Wangya was screaming in his heart, struggling unwillingly, and couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.

The sound was so loud that Jiu Moyi and many people in front of the mirror felt a chill.

All those who had fainted were awakened by the shock, and when they woke up they saw this extremely brutal scene.

Trembling, I looked at the little cub with the most innocent and adorable smile on his face, but his hands were doing the cruelest thing.

Some people couldn't help but move back, and when Chu Tianming and others saw this, they fainted again, fearing that she would come and pull them out.

Chu Tianming burst into tears and then fainted, lying straight in the bed, as if he was really dead.

Cruel! So cruel! Woohoo! Uncle, I want to go home!

"Tell me, where is the center of the formation?" Chu Chaozhao asked when he saw that the pulling was almost done.

“Humph, hahahaha!” Wangya was in so much pain that his whole body was mixed with sweat and blood, but he still said proudly, “I won’t tell you, and you just wait to die! Even if it is the remains of an ancient formation, it is a forbidden technique! You all will be buried with me hahaha! Ah—poof—”

He smiled smugly, not telling her his thoughts at all, even if it meant death.

This may be his last act of stubbornness.

Seeing that he was being stubborn, Chu Chaozhao knew that he could not get any information out of her. She had used too much spiritual power, and with too many people here, it would be easy for her to be exposed. Her supernatural powers were useless, but it didn't matter. If she could trick someone into revealing something useful,

"Ninth Senior Brother, did you hear that? A mere ancient remnant formation, for a genius like you, it shouldn't be too difficult for you, right?"

Chu Chaozhao stood up, put one foot under the dragon's head, pressed it down hard, and took out something with one hand.

"Third Senior Brother, did you bring a brush? Where's Ninth Senior Brother?"

Wen Xi shook his head, and Jiu Moyi handed over his formation drawing brush: "Only this one."

Chu Chaozhao shook her head, and suddenly remembered something. She smiled brightly, thinking she was well-behaved, and looked at the tied-up brothers and sisters: "Senior brothers and sisters?"

Little did they know that she was cruelly crushing the ferocious dragon that was trying to capture them! She was so calm and smiling, which was even more terrifying!

Many senior brothers and sisters were so scared that they swallowed their saliva and shook their heads.

The senior brothers and sisters of Guiyun Sect had stars in their eyes and were instantly disappointed when they heard the voice.

Damn! Why didn’t they bring a brush?

Bring a hundred with you next time you go out!

Guiyun Zong outside the hall went crazy.

"What's going on? You didn't even bring a brush!"

"Not considerate at all!"

"If it were me, I would have helped Junior Sister a long time ago!"

"that is!"

……

Everyone moved out: The Guiyun Sect's demons are going crazy... Stay away from them! They are all so scary!

Chu Chaozhao sighed and decided to try the purple-haired golden brush she used to draw talismans.

She held a purple-haired gold-orchid brush in one hand and took out a large piece of uncut large-sized talisman paper in the other.

Everyone: ??? What is she going to do?

Chu Chaozhao waved the purple-haired gold brush, but the paper was too big to handle.

"So annoying!"

She looked at her third senior brother and saw that he was protecting her ninth senior brother, and she sighed.

When the Guiyun Sect disciples saw this, their eyes lit up.

"Junior sister, do you need help?"

"Oh." Chu Chaozhao nodded obediently, and was extremely gentle towards Guiyun Sect.

"Junior sister, I can do it!"

"Me too! Anything!"

"Little Junior Sister, you can have whatever you want. I'll give you my life!"

……

Give life to literature, it will come late but it will arrive.

Although they were all still very weak, they were still rushing to speak out as if they were going to save the world.

Chu Chaozhao waved his hand, cut off the shackles on their bodies, threw a bottle of high-quality medicine, and threw a dozen four-sided talismans.

A moment later, a disciple of Guiyun Sect stepped tremblingly on Wangya's head.

One disciple and another disciple helped to press the talisman paper tightly onto the ground to make it easier for their junior sister to draw it.

Chu Chaozhao caught a glimpse of her senior brother's trembling feet, and she smiled and said, "Senior brother, don't be afraid~ Zhaozhao is not afraid, and with Zhaozhao here, he can't move. If you are really scared, why don't I do it? Senior brother and sister can carry the talisman paper, and I can also..."

"I can do it!" the senior brother said confidently, "Little Junior Sister, don't get me wrong, I have had this bad habit since I was a child, it's just a habit of shaking my legs! I'm not afraid!"

I can't embarrass myself in front of my junior sister. She is so brave and powerful at such a young age. How can I, as her senior brother, be cowardly?

Yes! Just a dragon!

The others almost couldn't hold back their laughter.

"Senior brother is so awesome!" Chu Chaozhao praised sincerely.

The disciple immediately raised his head and stood up straight, his face full of pride and confidence, completely different from the one who was trembling with fear just now.

Wangya felt extremely humiliated: "How dare you!"

bang——

Wangya: “Pfft——” Damn, a bunch of lunatics.

It turned out that the senior brother kicked him hard and warned him sternly: "Be quiet! Don't disturb the junior sister!"

Seeing that he was indeed not afraid anymore, Chu Chaozhao smiled at him in praise, turned around, and started drawing something on the huge piece of paper, with blood flowing from his nose.

Wen Xi had already flown over anxiously, but did not dare to disturb them without permission.

The other brothers and sisters were also like this, and those who were tied up also looked over with some concern.

Everyone outside the mirror was curious about what she was drawing, and some were worried.

Shen Jinming folded his hands and frowned coldly: What is the third brother doing! Is he dead? Where is the blood-replenishing pill he gave me!

Chu Chaozhao finally finished painting. Her body swayed and Wen Xiji hugged her. Then he fed her a bottle of blood-replenishing pills and a bottle of spirit-replenishing pills. His movements were gentle, but he did not allow her to refuse.

Chu Chaozhao: So strong~

Chu Chaozhao took the pills one by one and did not have time to speak:... Third brother, I'm fine!

If it weren't for her special physique, she would have exploded.

Shen Jinming: ...That’s not necessary.

Jun Qiyan looked at this action and felt that it was somewhat familiar. But he couldn't think of the source for a while, so he had to give up for the time being.

Others: ??? !!! Is this pill some worthless thing?

Wen Xiji didn't stop until Chu Chaozhao finished eating and his nosebleed stopped.

"Third Senior Brother, quickly give it to Ninth Senior Brother. This is the formation I wrote down in a book. As for how to break it, I don't know. Since this bastard said it's a broken formation, then Ninth Senior Brother should be able to break it."

Chu Chaozhao felt that the books he had read in the library were finally useful.

Wen Xi nodded, knowing that his little Hakimi had an excellent memory and had read a lot of books, so he was not surprised at all.

But when he and several senior brothers and sisters unfolded the formation diagram to Jiu Moyi, Jiu Moyi and those who knew about the formation outside the mirror widened their eyes and almost lost their seats.

The leader of Qingyun Sect was trembling with excitement and said: "Sect Master Wen, I see that this disciple has a unique aptitude, why not let her learn from me..." the formation.

Wen Xianyun interrupted directly: "Don't even think about it!"

The leader and elders of Qingyun Sect all felt sorry and were so sad that they shed tears.

Inside: (dark and twisted) (crawling) (crying) (crying) (screaming)

The large piece of talisman paper was glowing with golden light and had an extremely complicated formation drawn on it. Could that intricate pattern be the formation that imprisoned them, or something else?

"See how to break this ancient formation drawn by my junior sister." Although Wen Xi didn't dare to look at this complicated ancient formation too carefully, he could still guess it.

In his mind, it's no surprise what little Hakimi draws.

Jiu Moyi shook his head excitedly, and reached out to touch the array patterns with a little madness: "No! This is not it! What imprisoned us is a remnant array, and the one on the talisman is the real and most complete ancient array, the forbidden technique!"

Jiu Moyi raised his head and looked at the small figure on the other side of the pond in amazement: "Little Junior Sister is so talented? Her spiritual awareness is so strong! She is painting with life! Or she is using talismans to draw!"

In fact, he wanted to say, if it is drawn like this, he is not dead? Still alive and kicking?

This is an ancient formation, one of the ten forbidden techniques, the Blood Sacrifice Creation Formation! He took a look. If it weren't for his powerful spiritual awareness and his practice of formations since childhood, he would have gone blind and become stupid long ago, let alone painting it!

Although that is not a pen specially used for drawing formations, it is also a talisman pen, and it does use spiritual power to a certain extent!

Of course he didn't dare to say it, for fear of being beaten to death on the spot.

In order not to let down his junior sister's selfless spirit, Jiu Moyi endured the pain and began to look carefully.

Here, Wangya laughed like crazy.

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