The young girl's eyes did not instantly fall on the puppet.

Willow eyebrows softly flashed through the light of thought in her eyes.

The Night Spirit feels like something's sweeping past itself.

Is this... God?

She's searching for a puppet with god knowledge?

What the hell is wrong with this demon? If you don't rush the time to run away at this time, you can still use your god to find the puppet?

Who knows what a puppet looks like?

What's the use of probing? Can we still strip them to the skin?

“So that's it. ”

Night spirits are throwing up in their hearts, but there is a slightly dumb voice in their ears.

“Toxins are reborn into infinite divisions as long as they come into contact with any one of the energies in the air. Just like Master Koo told me to eat poison. ”

“So there are only two ways to really get rid of it. ”

“Or, before it splits, consume the poison and the energy in their bodies with overwhelming force. That's what the Night of the Cold says, they can't kill each other completely, but the Emperor can do it. Because only emperors can use... divine power! ”

“Alternatively, it creates a poison that splits faster and is more sensitive to energy than these poisons. Let these foods swallow, crack and live. ”

The Night Spirit is silly.

What is this woman muttering about?

She understands every word she says, but what does it mean to be connected? Why doesn't she understand?

Shh!

No wonder people say humans are hypocritical and weird!

But she just saved herself.

The Night Spirit couldn't help shouting again: "Fallen man, what are you standing there for? Why don't you run? You think you're the Great Sadness Monastery, those bald donkeys, and you can just whisper and die? ”

I don't know what she said about poking a teenage girl in the tube.

The cool and bright face of the book was suddenly cold.

Sensen chilled around and gave the Night Spirit a chill.

Even the puppets were frozen, and their steps slowed for a moment.

Night Spirit stuttered: “Me, did I say something wrong? The people of the Great Sad Temple... are the bald donkeys! ”

The girl's dark eyes were dark, her pale pink lips moved slightly, and she vomited more and more softly, but with a murderous sound, "Yes, yes... Dead bald ass! ”

She took another deep breath and lowered her voice: "… I can't get the violin out, I can't use the gold silkworm to poison the drug. Then we can only use…” divine power.

“This is the first time I have used it and I hope that it is not too... out of control. ”

Night Spirit opened his mouth and wanted to talk.

See the sword light rise again.

A sword flattens the mountain sea.

A sword struck Kyushu.

I can't remember what happened next, the Night Spirit trance.

All she knew was that when she regained consciousness, she could close her mouth wide open.

Those [puppets] that can't be killed in any way have disappeared clean and not even a grain of ash left behind.

Oh, no, there's one left!

The only seedlings left were howling at the teenage girl.

But instead of being fearful, the look of the teeth dancing claw showed some pity.

Then the Night Spirit sees it pierced with a clear sword.

A silver flame sprang from the tip of the sword, instantly spreading all over the body puppet.

And then there's no more.

The last puppet disappeared silently.