Super Emperor of the Late Qing Dynasty

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"Bai Mujiang won't let Xuan Quezi come in?"

"What did he just want to remind me?"

"Xuan Quezi?"

"By the way, Xuan Quezi..."

Ling Xizi suddenly covered his head, and something in his head seemed to be quietly unlocked.

He searched hard for every memory in his mind, but came to a desperate conclusion--

"My Taoist, there is no such person as Xuan Quezi!"

"I actually have the memory of this unnecessarily person Xuan Quezi, this is impossible!"

"who are you!"

"Me?" With a sly smile, a small digit suddenly appeared in his mind.

"you can call me......"

"Call me Chi You? Call me King Zhou? Or call me Yin Yang Zi? My name is too much~"

"Well, you call me—"

"Puppet Master?"

In the next moment, his consciousness was lost in the boundless darkness.

I don't know how long it took before he finally woke up.

There was darkness in the eye.

The blackness is pure, like a bottomless abyss.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly a voice appeared.

The voice was very soft and faint. He listened and guessed, "Is you dead?"

"I'm not dead yet, I'm just trapped in my consciousness space, don't want to confuse me!"

The sound stopped abruptly.

After a while, a new voice appeared.

In the beginning, there was only one voice, but as time passed, the voices became more and more, there were male hoarse voices, graceful female voices, and more, it was a voiceless mechanical repetition: "You are dead," You're already dead......"

"It's so noisy! I'm still alive!" Ling Xizi tightly covered her ears, but the sound penetrated the soul and couldn't stop it.

"Unexpectedly firm..."

"But such an undecent resistance can't stop me from eating your soul~"

The white joints curled up slightly, and countless black figures appeared out of thin air.

"Go, my darlings~"

"Eat it!"

Ling Xizi's consciousness was annihilated in an endless black shadow in the blink of an eye...

After a long time, the white joints appeared again.

"Oh yo, our elder Lingxizi, seems to have been killed in a second."

"It's really disappointing, let's play with the next prey." The joints flashed past, and they were about to disappear--

"Finally waiting for you! Puppet! Head! Master!"

A stream of light rushed up from the black shadow, and hit the joints hard.

In the next moment, the streamer that exhausted all its power was swallowed by the black shadow that followed.

"A blow that condenses all my soul power, even if it is a strong nine-stripe, I can look at it now." On the soul body, its thigh was torn off, swallowed in a moment, and the spirit body separated , It hurts the soul.

"It's so painful, it's no wonder that Old Man Bai is unwilling to teach me the art of refining the soul...Speaking of which, why did he suddenly start to miss Old Man Bai's lifting?" Its body has been torn out. The dark shadow of Suzaku swallowed his head in one bite.

"so be it......"

"See you in the next life, my friends."

Lingxizi, perished.

A doorman came to the Elder's Home to deliver tea, knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came out, so he pushed the door and entered...

"Oh, it's Xuan Huizi!" Bai Mujiang leaned against the wall, smiled stiffly, and said hello to the book boy.

The book boy looked up, and the other four elders seemed to be meditating in place.

"They are too tired, put the tea down, you can go."

"Remember, don't bother the elders to rest again."

The book boy did as he did, and gently led to the gate of the elder's house.

He had never seen that after the door was closed, Bai Mujiang's body instantly fell to the ground.

"Know-ah-"

Silent silk hanging and nothingness, the puppet master put on his mask, manipulated the puppet, ready to start a well-arranged play.

"Know-yah!" Ling Xizi's thin body moved stiffly, and fell to the ground from time to time, like a puppet controlled by a beginner puppet master.

"Master Puppet, he is dead, why are you still torturing him?"

"Hee hee hee~" The puppet master's voice sounded from Bai Mujiang's mind, and the tone suddenly increased.

"Because he almost killed me, is this reason enough?"

"Bai Mujiang, you said, what kind of punishment should a disobedient doll be punished?"

......

The book boy leaned against the wall of the elder's house, even breathing carefully.

His back was already soaked in cold sweat.

"I am not a generation of Xuan Zi! Elder Bai and the others, it is impossible for me and that sick guy to be mistaken!"

"Elder Bai said not to let me come back, really because the other elders are resting? No way, other elders don't say, Elder Wudiezi will definitely go to the sun at this time, it is impossible to make an exception for no reason!"

The doorman moved slowly against the wall, trying not to make any noise.

He suddenly stopped, what did he think of?

"Is it... to protect me?"

"No, you must notify other Taoists!"

The doorman gave up the idea of ​​leaning on the wall to view the elder's house, turned and ran towards the long passage between the elder's house and the Taoist building.

What happened to the elder's house?

In a short distance of 100 meters, he felt that he had run for an hour!..