"What do you mean?" A trace of confusion flashed across Chen Feng's face, and he didn't understand why Qi Wenli said that.
"You're going to die anyway, so I'll tell you." Qi Wenli raised his head, looking proud.
"This is a witch doll, a cursed doll."
Qi Wenli pointed at the doll in Chen Feng's hand and said, "As long as you don't have special gloves and touch this kind of doll, you will be cursed."
"Then the doll will bite your heart bit by bit, eat your internal organs, and finally devour you completely."
"Chen Feng, now that you have touched this witchcraft doll, you will die soon."
Qi Wenli said, unable to hold back his hearty laughter any longer.
"Chen Feng, you can't blame me for this. You can only blame yourself for being too confident."
Qi Wenli smiled and felt that something was wrong.
He couldn't help but look up at Chen Feng. He looked calm and composed, not at all frightened by what he said.
"Chen Feng, are you not afraid of death?" Qi Wenli was a little confused.
"Why am I not afraid of death?" Chen Feng asked Qi Wenli: "Is there anyone in this world who is not afraid of death?"
"You touched the witch doll, why aren't you scared?"
Qi Wenli yelled, feeling that Chen Feng's reaction was really different from what he imagined.
He should look panicked, preferably screaming and begging for his life.
But what's going on now?
How can he be so calm?
Thinking in his mind, Qi Wenli quickly calmed down and felt that Chen Feng must be pretending to be like this on purpose just to confuse him.
"Chen Feng, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking."
"By the way, let me tell you that once you are infected by the witchcraft doll, your cultivation will be completely eaten away."
"Next, you can only feel the passage of life like a useless person."
"This process will be wonderful. I think you will like it."
Qi Wenli looked like a villain who had succeeded: "So, don't even think about killing me. It's impossible for you to do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Wenli felt a black shadow flash past, and then his whole body was lifted up by his neck.
Qi Wenli's eyes widened in shock, wondering if he had seen it wrong.
"This...how is this possible?" he shouted, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Have you not been possessed by a witchcraft doll? How could you still be so powerful?"
After saying that, without waiting for Chen Feng to answer, he began to talk to himself again: "I know, it must be that your cultivation level is too high, and the witchcraft doll hasn't worked for a while."
"But it doesn't matter. It won't take long before your cultivation will be gone."
"The more you use your spiritual energy now, the faster your cultivation will disappear."
"Chen Feng, I'm waiting to see how miserable you are." Qi Wenli said, raising his hand to hit Chen Feng.
With a "bang" sound, the two fists collided, and an invisible air flow radiated to the surroundings with the two fists colliding as the center.
Wherever the air flow passed, the small-leaf red sandalwood trees that had been placed for hundreds of years turned into powder and fell to the ground.
There was a crisp sound of "click".
"ah!"
"My hand!"
Qi Wenli yelled, the hand that collided with Chen Feng was twisted in a weird posture, and part of the bone penetrated directly through the flesh.