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Jiang Yingyue had prepared for the worst, but she still tried her best not to look in the direction of Ji Yinglei. If she really was Bai Yu's person, there was no need for her to stay in such a secluded place, which was Bai Yu's blind spot.

"Let me guess, which of your friends killed the puppeteers?" Bai Yu pretended to think. Just then, Jiang Yingyue saw Ji Yinglei gesture to her, so the answer seemed obvious. "I bet they didn't both go. Since it was only one person, it must have been the third young lady of the Ye family, after all, the other person..."

Bai Yu raised his hand, and then Ji Yinglei fell from the roof beam without warning, hanging in the air by silk threads, right next to Bai Yu.

"It's here."

It's silk thread! But that's impossible; the physician should already be dead.

Bai Yu still wore that confident expression as he looked at Ji Yinglei, who was equally shocked. Just then, the physician hidden behind the scenes finally appeared, and the remaining puppets that had not been destroyed by Jiang Yingyue instantly assumed a fighting stance.

Could there be two physicians? Jiang Yingyue was extremely nervous, but she was more worried about Ye Qingzhu's condition than this.

At this very moment, Ye Qingzhu, south of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, was equally incredulous. Just as she decisively snapped the physician's neck, she noticed an extremely unnatural crack on the physician's face. Curiosity drove her to investigate, and what she saw next was completely unexpected:

The one controlling all the puppets there was actually another puppet. He wore a human skin mask that was exactly the same as the physician's, and the face under that mask was none other than Shen Ci, who had been killed by Jiang Yingyue at Nanfeng Tower long ago!

"The Bell Envoy should have told you that I have no martial arts skills." The Physician's tone was terrifyingly calm, as if he too were a corpse, being driven by others. "But if you don't even have the means to protect yourself, wouldn't you be somewhat unworthy of this position?"

Following the physician's words, the three puppets beside her launched an attack on Jiang Yingyue at the same time. Before she could think, Jiang Yingyue immediately smashed the bell that had fallen to the ground. The three puppets were too close, and she quickly lost the chance to draw her bow.

Seeing Jiang Yingyue struggling, Ji Yinglei also tried to break free of his restraints, but the healer's threads seemed to possess some incomprehensible power; the more he struggled, the tighter they tightened.

Bai Yu quietly leaned closer to Ji Yinglei: "Give up the struggle, and you can watch this show here safely. What do you think? It's a perfect solution I came up with."

Indeed, that was the case for Ji Yinglei. She had already shown herself, and she no longer needed to help Jiang Yingyue. She could simply wait quietly for Jiang Yingyue to be killed by those puppets. Why not?

Jiang Yingyue was forced to retreat step by step by the Shield Envoy and the Bell Envoy. The Bell Envoy was also looking for a breakthrough. She was never good at dealing with multiple opponents, and at this distance, she couldn't even use the Nine Heavens Sword. No, she still had the Thunder Sword. But Jiang Yingyue knew very well that she was not the master of the Thunder Sword. She had just used the sword to slash at the Qin Envoy.

She looked in Ji Yinglei's direction, and their two equally complicated eyes briefly met. Without a doubt, neither of them could read anything from the other's eyes anymore.

The bell suddenly rushed forward, accompanied by a familiar shout: "Jiang Yingyue!"

She seemed to have suddenly made up her mind. Jiang Yingyue quickly bent down, and then a blue color spread out in the air like ink. With a deafening crack of a whip, the two puppets, except for the shield bearer, broke in two.