In her previous life, Chu Jiaojiao painstakingly tried to please the Chu family, just so they would say "Happy Birthday" on her fifteenth birthday, to complete a system task and allow her t...
She quickly changed the subject and explained, "The so-called master-servant curse is actually a contract. The servant must obey the master's orders unconditionally, otherwise they will suffer backlash. If the servant dies, it will not harm the master at all. Conversely, if the master dies, the slave's life will be in danger..."
At this point, her voice stopped abruptly.
Several people were also stunned.
Jing Mo said bewilderedly: "But, she is still alive."
Then there is only one explanation.
Tianhao is not dead yet.
Even this Cui Ziming is just one of his clones.
No, he must be crazy. Why would he create so many clones for himself?
Chu Jiaojiao had collected his aura before, and they had already dealt with all the clones they could find. They thought the matter was over, but they didn't expect it was not over yet.
Now that this tracking technique can’t find anything, isn’t that like looking for a needle in a haystack?
Qingfeng frowned, but he wasn't that surprised. "Sure enough, he never puts all his eggs in one basket."
It's something he can do.
He said: "I guess Tianhao separated a part of his soul, sneaked into the reincarnation, and hid it in the bodies of other people, so he avoided the eyes of the heaven."
"The people he chooses are not random. They must have a causal relationship with him, which is more reliable."
"Well, I'll go to the underworld and check the Book of Life and Death."
Hearing this, Sheng Jun said worriedly: "But the ghost gate is closed, only Jiaojiao can enter."
Chu Jiaojiao nodded repeatedly, muttering, "Originally, gathering ten artifacts was enough to open the Ghost Gate. I've found six, but I can't find the other four. I wonder which bastard has them."
It also caused her abilities to be questioned by several of her senior brothers.
Qingfeng paused, took out a few things from his bag, and said calmly, "They are in the hands of a turtle bastard like me."