needle in the sea. Just stand still.

Dongfang Minghui found the pattern, and naturally he saw the core of this sword formation clearly.

"Could this sword be the glorious sword that the Tongtian Rod said can cut off the small bean sprouts...?"

"Should not..."

In order to confirm, Xiao Se and Zhu Xiancao poked their heads out. They watched for a while and shook their heads, "Let the Tongtian pole come out for details, if it is—"

If it is, Dongfang Minghui wants to curse.

The Tongtian pole was dragged out of the space by them, and the little red hair on top of the head wandered around for a while, and there was no time to identify it in the future. Ding Ding grabbed its red hair and swayed, the current Tongtian pole Got angry.

"What sound?"

The six people looked at each other and seemed to have heard something just now.

The two men were shrouded in light energy, and the death air on their bodies was also released. In Dongfang Minghui's eyes, it was a contest between a white light and two black mists. The black mist was obviously weaker than the white light. a lot of.

The Tongtian pole got closer and was almost covered by the light system energy shield. After it saw the light system sword clearly, it immediately ran back, "No."

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she got its accurate answer.

"Ah--"

The screams in the field fluctuate and there are two sounds overlapping. Dongfang Minghui couldn't bear it. She felt that the spiritualists were too arbitrary and indiscriminate. "Seven sisters, this group of people doesn't care if they are good or bad."

So, if Seven Sisters were exposed, these people would still not give Seven Sisters the possibility of refuting.

Dongfang Minghui's heart trembled, and the angels and demons in the soul sea were constantly competing. She even wanted to kill this group of spirit eliminators.

"Nine sisters!"

"Huh?"

"Don't think anymore, they don't have this ability." After Qian Wanyu finished speaking, she stopped watching the fate of the two death sorcerers, "We have to watch another good show."

"What?"

Dongfang Minghui didn't realize that she had moved the thought just now, and the soul sea was still turbulent for this, suffering from the little color and pig fairy grass in the soul sea. So they took turns beating her, and the back of her hand was flushed.

"Do you want to be like small bean sprouts?"

"I don't want to."

"Then take away the evil thought you just had."

"..." I can't even think about it.

She is just not convinced. Why are these spirit-eliminators doing things under the banner of justice, and there is no justice. People are divided into good and bad, and there are also good and bad among dead spiritists... What deprived others of the right to life.

Qian Wanyu took her to the other end of the village, and unexpectedly found a slightly fat person. She even smelled the smell of barbecue, "Well, sister seven, the two death spiritualists just now... …"

"They are victims."

"Huh?"

Qian Wanyu glanced at her helplessly, "This highlight is often at the end. Just now it was just an appetizer."

Dongfang Minghui looked dumbfounded and didn't know what Seventh Sister was talking about. But then she understood that the group of people who looked a bit like the living dead that she had mentioned to Seventh Sister appeared in her vision again.

They hung their heads collectively, followed the fat man step by step, and walked step by step, very quiet, very ‘behaved’, how weird it looks...

Dongfang Minghui grabbed Qian Wanyu's hand tightly, she sniffed lightly, and smelled a cold scent in the air, just like the smell that day, "Sister Seven, are they the living dead? "

Qian Wanyu squatted aside, "I really want to smell what fragrance."

"Yes, a very cold fragrance."

"Xiao Se, have you ever smelled such a smell of pig fairy grass?"

"No!" The two seldom agreed, and they answered in unison.

Tongtian pole and Ding Ding fight all the way, and after suddenly smelling this smell, "It is the condensed fragrance, using floating corpse grass, rosemary, Shenzhi, hydrangea, Wu Yincao... a total of 16 kinds of spirits Made from medicine."

Dongfang Minghui, Xiao Se and Pig Fairy: "..."

We all worshipped together.

"Tongtian pole, what is the use of this floating corpse grass?"

"Floating corpse grass is the grass to ensure that the corpse does not rot." The Tongtian pole said naturally.

Dongfang Minghui then decomposed the sixteen kinds of spiritual plants, no, it should be said that after decomposing the eight kinds of magic plants and the medicinal properties of the eight kinds of spiritual plants, she came up with a bold and unbelievable result. , She pulled Qian Wanyu's sleeve.

"What's wrong?"

"Sister Qi, I think this condensed incense seems to be something someone uses to control the living dead."

"Control the living dead?" Qian Wanyu frowned, "Could it be that someone used the condensed incense before the uncle was controlled?"

Dongfang Minghui shook his head quickly, "Uncle's situation is special. He is controlled by human voice, not controlled by pills...If it is a cold fragrance, I should have smelled it. And the formula of the cold fragrance is so strange, I think It will take a lot of effort to find these spiritual plants, right?"

She suddenly felt that there was a very good pharmacist among the people behind this scene.

"In that case, this fat guy asked people for low-grade spiritual plants, also in order to refine the condensed incense, so as to control the group of living dead?" Qian Wanyu frowned.

"Uh, Seventh Sister made a lot of sense."

Those low-grade spiritual plants can be used as auxiliary materials...

There was no sound from a series of living dead, quietly making people scalp numb, they were like puppets, following the fat man, one command was one action.

"Puppet!"

Dongfang Minghui was shocked by the words that popped up in her mind, "Seven sisters, there are a large number of death corps in Death Valley. They are controlled by the death spirits, so it is impossible for these living dead in front of them. Be..."

Qian Wanyu grabbed her, and the two of them wrapped their feet with spiritual power, without making any sound.

They imitated the living dead who were controlled in front of them, and followed the fat man all the way without hesitation. They didn't know that after walking for a few hours, the sky gradually whitened, a ray of morning light gradually became clear, and everything around them changed. It's very clear.

Dongfang Minghui's whole body's heat rose little by little with the light of dawn, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The fat man glanced at the sky, but was shocked, "It's dawn, speed up."

The group of unhurried living dead really began to accelerate. In the blink of an eye, Dongfang Minghui looked up again and saw the town not far away—Cishui Town. They already followed the village to the town. The city gate was wide open. There were ordinary people who came and went early in the morning, carrying burdens, pushing carts, and also leading people who had been trained by monsters.

"Unexpectedly, no one found the abnormality of this group of people living and dead!"

Dongfang Minghui felt that the hair was standing upright. Normal people and the living dead were living together without any notice. This was simply terrifying. If one day this group of living dead suddenly bites people again, the whole town will once again become a small town.

"Seven sisters."

"Look where this fat guy takes them."

They followed quietly, and finally found that Fatty had brought the group of living dead into a ruined temple, shouted all the people in, and locked the door. After that, the fat man went on his own. He first wandered around the town two times, then found a workshop, and exchanged the low-grade Lingzhi he received with some seemingly inconspicuous Lingzhi. After bargaining, he left the workshop contentedly.

The two of them took a bit of Lingshi to learn about Lingzhi who had replaced the fat paper from the shopkeeper. Dongfang Minghui thought for a while, "Some of them are injured and need Lingzhi to stop bleeding."

"Seven sisters, we still follow—"

"Grab him, I will search for the soul."

The two blocked the fat paper in the small alley. Fat paper looked serious. After seeing Dongfang Minghui and Qian Wanyu, they immediately smiled hippiely, "What a coincidence, two girls, no I thought I could meet here by chance."

Qian Wanyu drew out the thunder whip, and the whip crackled on the ground, and the light sound momentum was particularly capable of bluffing people.

Dongfang Minghui also released the vine branches. Those vines covered with thorn branches shuttled across the ground. From front to back, from left to right, the road to the fat paper was sealed. "Fat paper is indeed a bit clever. Up."

The fat paper was flanked back and forth by these two people. After seeing their bluffing look, the smile on their faces almost stiffened, "Girl, what do you want to do?"

"Be lenient in confession, strict in resistance."

"Fat paper, to tell you the truth, I have a skill that can read the memories in other people's minds. I usually call it-soul search." Qian Wanyu glanced at the fat casually and saw that he was fat. The eyes of the paper flicker, and the line of sight drifts from time to time. I want to take the opportunity to escape, "I advise you to cooperate, otherwise you will feel better."

As a result, there was a puff.

The fat paper of the fat paper knelt to the ground at once, and three loud heads were knocked at Qian Wanyu, "Girl, what is wrong with the fat paper, please say, I change it, I change it Can’t it? I’m old and young, please spare me my life."

Dongfang Minghui wanted to laugh when she heard this line, but she didn't expect this fat man to do this trick, "Would you say that you have an 80-year-old mother and a three-year-old child? I’m tired of hearing something new."

The fat paper has a bitter face, "Girl, spare your life."

Qian Wanyu can't stand such a slapped person the most. The man has gold under his knees, but in the end there is only mud under his knees.

"Let me ask you, how many are there in the group of living dead?"

"What living dead?"

"Seven sisters!"

Qian Wanyu flicked a whip and knocked the fat paper against the wall. They even heard the sound of hitting the wall. Dongfang Minghui was dumbfounded, "Sister Qi, he is an ordinary person."

"Say!"

"I said I said." The fat paper was about to cry. The whole arm was bloody, and some parts were scorched by lightning. He felt that he had no sense all over his body, and he couldn't touch his tongue. Straight, "a lot, a lot."

"How much?"

"More than 800 people..."

After the fat paper finished speaking, he stared at Qian Wanyu's face with his small eyes.

Dongfang Minghui was surprised. If you count the number of people in a village with Bailaihao, it is almost the number of people in six or seven villages. "Oh my god, this is too much."

If all were released, she could already foresee the terrible scene.

Qian Wanyu was expressionless, "Who helped you control these living dead?"

"Yes, who made the condensed incense!"

"What do you want to do?" A struggling flashed in Fat Paper's eyes, he instinctively leaned against the wall, as if a wall behind him could give him enough sense of security, blood flowed down Fat Paper's arm , He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"I am a pharmacist, and I want to learn from the pharmacist who refines the condensed incense pills." After Dongfang Minghui treated herself, she had never encountered a person who made her wary. It's enough to make her heart.

Fat Paper looked at Dongfang Minghui, then looked at a look of Qian Wanyu with an awful look, the hesitation flashed quickly in his eyes, and then firmly said, "No, what are you talking about, I don’t know, I don’t know What pharmacist, I don’t know what you are talking about..."

Qian Wanyu looked at him up and down, a strange flash in her eyes, "Don't tell me now, I still have a way to make you speak later, then--"

Dingling Bell——Dingling——

The crisp bells are approaching from far and near from the other end of the alley.

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I also said sorry to the little angel. Recently, I am suspicious of my whole life, and I am on the verge of blackening. I was wrong, and I must admit it. Please don’t remember the villain’s past, and continue to love me→_→