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Chapter 279 The Cursed Doll Weaving by Butian Grass

This is completely contrary to Chi Ke's statement, and it is also beyond his expectations.

However, he had no intention of showing mercy.

The void disk flew out of the air and floated in the void above the two people's heads. The laws of space spread out, blocking this world.

The woman is about thirty years old, but she can't hide her vicissitudes.

Obviously, this person is very old.

The woman gasped and raised her hand to grab a set of clothes from the storage equipment and put them on her body.

The Book of Curses has been hovering over her head, protecting her in it.

"Who are you? How could there be a powerful monk like you in this starry sky?"

There was still a kind of inconcealable look in the woman's eyes.

"Why do you want to curse me?" Lin Qin asked resentfully without answering.

The woman took a deep breath and then said, "The news I learned from the Yitian Holy Sect is that you are most likely the first person to come out of the Four Symbols Heavenly Palace."

"So what?"

"The immortal corpse may be on you!" The woman hesitated for a moment, and finally said the truth.

"So your goal is it!" Lin Qin nodded, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was deliberately saying it to the other party, "Is the nail inserted between its eyebrows yours?"

"That's right, that nail was formed by my lifelong cultivation."

"So, your purpose is nails, not fairy corpse?" Lin Qin showed a smiley expression.

The woman's expression was stagnant and she didn't answer for a long time.

"You are my prisoner now. Give up resistance and spare your life!" Lin Qin planned to ask carefully, but he would catch the other party first.

The void plate buzzed and trembled, and the space around the woman rippled in layers of ripples, and the power of imprisonment became stronger and stronger, which made her face gradually pale.

The pages of the Book of Curses flipped, making a clamor, and the black air was emitting more and more, confronting the laws of the space around them.

Lin Qin didn't look at her anymore, grabbed a set of tables, chairs, benches, and began to make tea and drink tea.

The meteorite where the woman is located is very large and is a good place to rest.

After a long time, Lin Qin filled the teacup in front of him and asked again: "Are you a strong man from the same era as the ancient demon?"

"Did your injuries be left behind when fighting against the immortal?"

"May I have your name?"

Lin Qin threw out the questions one by one, but was not in a hurry to get the answers, nor did he seem very interested, but just asked wherever he thought of!

The woman sat cross-legged on the ground, gritting her teeth to resist.

The Book of Curses is worthy of being a top-level innate magic weapon, much more powerful than the defective product of the Void Plate.

Before the crack is repaired, at most, this person can only be trapped.

Lin Qin showed a smiley expression on his face, and a black light flew out from his eyebrows, floating above his head, and his book of curses appeared.

The woman suddenly looked up and saw that the shock in her eyes was uncontrollable.

I have never heard of the Book of Curse since I took over. There is a second book in this world.

"Are you shocked?"

The two curse books look exactly the same, but both understand the differences between them.

Lin Qin's book is more like a newborn child, like the rising sun, full of vitality.

On the other hand, the other party's book of curses is closer to a twilight old man, full of the vicissitudes of time.

Lin Qin's book of curses turned into a black light and flew into the void above the woman's head, and the rich power of curses shrouded down.

The woman's body shook, and her curse book trembled frequently, and black silk escaped from the pages.

Soon, black silks radiated from both books and connected together in the middle.

Her face became paler and a sense of despair rose in her heart.

"Answer my previous question." Lin Qin continued to speak.

The woman closed her lips tightly, and even her eyes closed again, and her eyelids twitched.

The two books began to swallow each other, one was born in the new year and the other was in twilight years. After a moment of stalemate, the higher the better and lower the worse were immediately judged.

The power of the curse contained in the book of Curse above the woman's head began to lose.

The speed is very slow, but it is passing by every moment.

"My name is Ge Hongyue, and I am the daughter of the previous generation of immortal venerables."

"The Ge family is the family that controls the Book of Curses?" Lin Qin asked curiously.

Ge Hongyue nodded and said anxiously: "You...stop...I..."

Lin Qin was unmoved and looked at the other person quietly.

The Book of Curse conveys the thoughts of pleasure and excitement, and it is impossible for him to stop just like this.

Ge Hongyue gritted her teeth, "Yes!"

"Isn't the Book of Curses passed on to men or women?"

"What if there is no man?" Ge Hongyue asked back.

Lin Qin was speechless for a moment, and then he realized that this woman was probably killing all the men named Ge.

"Can you... stop?" Although Ge Hongyue's expression was barely maintained, she was extremely frightened.

She could truly feel that the origin of her curse book was being lost little by little.

"No!" Lin Qin picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said firmly.

Ge Hongyue looked gloomy and chose to remain silent.

Lin Qin asked several questions in a row, but she didn't answer them.

"How did that immortal die?"

"How did the ancient demon get killed?"

Ge Hongyue gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Lin Qin smiled, not caring about it.

Just as he picked up the teacup, lowered his head, and was about to take a sip.

Ge Hongyue suddenly opened her eyes, and a blood-red sarcastic look flashed in her eyes. When she flipped her right hand, a scarecrow the size of a palm suddenly appeared.

"Curse the doll, go!"

The cursed doll flashed and disappeared without a trace. When it appeared again, it had already passed through the blockade of the void disk and came to Lin Qin.

Lin Qin seemed to have not seen it, and put the teacup in his hand down.

With a bang, the cursed doll was turned upside down on the table by the cup.

It seemed to have life, and its limbs were constantly struggling.

"It's actually Bu Tiancao!" Lin Qin's eyes showed surprise.

Although this cursed doll is average, the material used is a straw formed after the Butian grass is dried up.

The name of Butiancao is quite extraordinary just by listening to it. It is a kind of innate spiritual herb with endless vitality and is much more precious than the colorful dragon carp fruit tree.

He stretched out his two fingers, pinched the exposed small thread on the cursed doll's chest, and gently pulled it out.

Pull out a dry straw about half a foot long, and the black air surging on the surface, containing a rich curse power.

Putting away this puffing grass, Lin Qin looked with hope, hoping that she could make another curse doll.

"You..." Ge Hongyue was so angry that she squirted out a mouthful of black blood, and her mind suddenly lost. The origin of the Book of Curse was immediately sucked away a lot of it.

She has obtained a lot of good things over the years, but the only one who can handle the current situation is the curse doll.

But unexpectedly, it did not work at all, and even the Bu Tian grass that weaved the cursed doll was pulled out.
Chapter completed!
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