The Purple Brilliant Sword hovered in front of the doll, and the heart-pounding fluctuations of spiritual power made her dare not move.
"Are you... a doll? Or a doll? Tell me, are you B-rank or A-rank? What mission are you here on? Why did you attack my family?"
The series of questions stunned Wawa. She hadn't expected the other party to know so much about the Blood Merchant Alliance.
Wawa did not answer Chu Yao's question. Her face was filled with fear and excitement, and she spoke tremblingly:
"You are... a second-level psychic? No, no, fairy, Master! Master, please accept me as your disciple!"
The baby's attitude unexpectedly changed 360 degrees. He bent down and kowtowed to Chu Yao.
"Hmm?" Chu Yao raised an eyebrow. "Who are you? Why should I accept you as my disciple?"
"Master, I finally found you. Please take me back to the sect..." Wawa wiped her tears with her wide sleeves, looking sincere.
"Heh." Chu Yao sneered, waved his right hand, pretending to put away the magic weapon, but actually carried the Zihuang Sword behind his back.
"I do not accept disciples who come from unknown backgrounds. Let me ask you, which school of thought did you inherit your blood refining technique from?"
"Kung Fu? My Kung Fu is inherited from my master, from my master..."
Before Wawa learned anything from her master, the corners of her drooping eyes lifted up again, and her pupils were full of arrogance and madness.
She quickly pulled out a dark dagger, jumped up from the bottom, and stabbed towards Chu Yao:
“Go to hell!!!”
Well... there's another chapter coming up later.
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