1862 Stand-in Doll

The senior sister's eyes swept across the hall.

Her eyes fell three steps away from the stone door on the right, and she sneered. She threw something on the ground in a concealed manner, and then transformed into a six-color butterfly. With a flash of light, she escaped into the void and headed towards the direction where Ouyang Jun disappeared. And go.

At the stone gate on the far right.

Under an invisible silk cloth, five members of the Fu family were hiding here. In front of them, a pagoda was suspended high in the sky, and the treasure light lingered around them. Seeing that the elder sister was gone, Brother Eighteen immediately urged:

"Ancestor, Eleven, let's leave quickly!"

In the main hall.

Mr. Cheng is already losing ground.

Ten more breaths.

Certain death!

If they continue to delay, once this little junior sister gets some free time, or the senior sister who goes to hunt down Ouyang Jun comes back with a counterattack, the five of them will definitely have no chance of survival!

Fu Zhihong also felt that this was the best time to escape!

But.

Not only Mr. Fu and Fu Shiyi were indifferent, but even the sixth sister Mo Lan remained motionless.

They stared closely at the entrance to the hall.

But.

There was nothing there!

When Fu Zhihong was confused, several screams came from the hall. Mr. Cheng's hands and feet were cut off at the roots, and all the bone wings on his body were pulled out.

His scarlet eyes slowly faded away, replaced by the fear of death!

No matter what kind of creature it is.

At the moment of death, everyone is hesitant!

“Go to hell, old dog!

The little junior sister in palace attire is a Nascent Soul. She has been pestered by Mr. Cheng for so long and has long been impatient. At this time, the spell was sounded, and in an instant, the butterflies flying in the sky all turned around and made a "buzzing" sound. , with a roar, it penetrated through Mr. Cheng’s seven orifices and exposed wounds!

Less than three breaths.

After Mr. Cheng transformed into a beast, only a layer of skin remained.

"Bang" sound.

Nearly ten thousand butterflies, twice as many as before, flew out of his body, and the skin shattered into a pile of powder and scattered everywhere!

The junior sister stared at the pile of scattered powder. She waved her sleeves and the powder flew away, only to see a doll lying in pieces on the ground!

Stand-in doll!

turn out to be.

Mr. Cheng's previous efforts to risk his life were all to deceive others, and his purpose was to escape with a stand-in doll. From the beginning, he calculated that even if he turned into a complete beast, he would die at the hands of his junior sister!

"Cunning old dog!

A red light flashed in the little junior sister's eyes.

After being played like a monkey for a long time, she was so angry that she growled and said coldly:

"Old dog, do you think you can escape?

at the same time.

She quickly formed seals with her hands.

A ray of light suddenly appeared in the shadow of the five-color butterfly behind her, and activated the tracking magic weapon suspended in front of the little junior sister. The magic weapon was seen spinning around, and then turned into a rainbow light and rushed towards the northwest. go!

The wings of the colorful butterfly behind the little junior sister are flapping!

A flash of light.

The junior sister then disappeared into the main hall.

In the main hall.

Only five people, Fu Shiyi, were left.

Seeing that Fu Shiyi was still indifferent, Brother Eighteen couldn't help but became anxious: "Eleven, what are you waiting for? If you don't leave, we're afraid we won't be able to leave!"

Fu Shiyi made a silent movement.

Her eyes were fixed on the third-level threshold at the entrance to the hall.

Subsequently.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

It's like discovering something.

She patted the storage bag, a green light flashed, and a small boat floated in the air. She shouted: "Let's go!"