Su Yuening couldn't help laughing and pointed behind Mao Hu.
There was a faint smile in her peach blossom eyes.
Mao Hu turned around and saw Ning Su's stern face, and his excited expression froze.
"Yi, godfather."
"Good boy, what do you think of your father? Have you ever been so powerful?"
Ning Su gritted his teeth, his eyes becoming dangerously vague.
"Godfather, please listen to my excuse..."
Mao Hu scratched his head awkwardly and said righteously, "Godfather, you wronged me. What I meant is that my junior sister has the demeanor of my godfather. She is particularly handsome."
"Well, I can testify that what Senior Brother said is true."
Su Yuening smiled with her eyes curved.
"Humph, the two of them team up to bully an old man like me."
Ning Su curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes.
Although he blamed his disciple, he was not angry at all in his heart. He hoped that his disciple and adopted son would have a good relationship and stay by his side like family.
Mao Hu immediately said in a flattering tone, "No, no, my godfather is wise and brave, and has always been the person I admire most."
Ning Su felt even happier. "Alright, stop flattering me here, kid. Pack up and get ready to go back to the sect."
"good."
"Oh right." Mao Hu stretched his neck and glanced behind Ning Su. "The guy who fought with my adoptive father was the ugly one."
"he?"
When Ning Su heard Mao Hu mention the ghost-faced old man, he immediately became excited. He pointed at his eyes with a beaming expression, and his hunched back straightened unconsciously.
"That's a long story. I, your godfather, am a god descended from heaven. I stared him dead with just one look."
The flesh on Mao Hu's face trembled. "A look?"
If he remembered correctly, his adoptive father and that man had fought back and forth, and they were evenly matched, with neither of them being able to do anything to the other.
How could that person die in such a humiliating way...
If he could really kill someone with just one glare, why didn’t my godfather do it earlier?
Ning Su took in his suspicious look. He raised his eyebrows and said earnestly, "Mao Hu, you still don't understand your father. Is your father the kind of person who exaggerates?"
Mao Hu shook his head.
His adoptive father was very steady and, as far as he could remember, he had never done anything rash.
Ning Su continued, "Am I the kind of person who fabricates facts?"
Mao Hu continued to shake his head.
Ning Su clapped his hands, "Then what are you doubting?"
Mao Hu: "...Godfather is right."
"Master, what should we do with the giant eagle over there?"
Su Yuening interrupted.
This giant eagle watched its master being killed without any reaction. If its eyes and wings had not moved occasionally, she would really have mistaken it for a fake bird.
Ning Su lifted his chin and noticed something strange. "There's something mysterious about this giant eagle."
"Fake?"
Su Yuening observed carefully for a while and saw a similar stitching line on the edge of the giant eagle's wings. The line was crooked and could not be seen without careful observation.
"Very nearly."
"This giant eagle is a dead thing."
Ning Su popularized, "Also called, puppet."
"Puppets have no spiritual consciousness, so those people were always very steady when chasing us Wind Birds."
"The wind bird is frightened, but the giant eagle is a dead creature, unaffected by any external influence."
"I see."
Su Yuening's eyes lit up, "Master, what is the core of that puppet?"
Seeing Su Yuening's interest, Ning Su smoothed his beard and said, "Father doesn't study puppets, but I vaguely heard that they are mostly supported by formations. Every puppet, no matter how small, has large and small formations hidden in its joints."
"The formation gives the puppet its abilities. The more advanced the formation, the more miraculous the puppet's abilities will be."
"The puppeteer who crafted the giant eagle is truly unskillful. The stitching is hideously ugly. I'm guessing the formation wasn't very sophisticated either."
"But its speed is quite good, and it can compete with the mutant wind bird."
Ning Su withdrew his gaze with disdain and said lovingly to Su Yuening, "Disciple, if you are interested in puppets, you can put the giant eagle into your storage ring and study it slowly when you return."
"May I?"
"Of course."
"The enemy has been eliminated, and their things are our spoils of war."
"It's normal to take it away. Don't feel any psychological pressure."
Ning Su raised his hand and signaled the wind bird to fly next to the giant eagle.
The wind bird cried out and flapped its wings, getting infinitely closer to the giant eagle.
"Disciple, touch the giant puppet eagle and you can put it into the storage ring."
"good."
Su Yuening stretched out her hand and just touched the puppet giant eagle, a purple gas suddenly spread out from the back of the giant eagle and Ximen Ting's body, and stuck to Su Yuening's fingertips along the giant eagle's body. Soon, the purple gas spread from the fingertips to the arm, and from the arm to the dantian.
The purple color in the dantian flashed by, but there was nothing unusual.
Strangely, Ximen Ting's body turned into ashes in an instant.
The puppet giant eagle was then put into Su Yuening's storage ring.
She also collected Ximen Ting's storage ring.
This action was very covert and Ning Su did not see it.
"Master, what is that purple gas?"
Su Yuening's heart skipped a beat when she saw Ning Su's face suddenly turn ugly.
"curse."
"If a member of a certain family suffers a tragic death, the curse hidden within their body will activate and invade the murderer's body."
"Those families will use curses to track down the murderer and kill him."
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