The puppet was very quiet. Its entire body, including its hair, was blood red. Its nails were purple-black, and its arms and legs were so black they looked almost purple. Almost every part of it was scarred. Its head was constantly lowered, truly silent.
Mu Huan didn't dare to act rashly, because she didn't know what the other party's background was. Moreover, Jun Jingli was able to be so fearless, so this puppet that appeared last must have some extraordinary features, or a special ability to restrain her.
From this point of view, although Jun Jingli has no spiritual power, he is really talented in puppetry. It is no exaggeration to say that he is even better than those authentic puppeteers.
This is the most frightening and terrifying place!
"Jun Jingli, what tricks are you playing? If you want to fight, just fight. What's the point of being silent now?" You're still playing psychological warfare with her. I'm really sorry, she really has no patience, so you win!
"I dare not play tricks in front of the Lord Ghost." Jun Jingli came to the silent puppet and patted her head gently, with a bit of comfort. I didn't understand, and I thought this was one of his sweethearts.
Jun Jingli patted the puppet and immediately stepped back. The puppet, as if summoned, slowly raised its head. It was so frightened that it almost scared Mu Huan to death.
Mu Huan had seen all sorts of ugly evil spirits in the Forgotten River, but none as unique and one-of-a-kind as the one before him...
This puppet was the epitome of a demon. Red dress, red hair, and two eyeballs dangling there, looking as if they would fall out at the slightest mistake. Black, almost purple lips, with faint traces of bloodshot and veins visible. Even more unique were those eyes, which were a surprising purple. With red hair and purple eyes, she couldn't be described as just another puppet.
Mu Huan nearly vomited, but she knew that doing so would definitely anger the female puppet, so she had to suppress the nausea in her heart. Has puppet making become so perfunctory these days? They don't even bother to consider the appearance.
Mu Huan looked at the female puppet, adhering to the attitude of "I will not move unless the other party moves", and just stood there stupidly.
The female puppet didn't move for a long time, then suddenly smiled at Mu Huan, revealing her teeth that were full of holes and blood. She seemed to think that her teeth were very beautiful.
Don't ask Mu Huan how he knew the female puppet was so narcissistic, because the female puppet had been touching her teeth with her long, withered hands, and there was an indescribable expression on her face, which was as old as tree bark.
This was really strange, why hadn't they started fighting yet? Mu Huan was almost losing his patience, but he had no idea what kind of background the other party had, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
Jun Jingli was actually wondering why the puppet wasn't moving. To be honest, he hadn't made this puppet himself. He had just stumbled upon something left behind in a cave by a powerful being when he ascended to the Protoss. This puppet happened to be among them.
Moreover, all his future puppet creation successes were accomplished thanks to this puppet. Therefore, it could be said that this female puppet was the mother of all puppets, but unfortunately, the puppets created from this mother were far less powerful than the mother.
In desperation, Jun Jingli had no choice but to resort to the worst possible strategy. The powerful being seemed quite wary of this puppet, so he left behind another thing that could control the mother puppet.
Jun Jingli pulled out a piccolo from his arms and began to play according to the music score. The flute sounded melodious, but the mother puppet seemed to have been strongly stimulated by something and began to go crazy. It began to wave its terrifying long nails and ran towards Mu Huan.
Mu Huan was speechless about this wave of operations. It turned out that this female puppet also understood music theory and sentiment. It was really rare! But what should she do at this time?
Seeing the mother puppet rushing towards him at an extremely fast speed, Mu Huan still didn't know how to repel it. Could it be that Mu Huan glanced at the piccolo in Jun Jingli's hand, it seemed that he really had to give Jun Jingli a taste of his own medicine!
Mu Huan quickly pulled out the bloodthirsty guzheng Liang Ci had given her. She hadn't touched it since leaving the God Clan. Luckily, she still remembered the music theory she'd learned back then. She'd just listened to Jun Jingli's performance, but she wondered if the effect would be significantly diminished with a different instrument.
But now we can only try our best to save the situation, otherwise this problem cannot be easily solved.
However, Jun Jingli had quite a few treasures on him. Otherwise, after she dealt with the female puppet, she could go and rob him. Otherwise, it would be unfair to her for having been frightened by his puppets these past few days. Mu Huan thought this was a good idea and immediately finalized it.
Mu Huan followed the piccolo sound she had just heard and tried to play it on the konghou. But as soon as she hit a tune, she wanted to beat herself to death. What the hell was she playing? Did she have no talent for music theory at all?
At this point, Mu Huan simply gave up on this method. It seemed that soft tactics didn't work, so he had to resort to hard tactics! Just as Mu Huan was about to use the scepter to deal with the female ghost, Liang Ci grabbed his wrist.
"?" What are you doing? Fighting!
"Bring out the konghou!" Liang Ci lowered his voice a little, freeing one hand to repeatedly beat back the female puppet that was rushing towards him. But this female puppet was really tenacious. Even after being beaten so hard, the two purple eyeballs hanging on it did not fall off.
Mu Huan could clearly feel that if the fight continued like this, the female puppet would be completely enraged.
"How to do it?" Mu Huan listened to Liang Ci's words without hesitation and took out the guzheng.
"Play as I say!" Liang Ci's cold voice sounded in Mu Huan's ears. Mu Huan felt that there was no voice more reassuring than this at this moment.
Following Liang Ci's gentle, enticing voice, Mu Huan calmed down and tried playing the piece once more, just as Liang Ci had instructed. Strangely, it went so smoothly this time, and the piece had a powerful calming effect. The female puppet, about to charge over from a distance, calmed down a bit and retracted its sharp claws.
However, how could Jun Jingli let Mu Huan and Liang Ci succeed? Seeing the female puppet calm down, Jun Jingli blew the flute again. This time, the force was obviously stronger than the previous times. The female puppet suddenly screamed loudly, holding her head with both hands, as if in pain.
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