However, just a few meters away, Zhao Rong suddenly felt something was wrong.

Didn't the puppet follow?

He turned his head suddenly and saw that Qin Jiu was still sitting next to the rock, as if he were a puppet without life.

But if you look at his movements, you'll find that his hands are stuck in the rock, his body trembles slightly, and he won't move a step.

“What's going on? He's completely puzzled! Soul control whistles can control him, by definition! ”

Zhao Rong's face flew over calmly, blowing another bone whistle: "People Puppet One Two Two Two, come with me!! ”

He clearly saw that Qin Jiu below was trembling as if he were going to stand up.

The next moment, however, the body to be moved is held in the hands of the rock by death.

Him, don't go!

Xiao Qing said to make him wait here for her.

What if he's gone and Xiaoqing can't find him?

“Elder Zhao, this? It's been so long, hasn't it been puppeted? ”

Zhao Rong's face was divided into ugly, biting his teeth and cutting his teeth: “Break his fingers and take people away! It's me, Lingbo Temple puppet, dare to resist the master! ”

The disciple answered yes.

Their actions were very simple and brutal, and they directly removed an iron stick attached to spiritual power and smashed it down with Qin Liquor's hands.

Kala--! Kala--!

The sound of a broken bone rings again and again.

Makes everyone who listens feel a little creepy.

But the Qin liquor that was broken in the bones of both hands was like nothing.

However, when the people of the Lingbo Palace threw out a bundle of immortals to pull him up from the ground.

His white eyes overflowed with a hint of scarlet.

“Ahhhh -!!! Bastard, you dare bite me!! ”

“What the hell, just a district puppet!! ”

Zhao Rong's face was cold with no expression: “Pull out his teeth! Next, he rebelled with his hand, chopping off his hand; rebelled with his foot, scrapped his foot. Anyway, it's just a puppet. Just find a way to make it up to you. ”

“And his soul remains in this shell, and he will not dissipate, so let him taste what it feels like to live and not die! ”

The disciple of Limbo nodded.

Someone jumped over and broke Qin Liquor's mouth. Someone took out the pliers and smiled and walked towards Qin Liquor.

Just then, there was a loud bang.

There was a big wave of wind around the drunken woods.

Zhao Rong's face changed dramatically, his instincts moved and several huge puppets summoned up, blocking himself.

The voice of the disciple screamed in his ear, with the puppet's broken voice.

When the wind dissipated, Zhao Rong saw the scene in front of him, his pupils shrunk dramatically, and he was creepy.

A thousand people, they're surrounded by thousands.

And he brought in the disciples of the Limbo Hall, every one of them was wounded big and small.

“Who are you people?! Why are you doing this to me, Lord Limbo? ”

Zhao Rong's voice just landed, and he saw a young man with a clean face landing in front of Qin Jiu.

I saw Qin liquor all over the scales, the appearance of the loss of the divine soul.

The rain cracked and the anger in his chest almost kept him out of control of his mind.

“Second Brother.” He knelt down to lift Qin Jiu, tears still couldn't help but pound on his face, “Second Brother, how did you get hurt like this? ”

Qin Jiu's eyes were wide open, however, his eyes were covered in white.

If it rains, it is nothing but a puppet.