However, just after flying a few meters away, Zhao Rong suddenly felt something was wrong.

Didn't the human puppet follow?

He suddenly turned his head and saw Qin Jiu still sitting next to the rock, like a lifeless puppet.

But if you watch his movements yourself, you will find that his hands are firmly dug into the rock, his body is trembling slightly, and he refuses to move a step.

"What's going on? He looks like he's completely transformed! The Soul Control Whistle supposedly can control him!"

Zhao Rong flew over with a sullen face and blew another bone whistle: "Puppet No. 1, 2, 2, follow me!!"

He clearly saw that Qin Jiu's body below him was trembling, as if he was about to stand up.

However, the next moment, the body that was about to move was restrained by hands firmly inserted into the rock.

He can't leave!

Xiaoqing said, let him wait for her here.

What should Xiaoqing do if he leaves and can't find him?

"Elder Zhao, this? It's been such a long time, isn't there still a puppet?"

Zhao Rong's face turned ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Break his fingers and take him away! He is obviously a puppet of my Lingbo Palace, but he dares to resist his master!"

His disciples responded with a "yes".

Their actions were very simple and crude. They took out an iron rod with spiritual power and smashed it down on Qin Jiu's hands.

Stuck! Stuck!

The sound of broken bones sounded one after another.

It makes everyone who listens feel terrified.

But Qin Jiu, whose hands and bones were broken, seemed completely unaware.

However, when the people from Lingbo Palace threw the Immortal Binding Rope to pull him up from the ground.

His eyes, which were covered with white veils, were filled with traces of piercing scarlet.

"Ahhhhh!!! Damn you, how dare you bite me!!"

"What the hell, he's just a mere puppet!!"

Zhao Rong said with a cold expression: "Pull out all his teeth! Then, he resisted with his hands, and I cut off his hands; he resisted with his feet, and I crippled his feet. Anyway, it was okay.

It's a puppet, we just have to find a way to make it up when the time comes."

"And his soul still remains in this body and refuses to dissipate, so let him taste the feeling of not being able to live but not die!"

The disciples of Lingbo Hall nodded repeatedly.

Someone came over and opened Qin Jiu's mouth, and someone took out the pliers and walked towards Qin Jiu with a grin.

Just then, there was a loud bang.

There were strong winds and huge waves all around Zui Wanlin.

Zhao Rong's expression changed drastically, and his consciousness instinctively summoned several huge puppets to stand in front of him.

The screams of disciples and the sound of puppets breaking into pieces were heard in my ears.

When the strong wind dissipated, Zhao Rong saw the scene in front of him clearly, his pupils shrank sharply, and his hair stood on end.

A thousand people, they were surrounded by thousands of people.

And the Lingbo Palace disciples he brought with him all suffered injuries of various sizes.

"Who are you?! Why do you want to attack my Lingbo Palace?"

As soon as Zhao Rong finished speaking, he saw a handsome young man landing in front of Qin Jiu.

He saw Qin Jiu's body covered with bruises and his soul lost.

Luo Yu's eyes were about to burst, and the anger in his chest almost made him unable to control his reason.

"Second Senior Brother." He knelt down and helped Qin Jiu up. Tears finally couldn't help but drip on his face, "Second Senior Brother, how could you be injured like this?"

Qin Jiu's eyes were wide open, but his pupils were covered with a layer of white.
Chapter completed!