Alchemy! Control the beast! The good-for-nothing lady kills the three worlds madly

As soon as he left the strange and sophisticated courtyard, Nan Wanye felt that the invisible veil covering his head dissipated.

Her face was cold.

When she came to Lingze Continent, she suffered a loss for the first time.

Although she was on guard early in the morning, she was still affected unknowingly after entering the courtyard. Not only did she underestimate the enemy, she also had more sympathy than she should have and felt pity for the boy in black.

Both she and Han Feng were affected and underestimated the old man.

This veteran is definitely more powerful than she imagined. He is the most powerful puppet master she has ever seen.

Only a powerful puppet master has the ability to manipulate others invisibly.

Ordinary puppet masters can only refine puppets for their own use, either for defense or attack, or to make puppets do simple things.

She is a puppet master herself, but she has only been in this profession for a short time and is far from the strength of a seasoned master.

But even if the master is very powerful, he must still control himself through the media.

The medium is usually something close to the body, or hair, nails and skin.

She would be eager to find zombies and make them into puppets. It was because of this invisible calculation that she finally appeared in front of the old man.

But the old Taoist plot against her was definitely not just for the two hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

With his experienced ability, he can earn more.

So this is what Nan Wanye doesn't understand the most.

This time the veteran has exposed his identity. It will not be easy for him to plot against him next time because he is more prepared.

What exactly does the old man want to do?

She was puzzled.

On the way back, she thought about many possibilities, but in the end she overturned them all and couldn't find an answer.

Seeing that she was worried, Han Feng asked cautiously: "Miss, have you encountered a difficult problem? Do you need me to contact the master to help you solve it?"

He didn't know about Lao Dao's plot against Nan Wanye. He just felt that the old guy was too inhuman and gave people a dark and twisted feeling. He also developed sympathy for the young man in black. At first glance, he was tortured by Lao Dao and became like this. Looks like.

People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts.

"No, thanks."

Nan Wanye didn't want to trouble others with anything.

Since the old Taoist had plotted against her, he would definitely take action a second time, and she was just waiting to take action.

Since it was something she couldn't figure out, there was no need for her to embarrass herself.

When I returned to the place, before I went in, I saw the old beggar sitting at the door with his eyes closed, basking in the sun. His skin was tanned by years of tanning, and he was holding a broken bowl in his hand.

Nan Wanye saw that he looked satisfied and walked inside without disturbing her.

At this time, the old beggar suddenly said:

"Miss, your clothes are dirty."

Nan Wanye lowered her head and felt a shiver in her heart. Unexpectedly, there was a small green hand on her skirt. The moment she looked over, it burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

And she came all the way without even realizing it!

The ghost hand disappeared, leaving only a black handprint on the skirt.

Han Feng said in surprise: "Some naughty child scratched the dirty fingerprints!"

He was with the eldest lady all the way and never saw such a child.

Nan Wanye looked at the old beggar: "Thank you, old beggar, for reminding me. I'll give you two more roasted pigeons tonight."

The old beggar chuckled, showing his rotten teeth: "Add two more fried eggs!"

"it is good."

When Nan Wan went in at night, the first thing he did was to use strange fire to burn the clothes he was wearing today.

Then she laid out layers of formations in an empty room, and then released two zombies. They roared and rushed toward her. She took out two magic talismans and put them on their heads, and they were instantly quiet.

The two zombies drank human blood and were very ferocious. They also had green faces and fangs, and were extremely ugly. She had raised zombies before, but they were zombies with their original appearance. They were not like the weird and sophisticated people who deliberately raised them to be so cruel.

The old Taoist did not make them into puppets, and they did not die for a long time. They died full of resentment in an extremely cold place. The dead corpses absorbed the local resentment and the essence of the moon, and then they had the opportunity to become zombies.

Nan Wanye even wondered whether the old Taoist deliberately killed people and turned them into zombies.

This is not impossible.

Her face darkened, and she carefully examined the two zombies. Suddenly, she found an inconspicuous, small gray thread wrapped around the dry wrist of one of the zombies.

The strange fire bounced over in an instant, burning this gray line with incomparable precision, cutting off the last connection between the zombie and the old man.

At the same time, the short old man in the cold courtyard in the outer city suddenly opened his slit-like eyes, revealing his naked eyes.

"As expected, she is not simple. She has no spiritual roots, but she can still have such great abilities. Her future prospects are limitless, don't you think so, little Diao Nu?"

His high-pitched eunuch voice seemed to have a deep meaning.

The young man in black kneeling in the darkness bowed respectfully and replied: "The master said so."

"Pindao has long said that your sister is the most vicious. She deliberately lost you at a young age, had your spiritual roots dissected by your family, and was thrown into a mass grave. If Pindao hadn't passed by, How can you live to this day?"

The young man in black lowered his head, his long eyelashes covering his eyes.

If Nan Wanye were here, he would be shocked.

This boy turned out to be the biological brother of the original owner she was looking for - Nan Mucheng!

"When you were a child, you were stubborn and refused to believe that she sacrificed you to protect herself and to be favored by her biological father and stepmother. Now that you have met her, you should believe it, right? She can't even recognize you when you are face to face. She She has no spiritual roots, she has hidden her spiritual roots. At such a young age, she is very scheming and spiteful."

As he spoke, the old Taoist Jie Jie laughed, his black teeth seeming to reflect a cold light.

The young man didn't speak, his posture was as docile as ever.

"Little Diao Nu, Xiao Diao Nu, you are Pindao's most proud work. Go ahead and take revenge yourself. Pindao is waiting for you to deliver the Phoenix Spirit Pearl in her body to Pindao one day."

The old man walked up to the young man and raised his thin, mended chin with his dark nails.

"Remember, if you have any thoughts that you shouldn't have, Pindao will make your life worse than death just like before."

The young man's shoulders shook twice, and he lowered his head and said, "I don't dare, little slave."

The old Taoist reached out his hand with satisfaction and released the seal on his body. The powerful spiritual power surged in his body, and his cultivation soared, from the lowest level to the peak of the Lingzong realm.

The veteran was even more satisfied, stroking his chin to admire his masterpiece.

"Remember, if a Phoenix Spirit Root user breaks through to the Spirit Master Realm, she will be able to produce Phoenix Spirit Pearls in her Dantian. You must help her break through as soon as possible, and then take out her Spirit Pearls with your own hands to avenge yourself."

The old man's voice was bewitching.

The young man nodded respectfully, like an emotionless puppet.

……

Nan Wanye put Xiao Er Baoshen back into the space with a sullen face.