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Chapter 72 Little Qian

Several people discussed and discussed, and finally their hopeful hearts dropped to freezing point.

"As long as I can open the forbidden spirit lock, I'm 70% sure to save you."

Feng Xiaoqiang said.

By this time it was completely dark, and Zi Ling lit the animal oil lamp.

By the light of the oil lamp, several girls looked at the forbidden spirit lock on her wrist.

One of the girls glanced at Feng Xiaoqiang with complicated expressions.

"Xiao Qian, do you have any idea?"

Zi Ling's sharp eyes noticed something strange about her.

The girl named Xiaoqian was silent for a moment and said: "My ancestor was a witch, and I know some simple witchcraft. I can't break the forbidden spirit lock, maybe I can make it invalid for a while. But..."

Xiao Qian had a look of pain and confusion on her face.

Feng Xiaoqiang understood at a glance. Maybe just to let the forbidden spirit lock fail for a moment, Xiaoqian would have to pay a huge price, right?

"Just what? Tell me quickly!"

Mu Jin and others looked at Xiao Qian anxiously.

Xiao Qian lowered her head and remained silent.

"Sister Xiaoqian, if you have to pay a huge price for this, I can't accept it. Let's find another way!"

Xiao Qian suddenly raised her head. The little girl in front of her was obviously a few years younger than her, but she exuded a warm and powerful aura.

People can't help but want to get close and worship.

Xiao Qian suddenly made up her mind and smiled: "It doesn't cost anything. I'm just worried that such a little witchcraft won't work. And even if it works, it can only last for three breaths."

"Three breaths are enough time."

Three breaths is enough time to release a small fire. Even a high-level spiritual weapon from the upper world cannot withstand the burning of the Green Lotus Divine Fire, right?

"It really won't cost anything?"

Feng Xiaoqiang didn't quite believe Xiao Qian's words. Could the witchcraft that could break the forbidden spirit lock be a simple little witchcraft?

"Don't worry, Princess, it's not a price. My cultivation level is low and I don't know advanced witchcraft. Without further ado, let's get started now!"

Xiaoqian asked the other girls to step back and pulled out the only bamboo hairpin from their heads.

Before she was arrested, she lived by begging and could not afford gold and silver jewelry.

Just because hers was a bamboo hairpin, it was not taken away. All the other girl's accessories were plundered.

Feng Xiaoqiang suddenly grabbed her wrist: "Sister Xiaoqian, although I really want to escape, I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Can I ask you to cherish your sister?" Xiaoqian suddenly asked.

Seeing Feng Xiaoqiang nodding, Xiaoqian's eyes shone with joy: "When I was seven years old, my parents were killed by my enemies. From then on, I became an orphan, begging for a living."

"It's my blessing to get to know my sister Xiuxi. I'm very, very happy!"

After saying that, Xiaoqian's face condensed and she solemnly said: "You only have three breaths of opportunity, so unfortunately you have to seize it!"

She sat cross-legged opposite Feng Xiaoqiang, quickly cut both of her wrists with a bamboo hairpin, grabbed the forbidden spirit chain, and dripped blood on the forbidden spirit chain.

She closed her eyes and muttered something.

After a while, a dark wind blew in the cell, and the animal oil lamp flickered on and off, as if it was about to go out at any moment.

Outside the cell, dark clouds cover the moon and a strong wind blows.

There is a vision in the sky! Someone exclaimed.

Then there were footsteps approaching the cell quickly.

"They are coming!" Mu Jin whispered.

The other girls suddenly became highly nervous, and invisible fear oppressed everyone's hearts, making them breathless.

At this time, Xiaoqian's witchcraft was at a critical moment and she turned a deaf ear to things outside her body.

The wound made by the bamboo hairpin on the wrist was not deep, but the blood flowed out strangely fast.

If the light is bright, you can see that Xiaoqian's face is pale and almost transparent.

The spells in her mouth were getting faster and faster, and her body was shaking uncontrollably.

At this time, Feng Xiaoqiang was also very nervous. She stared closely at the forbidden spirit lock on her wrist, for fear that if she misplaced her eyes, she would miss the changes on the forbidden spirit lock.

Not a drop of blood flowed from Xiaoqian's wrist fell to the ground, it was all absorbed by the Forbidden Spirit Lock.

As the spells in Xiaoqian's mouth became faster and faster, the Forbidden Spirit Lock absorbed blood faster and faster.

Suddenly, the flowing runes on the Forbidden Spirit Lock dimmed.

Almost there! Just a little bit closer.

Feng Xiaoqiang was excited.

But at this moment, the iron door creaked, the door opened, and two men in black walked in.

It’s over! I’m afraid it’s going to be a failure.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

Suddenly, Xiaoyu, who had been huddled in the corner and said nothing, jumped up.

At some point, she stripped off her upper body, bitten both wrists, and her body was covered in blood. She rushed towards the two men in black.

"Looking for death..." A man in black kicked him head on.
Chapter completed!
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