In just three minutes, Qin Nuo's hands and feet became wooden and he lost consciousness.
After the feet became petrified, the toes turned into roots and grew into the ground.
"If this goes on, we will all become tree people!" Sister Meng is small, but half of her body has become wooden.
Half of Brother Yu's face was numb, and one eye was fixed on the ghost-headed doll not far away: "Crush that thing, its sound is the source!"
Qin Nuo immediately asked the Blood-Eyed Ghost to take action.
A black shadow formed, but the black sickle quickly disintegrated as soon as it condensed.
The Blood Eye Ghost looked helpless: "I can't use my ghost power..."
Qin Nuo wanted to move, but his hands and feet turned into roots and were connected to the ground, so he couldn't move at all.
Trying to tear these roots apart was like tearing flesh and blood, and the pain was unbearable.
Qin Nuo stared at the ghost-headed doll in the distance. Her hair was disheveled, her head was held high, and her mouth was wide open, making strange noises.
Another foot was pierced by thorns, quickly turned to wood, and melted into the ground.
After some hesitation, Qin Nuo used his remaining hand to take out the white silk from the tool box.
The white silk floated in the air, carrying a faint fragrance.
A female ghost in white silk appeared from mid-air.
Seeing Qin Nuo's miserable state, he rolled his eyes and said, "You have so much to do. What trouble is this time?"
Then she noticed her surroundings.
His expression suddenly turned ashen, his whole body was shaking, and he almost screamed: "This place is disgusting, why did you call me out!"
"For a mysophobic ghost, this is more painful than killing me!"
After saying this, the Bai Ling female ghost was about to get back into the Bai Ling.
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