After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

She quickly took a step back, and the doll launched an attack.

Its whole body was made of hard metal, and its attacks were so fierce that Sang Mo retreated repeatedly.

Sang Mo's movement under the water was restricted, and he was beaten back repeatedly by it.

She was furious and said to the person hidden in the black mist: "Why are you so unreasonable? I just came to find someone, and when I found someone, I went back."

There was still no response there.

Sang Mo was so angry that this was the first time she was ignored like this.

If she hadn't been bound by this damn Wangchuan water, she would have beaten that guy to pieces!

How can I talk to him in a nice voice?

While she was angry, she also kicked the doll hard.

The doll crossed his arms in front of him, and was kicked back by Sang Mo. He took a step back and landed on the table.

The candle on the table swayed and was suddenly held by a jade hand.

Sang Mo looked up and saw that the black mist had moved in front of the table at some point.

Each finger of those jade hands was wrapped with thin white threads. The fingers turned quickly, and the doll also moved according to his thoughts.

The doll stood on the table, its bright black eyes rolling, and she tilted her head towards Sang Mo with a very cute smile.

Sang Mo realized something was wrong and was about to step back when the doll suddenly jumped down from the table, its right hand turned into a claw and headed towards Sang Mo.

Its moves are fierce, and there is a terrifying black energy all over its body.

Seeing that he couldn't resist, Sang Mo quickly turned around and ran out of the room.

She ran and looked behind her.

At first the doll followed closely behind her, but after Sang Mo ran up the stairs to the third floor, it suddenly stopped.

Sang Mo looked at it in surprise, but the puppet seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, and took a step back in fear.

This move startled Sang Mo, and she quickly turned to look at the third floor. She saw that the third floor was completely dark without any light.

It seemed as if something was going to come down at any moment on the dilapidated stairs.

Sang Mo was not afraid of ghosts or bugs, he was just afraid of this kind of dark, gurgling, who-knows-what kind of place.

When I looked back, the puppet was nowhere to be found.

Sang Mo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but feel horrified. He shrank his neck, carefully picked up the sword, and walked to the third floor.

The floor on the third floor was filled with all kinds of garbage, such as old tables, scraps of wood, and various carved puppet heads, including some complete dolls.

Those complete dolls were neatly placed in the corner. Sang Mo visually estimated that there were about twenty of them.

When he first saw the pile of dolls, Sang Mo couldn't help but be shocked.

Later, when I found that they couldn't move, I felt relieved again.

She patted her chest and sighed softly, "I was really frightened by that ghost thing, and I became suspicious."

The third floor was still very clean, as if it was used to store debris.

The old things were arranged neatly, and even the dolls in the corner were sitting neatly.

After Sang Mo checked the surrounding area, he turned back and counted the dolls in the corner.

Suddenly, I became confused. There were just some sundries on the third floor, but there was nothing there. What was the baby afraid of just now?

Just when he was wondering, Sang Mo turned around and saw the dolls in the corner.

They sat quietly in the dark corner, each of them staring at Sang Mo silently with their big eyes open.

Strange, they feel strange, as if they have changed.

Sang Mo walked over and condensed a ball of light in his hand. He opened his eyes wide and looked at each one carefully. The workmanship of those dolls is very fine, and every strand of hair is specially customized.

The eyebrows and eyes have different shapes and are very expressive.

Sang Mo couldn't help but marvel. As she looked, she suddenly saw a doll wearing purple and gold clothes in the corner.

It has a small and delicate face, and jade rings in its ears. It looks exactly like the difficult thing on the second floor.

Sang Mo subconsciously took a step back and took a defensive posture.

But after waiting for a long time, the doll didn't move at all.

She gradually relaxed and thought to herself: Maybe it's just a resemblance. Everyone looks exactly the same, not to mention that this thing was made by a person. The person was bored and made two identical dolls and played with them slowly. It's also possible.

With this thought in mind, she ignored the dolls and turned around to continue looking for the stairs.

However, the moment she turned around, the row of dolls behind her all showed strange smiles.

Sang Mo looked for the stairs absentmindedly. She walked and stopped, and when she turned her head, she suddenly found that the row of dolls in the corner seemed to have changed again.

Sang Mo looked over one by one, and when his eyes fell on the doll wearing purple and gold clothes, he was suddenly stunned.

She remembered that when she first checked, the jade bell on the baby's ear was neatly placed in front of the hair, but now the jade bell on the left ear was stuck in the hair! !

Damn, this doll can move.

A chill suddenly ran down her back, her heart was pounding, and there was a layer of cold sweat on her palms.

Sang Mo swallowed his saliva, but did not show it on his face. Instead, he counted the number of dolls silently, then moved his eyes to other places with a puzzled look on his face, and said to himself: "Really, the last four Where are the stairs to the building?"

She was alert every part of her body and checked every corner of the third floor again, but still couldn't find the stairs to the fourth floor.

The surroundings were eerily quiet. Sang Mo was restless every second he stayed in this place, and even his hair was sweating.

She would look back at the pile of dolls from time to time, counting them quickly every time for fear that one would suddenly be missing.

In the darkness, the row of dolls sat quietly in the corner, their dark eyes staring directly in the direction of Sang Mo.

Sang Mo intuitively felt that he was going crazy being stared at.

She hesitated and slowly touched the hilt of the sword, wondering whether to rush over and chop those damn things to pieces.

When he was hesitating, a pair of cold hands suddenly placed on Sang Mo's shoulders.

Suddenly, Sang Mo felt that every hair on his body stood up.

She quickly turned around and saw the doll standing in mid-air, its dark eyes staring closely at her.

After being discovered, it tilted its head and showed a cute yet terrifying smile.

In the darkness, its pale cheeks were so dazzling that Sang Mo exploded in fear.

She screamed, jumped up and backed away.

The doll seemed to be very interested in Sang Mo's actions, its eyes widened suddenly and its fingers danced excitedly.

Sang Mo became angry with shame, raised his sword and slashed at it.

The puppet jumped left and right. Its body was flexible and its movements were light. Sang Mo couldn't even touch it.

She was so angry that she simply bit off her middle finger, put it together with her thumb and drew a huge freezing symbol in the air.

The huge ice sword spread in the water, freezing the lively doll in mid-air.

Sang Mo breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help walking over to show off his power to it, "Aren't you capable? Why can't you move?"

The doll was frozen in the ice, its dark eyes blinked, and suddenly a proud smile appeared.