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Chapter 126 There is a soul in the puppet

Jiang Su suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the cave's stone wall covered with vines.

She felt that her mind was still recirculating the heartbreaking love story between her parents.

It's that sour, sour, lingering, and painful pressure in my heart.

"Damn it," she lamented.

Suddenly, Jiang Su noticed someone's resentful gaze, turned his head, and met Jiang Feng's gloomy, dead face.

"What are you doing, putting on a bad face?" she said.

Jiang Feng's lips pursed into a straight line, his eyes were gloomy, and there was a creepy murderous aura surrounding him.

The next moment, he drew his sword and slashed hard at one side of the stone wall.

"Bang——" The sound of swords and stones clashing.

Jiang Su raised his eyebrows and his eyes were shocked. You must know that the effects of force are reciprocal. Could it be that Jiang Feng's sword shattered his own bones? !

a long time.

The sword cultivator said hoarsely,

"Sikong, damn it."

"..."

The ruthless swordsman was poisoned by bloody literature.

As early as when this person could continue to read, Bai Xiaosheng's book, "On the Day of the Second Master's Wedding Banquet, the Third Master of the Jin Family Invited Me to Come and Get Married".

Jiang Su should have realized that Jiang Feng was severely poisoned.

She stood up unsteadily with her arms and walked to the boy's side. As soon as she squatted down, she saw the boy's eyebrows furrowed and his eyes closed tightly with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, tears streaming down his pink face, his eyes were red, looking pitiful.

He suddenly threw himself into Jiang Su's arms, put his arms around the neck of the woman in green, buried his head on his shoulders and cried loudly.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu didn not want dad again, wow—daddy is so bad, my dad bullied my mother, uuuu——”

"Why didn't Daddy save my mother? Isn't Daddy a returning daddy?"

The little boy's tears rubbed against Jiang Su's collar. She twisted her neck and saw that her new robe, which had just been worn for the third day, was soaked in tears. She instantly felt tired.

He struggled to pull the cub out, and handed it to his puppet who had also just stood up from the ground, "Brother Puppet is awake, take it over quickly."

The puppet reached out and took it.

The next moment, Jiang Su's expression froze, and there was a certain chill behind her. She opened her eyes wide and looked directly at her puppet.

After two breaths, she silently took a few steps back.

"Something's wrong... This is a puppet. It's controlled by my consciousness. My soul has entered the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. How can a puppet enter the illusion?"

The puppet just now clearly looked like it had woken up with several people.

Jiang Su's throat trembled slightly, his eyes flickered, and he looked at the red-clothed puppet in horror.

Jiang Feng noticed something strange about her, and immediately pointed his sword at the puppet, turned around and asked her, "What's wrong? You look at him like this."

Jiang Su's voice trembled, "There is a soul in the puppet."

Jiang Feng felt confused, "Your consciousness, without a ray of consciousness separated from your soul, this puppet can't be used."

Jiang Su immediately denied, "No!"

"My Ten Thousand Soul Banner absorbs the souls of the monks in the entire secret realm, so that I can see the past of Zai Zi's parents. At the same time, Zai Zi's father in the secret realm can know that there is something abnormal about him, and it can also let Zai Zi Know who his father is."

"But, my soul has already entered, it's Zhou Fan, so where did my puppet's soul come from to enter the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and know all this!"

Jiang Feng understood. What she meant was...

This puppet doesn't contain Jiang Su's soul, but someone else! It wasn't Jiang Su who was controlling him all this time! From the beginning to the end, there was a strange soul or consciousness hidden in the puppet, living with Jiang Su.

He even served in the cabinet.

After thinking about it carefully, Jiang Feng directly raised his sword and was about to stab him.

The red-clothed puppet silently put down the cub and looked at them with dull eyes. He seemed a little aggrieved and said... Why are you afraid of me?

"No, what are you wronging me for? I'm scared. I lie on your lap when I sleep. If you suddenly break off my head, I won't be able to react."

What flashed across Jiang Su's mind was the scene of Jiang Feng breaking off Xie Xiu's head.

The tip of Jiang Feng's sword pointed directly at the man's chest, and the silver light passed through the puppet's strong chest. There was no blood, but it just pierced it.

"He is a puppet, and the sword is useless. You need to put him in the furnace to refine it again, and burn the consciousness together with him, so that he can be completely eliminated."

"Have you ever come across anything weird?"

"It's that special magical weapon, the material looks ancient."

Jiang Feng asked many questions in succession. He found that Jiang Su did not respond to him, and then turned around and saw the girl in green looking blankly ahead.

To be precise, he watched his sword pierce into the puppet's chest.

She frowned inadvertently, her eyes flickering and dim, showing a complex look, like pain and sadness.

After a long while, she said, "Pull out the sword."

Jiang Feng didn't understand, but he did as he was told.

Jiang Su took a deep breath, avoided his inquiring eyes, and explained, "This puppet is made according to the appearance and body shape of my old friend from the lower world. I can't stand it if you hurt him with a sword in front of me."

Jiang Feng said coldly, "He is a puppet, not your old friend."

"Do you know how many fallen immortals in the upper world have gone to the North Water Land, and after losing their bodies, their souls are hidden in certain objects, so as to compete for the bodies of other monks?"

Jiang Feng walked up to Jiang Su and gestured "two" with his hand.

"Ten years ago, Shifang Sect had a group of magic weapons brought by a caravan. Among them were twenty fallen immortal souls and twenty monks whose bodies were taken away."

"They only focus on people whose cultivation is lower than what they used to be, and some who have just ascended. There are not a few people who are deceived by their few words."

He took out the Immortal Binding Lock, tied the red puppet's hands, and handed the other end to Jiang Su.

"The Binding Immortal Lock can control his soul and body at the same time. At least it can ensure that you are not harmed for the time being."

He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Su, saying nothing, and said coldly, "You decide the consequences yourself."

Jiang Su took the hemp rope-shaped Immortal Binding Lock, hesitated for a moment, and finally cut a rough bracelet out of wood and put it on, and tied one end of the Immortal Binding Lock to the bracelet.

"Let's do this for now. We'll talk about it after we get out of the secret realm." She said calmly.

Jiang Feng went to the door to pick up the grass and vines, "What to do next, it will be very dangerous to go out."

Jiang Su's eyes lit up when she saw something, and she desperately picked up all kinds of fairy materials and herbs whose prices she knew. "Of course I will take the kid to find his father. Now that he knows what his father is like, it will be easier to find him."

Jiang Feng suddenly sneered and said, "Not necessarily."

Jiang Su let Zaizi still climb onto the puppet's shoulders and sit down, and she and Jiang Feng walked deeper into the secret realm.

At some point, she heard a loud fight.

"This man is that Sikong! He deserves to die, beat him to death! How dare you treat such a beautiful woman like that!"

"I'm not - I'm really not Sikong, I'm just wearing a silver brocade robe!"

"He also has black hair. I think he is Sikong. Taoist friends, come together and beat this Sikong to death! Damn it, the Taoist master has not had a Taoist companion for three thousand years, and he dares to eat the food in the bowl and look at it. In the pot!”

"That's Yingyue! Qinghe Yingyue, how many fairies in the sky are more beautiful than her! Old thief Sikong must die!"

Jiang Su touched her chin with complicated eyes. She really didn't expect this.