This is partly why Anqi went crazy.
At that time, after Song Shanshan wrote the talisman, she curled her lips and smiled, "A talisman shouldn't just have a defensive function. The harm done to others should be met with equal evil in return."
The amulet's trick was indeed successful, but it also aggravated his inner demons and the degree of his evilness in places that Song Shanshan couldn't see.
Song Xiner felt that Song Shanshan's consciousness was slowly being devoured.
Right now, there are two thorny issues.
One is the backlash of the evil magic, and the other is the inexplicable external evil spirit on Song Shanshan's body.
While Song Xiner was using her sea of consciousness to explore the hippocampus, she was also focusing her attention to open her third eye.
Soon she found the source of the evil spirit.
Song Xiner was quick-eyed and quick-handed. She grabbed Song Shanshan's neck with her little hand and pulled the talisman directly towards her.
Such a strong evil spirit!
This is a talisman specifically used to ward off evil spirits.
The orthodox way of the mysterious art is to study hard and cultivate the mind and body in order to achieve the goal of transforming the physical body into a usable spiritual power.
There is another way to go the other way.
It’s this kind of talisman!
Use the power of your external body to help yourself.
But evil spirits are inherently evil, and every time they are used they deepen the damage to the body and mind.
The moment Song Xiner saw the talisman.
I was completely confused and regretful.
Why didn't she find out sooner?!
"You come again!" Song Shanshan's eyes turned red when she saw her precious things being taken away. She no longer recognized the little sister in front of her whom she loved.
She stretched out her claws and pounced towards Song Xiner.
"Third sister! Didn't you say you wouldn't forget me?!" Song Xiner shouted.
The sound came from her throat, sweet and sticky.
Her cute little face was twisted in agony as she was tortured by the attack of the evil spirit talisman and the horrible memories.
Song Shanshan shook her head and stared at Song Xiner in a daze. Her original aggressive attitude turned into a loving hug, and she hugged Song Xiner tightly.
"Little sister! Little sister! You can talk now!"
Song Shanshan shed tears, overjoyed.
However, she was in a trance, with the illusion that time had teleported, as if she had been given anesthesia, and it seemed that only a second had passed between the time before the injection and when she woke up.
Is it really as my younger sister said?
She doesn't want it.
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