“I didn’t expect that a humble lady could escape unscathed among the corpses guarding the tomb!
"A gloomy, old female voice came out from the black cloak.
"It seems that I underestimated you seedlings!
"You are..." Zhuoma held Ling'er in her arms and was startled when she saw clearly the appearance of the person coming.
He couldn't see the person in the black cloak, but Zhuoma recognized Zhuang Zheng beside her at a glance!
"Master of the Village?" Zhuoma quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.
"Why did you come to our Hua Miao Village in the middle of the night?" "For your daughter."
Zhuang Zheng pointed at Ling'er and said coldly: "I want to ask her something, let her come with us!
"Zhuoma panicked and quickly pulled Ling'er behind him and said with a smile: "Zhuang Village Master, we are just poor Xiaoxiaomiao, how can we know about your big things... Hmm!
"I don't have time to talk nonsense to you!"
"Before he finished speaking, Zhuoma was picked up and thrown into the corner of the room.
"Bang!
"Dolma is old and fell so hard that she couldn't get up even after struggling for a while.
"Dad!
"Ling'er was in a hurry and wanted to help Zhuoma.
But the next second, she was also picked up, with her legs dangling in the air.
Ling'er's expression became painful, her face turned red, and she fainted.
Zhuoma gritted her teeth and got up, knelt at Zhuang Zheng's feet, and begged with tears streaming down her face: "Zhuang Village Master, please, please send my daughter to prison!"
"Don't worry, I won't take her life so soon."
Zhuang Zheng smiled coldly and kicked Zhuoma away impatiently.
Dolma was kicked in the chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground in pain.
In the eyes of the aloof white ghost Miao village leader, Hua Miao is just a lowly subordinate.
The woman in black said in a deep voice: "Dolma, if you don't want your daughter to die, let her come with us!
"No...come here, come here, help me..." Zhuoma wailed, covering her chest in severe pain.
"Huh, looking for death!
"Zhuang Zheng hit Dolma on the neck with his knife, knocking him unconscious immediately.
At this time, the shouts of other Hua Miao people came from outside the Diaojiaolou.
Zhuang Zheng pulled out his Miao Dao and asked: "My dear mother, do you want to kill everyone who comes near?" The woman in black said solemnly: "Don't expand the impact, let's leave here first!
""yes."
Zhuang Zheng nodded, put the unconscious Ling'er on his shoulders, jumped out of the stilted building with the woman in black, and ran towards the outside of the village.
After a while, there was a rapid knock on the door outside.
"Uncle Dolma, were you shouting just now?" "Dolma, are you inside?" "Did something really happen?" "Uncle Dolma, open the door quickly..." People outside can't get it.
In response to the response from inside, several young men pushed open the door and rushed into Ling'er's room.
Everyone was immediately shocked!
"Dolma!
"A middle-aged fat man quickly helped Dolma up and splashed water on him to wake him up.
As soon as Zhuoma woke up, she immediately grabbed the middle-aged fat man's arm and screamed bitterly.
"Dashan, hurry up... Go to Heigimiao to find Ye Shengzi, our Ling'er was... captured by Zhuang Zheng!
"Ah?" Dashan was stunned, "When did the leader of Baigui Miao come to our place?" "Stop asking, hurry up, go!"
"Dolma urged with tears in her old eyes.
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away."
Dashan nodded repeatedly, told others to take good care of Zhuoma, and rushed to the Black Ghost Miao Village overnight.
Zhuoma is old and was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Zhuang Zheng, so she has no strength to recover her daughter.
However, he knew in his heart that even if he exhausted the entire Huamiao Village, there would be nothing he could do to Zhuang Zheng.
So he had no choice but to ask Ye Fan for help, hoping he could take action!
At the same time, the Black Ghost Miao Village.
An Luoqiong returned to the bedroom of the stilted building carrying a bamboo basket on her back.
Ye Fan sat cross-legged on the bed to adjust his breathing.
He took several bottles of Wuyuan Spirit and recovered a lot of his lost strength and vitality, but the consumed mental energy could not be replenished for a while.
"Ye Fan, how are you now?" An Luoqiong handed the bamboo basket to Heiyue and told her to prepare an old pheasant and stew the collected herbs together to give Ye Fan food.
Heiyue left the bedroom, leaving only An Luoqiong and Ye Fan in the room.
"Master Anzhai, just ask someone to stew it. There's no need for Heiyue to do it himself, right?" Ye Fan touched his nose, feeling a little weird.
Obviously, An Luoqiong deliberately took away Black Moon.
An Luoqiong closed the door and said bluntly: "Let me ask you a question!
"..." Ye Fan nodded.
I had already guessed that something was wrong with her.
"Were you trying to subdue the spirit-controlling Gu Emperor just now?" An Luoqiong asked in a deep voice with an expressionless face.
"Nope!
"Ye Fan waved his hand and said with a smile: "I was suppressing it before!
Leader Anzhai, what kind of insect did Zhuang Zheng and the others release? It can actually make the Spirit-Controlling Gu Emperor so violent!
"I don't know the details either!
However, it is certain that Zhuang Zheng and the others used those Gu insects to train the Spirit-Controlling Gu Emperor.
When the Spirit-Controlling Gu Emperor senses the chirping of those insects, he will subconsciously return to the breeder."
An Luoqiong's expression softened slightly, and he whispered: "Fortunately, you did not subdue the spirit-controlling Gu Emperor, otherwise your mind and spirit will be permanently damaged!
In severe cases, it may even become a vegetative state!
"Huh?" Ye Fan grinned, "Isn't it that exaggerated?" To be honest, Ye Fan didn't want to admit it.
After all, he is a strong man at the pinnacle of the God Realm, and his mental strength can be said to be the best in the God War Continent.
However, he was almost injured by the Spirit Gu Emperor just now.
A small insect that was not even ten times the limit could be crushed by Ye Fan outside, but it almost hurt Ye Fan inside his body.
It’s so embarrassing to say it! Ye Fan has only one idea now. This little bug is definitely more than eight or nine times the limit of gadgets! Just like Ye Fan, he was only in the realm of eight times the limit in Shenmiao, but he can really
With the explosive fighting power, even the strongest in the Divine Lord Realm are no match.
The more powerful a being is, the most suppressed it will be.
If you want to perform at your strongest within the rules, you must find a balance.
That little bug has probably found this balance.
Although it is only eight times or nine times the limit on the surface, but when it comes to real trouble, its strength is definitely above the divine realm! Seeing Ye Fan's silence, An Luoqiong pulled out a wooden box from under the bed, which was filled with various ancient books.
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She searched for a while, took out a book and handed it to Mark.
"This book contains records about the spirit-controlling Gu Emperor, take a look!
"Ye Fan took the ancient book and read along the pages opened by An Luoqiong.
It is recorded in ancient books that the spirit-controlling Gu is the oldest, most domineering and most vicious Gu King-level Gu in Shenmiao.
Even the lowest level of spirit control Gu has the strength of three times or more.
The so-called king slough is the only way to evolve from an ordinary voodoo to a voodoo king.
However, when ordinary Gu insects evolve into King Gu, they only need one king molt, and their strength can be increased several times, even ten times is not impossible for a more powerful one! However, the spirit-controlling Gu can perform three king molts, and its strength can be doubled dozens of times in an instant.