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Chapter 1123 The Puppeteer's Little js47

These corpses were brought by Wu Jingying.

He is a corpse-driver, and he specializes in collecting and burying people who died in vain or in a foreign land.

However, instead of sending the client back to his family as promised, he used the bodies of the deceased to kill people or create chaos to make money.

Many corpses here began to corrode because they were left for too long and could not be processed again, so the entire cave was so foul-stealed.

Gu Ruojiao endured the stench and lifted the ban.

After a few years, she was no longer the drought-bahn that she had just been dug out of the field and couldn't even walk on the road.

She moved her body, walked through various corpses and went to the innermost point, and saw a long desk with a lot of talisman paper on it.

Gu Ruojiao's eyes lit up.

Hey, this is a good thing.

I can't kill you this time!

Just when Gu Ruojiao despised this harsh environment and was so disgusted that Wu Jingying finally appeared.

He is very thin and looks over fifty years old, but his hands and feet are neat and his eyes are bright.

But he seemed to have come in from another place, followed by a corpse that had just died.

When he saw Gu Ruojiao sitting by the desk table with his head supported, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes were not covered with ecstasy.

Wu Jingying walked over quickly and looked her quickly.

After discovering that her skin was delicate and shiny, the light in her eyes became even more intense.

“What a perfect drought.”

As he said that, he reached out to touch Gu Ruojiao's face.

But before he could touch Gu Ruojiao, a pale arm penetrated from the side out of thin air and grabbed Wu Jingying's wrist.

A ‘click’ sound was the sound of dislocating the arm.

But at this time Wu Jingying's body had not yet reacted.

When his arm was caught, he turned his head reflexively and faced him with a pale and bloodless face. At the same time, his dislocated arm began to hurt slightly.

"ah--!"

He split the hand open, covered his drooping arm in pain and quickly retreated, but hit a wall of flesh.

The next second, one hand choked his neck and lifted him up.

Wu Jingying felt the suffocation instantly!

One hand was half-wasteful, and he could only use the other hand to take out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket and throw it hard onto the corpse in front of him.

But the talisman paper did not work after touching the corpse, but fell lightly to the ground.

"This is...why...what..."

He tried to spread the hand around his neck, but this hand had already formed a corpse zombie, which was extremely difficult to spread.

Wu Jingying was so painful that her eyes began to roll over, and all the veins on her forehead bulged.

Of course, Gu Ruojiao would not let him die easily.

He was repeatedly felt the pain of dying, and whenever he was about to faint, the force of choking his neck would weaken.

After torture after a while, Wu Jingying was thrown to the ground with great force.

He covered his neck and coughed in pain. Every time he coughed, he felt his throat spasm and he couldn't breathe independently.

At this time, no matter how stupid he was, he could guess the reason.

"It's you..."

"Yes, it's me."

Gu Ruojiao still held her head to watch the show, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and her head tilted made her look harmless.

"How could you......"

"Just a simple inverted formation."

Gu Ruojiao said, waving her index finger up.

A child who seemed to be only seven or eight years old walked over with his eyes closed and bit Wu Jingying's hand.

He screamed in pain and reached out to push the child's head.

But as soon as his hand was raised, a woman with her eyes closed grabbed Wu Jingying's hand and twisted it hard.

Wu Jingying's only remaining arm was also dislocated.


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