The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

With that, he turned to look at Mu Yan: "Little Junior Sister, how do you feel?"

At this time, Mu Yan's whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and she exhausted her whole body's strength to restrain her, so that she would not make strange noises and her body would not tremble violently.

Hearing a question that Chu Moli fluttered over, she almost wanted to scold her.

"Senior Brother!" Mu Yan gritted her teeth, "Would you like to play the piano with Han Jiaming again, chat, and wait for your little junior sister to be killed by the curse, then ask me this sentence?"

Chu Moli rarely saw her calm and calm little junior sister showing such an expression, and couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

After laughing, the expression on his face instantly disappeared.

Open your left and right hands and make a bow and arrow movement.

In the hands that should have been empty, a translucent silver longbow and black arrows gradually appeared.

The arrow pointed directly at Han Jiaming's forehead.

Han Jiaming's eyes widened, and suddenly he felt as if he had two hands pinching his heart.

He wants to hide, wants to escape.

But the whole body seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, unable to move at all.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from Han Jiaming's forehead.

At the same time, hoo-!

The arrow flew out, straight to the Han family's brows.

Han Jiaming's body shook violently, his face turned pale, and his whole body froze in place like a sculpture.

The original flashing runes and red light in the room completely disappeared after the arrow penetrated Han Jiaming's body.

Chu Mo released his hand, the silver bow disappeared, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Mu Yan's movements are also extremely fast.

After the rune disappeared, the burning feeling in her body disappeared.

She took out the Tianmo Qin for the first time and plucked the strings.

With the sound of the piano curling and echoing in the room, Chu Moli's pale and gray face finally gained a bit more popularity.

Yu Zhengqing looked at Chu Moli and Mu Yan, her eyes filled with shock and admiration that could not be concealed.

Xiaoyaomen, what kind of school is this?

It was not enough to have such enchanting evil as Chu Moli, and the other people were also more terrifying.

The sound of the piano changed from agitated and lingering, slowly to gurgling water, and finally disappeared.

Mu Yan let out a sigh, put away the Tianmoqin and walked to Chu Moli's side, grabbing his wrist.

Confirming that Chu Moli's body could still hold it, she was relieved.

Then, his attention fell on Han Jiaming, "What's wrong with him? Is he stupid or dead?"

From the moment he was shot by Chu Moli's arrow, Han Jiaming had been frozen in place.

The whole person is like a stone sculpture, with no breathing ups and downs.

But if he says he is dead, his face looks different.

Chu Moli coughed lightly before he said nonchalantly, "It's backlashed by [Acacia Devil Love Curse] and turned into a puppet."

To live is to live, but it is worse than death.

From then on, he could only follow the master's orders like a walking dead.

If there is no command from the master, then wait for the flesh to rot and die.

Mu Yan inhaled slightly.

She did not sympathize with Han Jiaming, but was frightened by Master Han Jiaming's methods.

The people under him either succeed in doing things or become puppets.

How unfeeling and vicious is this?

Suddenly, Chu Moli's voice paused, and he said softly.

A phantom suddenly appeared next to Han Jiaming's sculptural body.

That phantom looked exactly the same as Han Jiaming.

Mu Yan's pupils shrunk: "Clone Phantom?"

"No!" Chu Mo said from Youyou, "I forcibly separated a part of his soul."