"They've all been captured and brought here. I'm merciful and want to give them a chance to live... As long as they can cure my 'disease' and let me become a man again, I'll let them go..."
"But they're all useless! They only have beautiful looks, but they can't even learn how to serve a man... What use do I have for them? Instead of selling them to other men to be tortured and abused, it's better to send them on their way cleanly. I'm giving them a chance to be free..."
Qingcheng could no longer endure it: "Master, I want to beat him to death, please grant me your permission."
"It's not your turn to kill him."
Su Yao just wanted to do it himself.
Seeing that she had murderous intentions, Zhu Junshan wanted to fight to the death. He let out a shrill roar and suddenly formed seals with his palms, and blood suddenly appeared.
"Myanmar tooth curse wolf! Manwa Po Ling! Rise!"
With a loud bang, the ground cracked and the smell of blood rose into the sky.
A Burmese curse wolf covered with rotten black hair broke out of the ground, its fangs sharp, its eye sockets empty, but full of greed and malice.
Then, the ghost of an old Manwa woman slowly rose up. She was covered in a blood-stained veil, her face was distorted and weird, and a smile that was frozen forever hung on the corner of her mouth.
Su Yao stood there, his expression remained indifferent.
She flipped her right hand, and a silver-white array plate floated in her palm.
"Open, Xuanyin Soul Sealing Formation!"
The array disk was spinning, emitting spiritual light, and runes appeared on the ground, forming a prison chain around the cursed wolf and the spirit.
"Golden Fire Talisman, burn evil!"
She raised her left finger, and several golden talismans jumped out from her sleeves, automatically ignited in the air, and turned into a flaming kite, flying towards the cursed wolf.
The cursed wolf roared and charged forward, but was burned by the spiritual fire and retreated step by step, its skin and flesh charred.
Manwa Po Ling opened her mouth and spat out bloody and resentful sounds, but was suppressed by a small purple-gold bell that appeared in the formation and could not move.
Su Yao said calmly: "I will take the Three Souls Calming Bell, the weapon of my blood contract, and take it!"
"when!"
The bell rang three times, and Po's soul exploded, turning into black mist and being sucked into the bell.
The Burmese Curse Wolf ran for its life, but was reduced to ashes and disappeared under the attack of the formation's spiritual light and golden fire.
Zhu Junshan looked at all this and his expression finally changed completely.
He suddenly pulled out a mouthful of blood and laughed wildly towards the sky: "In that case... then all of you should go to hell with me!"
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