The first favorite marriage in the Republic of China

Chapter 120 Soul-Through Needle 5
Now that Uncle Zhou has said that, Jun Ruyu can't say anything more.

Indeed, there is no other way but this way is feasible now.

Because Xiaodie's other souls have completely disappeared in this world, and there is nowhere to be found, otherwise, if there is still a trace, he has a way.

Qiao Wan looked sideways at Jun Ruyu and said, "What is right and what is evil? Some people wear the skin of a decent person and use decent calligraphy to harm people. Is he still righteous? And some people use so-called sorcerers to save people. So he must be evil?"

Jun Ruyu is not a pedantic person.

He understood what Qiao Wan said.

He just resisted such magic subconsciously.

"Then you cast a spell." Jun Ruyu said to Qiao Wan lightly.

Qiao Wan looked at Uncle Zhou and said, "Uncle Zhou, you'd better avoid it for now, you'd better stay away from this room."

It's better not to let Uncle Zhou be present in this scene. Qiao Wan is worried that he will collapse. It is best for him to stay far away, otherwise he will listen to Xiao Die's painful cries later, which may be a kind of psychological torture.

"I'm just guarding outside, I'm not going anywhere, I'm guarding outside." Zhou Bo murmured, walked out of the room slowly, and closed the door by the way.

Qiao Wan had already prepared the steel needle for the blessing of the spell, and Qiao Wan took a deep breath, looking at Xiaodie who was sitting on the bed.

Xiao Die had no idea what she was going to face next, and only looked at her and Jun Ruyu with a pair of dark and lifeless eyes.

"Remove the cloth from her mouth. We can ask her after the soul-passing needle is used later." Qiao Wan said lightly.

Hearing this, Jun Ruyu took a step forward and took the rag from Xiaodie's mouth.

As soon as the rag was taken off, a scream broke out from Xiaodie's mouth.

"Ahh! Don't come here! Don't touch me! Please! Don't touch me!"

The hoarse screams almost pierced people's eardrums.

Hearing the hysterical cry, Qiao Wan threw the five steel needles in her hand into the air without changing her expression, and spiritual power burst out from her body at this moment, controlling the steel needles to float in midair .

With her hands quickly making a seal on her chest, Qiao Wan's eyes froze, and with a soft sound, the steel needle flew towards Xiaodie fiercely.

Only a few puffing sounds were heard, and the five steel needles penetrated into Xiaodie's head at different acupuncture points.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Xiao Die let out a scream that was louder than before, which made people tremble in the bottom of their hearts.

Trembling from the body distance, Xiao Die's expression was completely distorted, cold sweat continued to stay, her eyes full of pain, the eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets.

It was like thousands of ants and insects rampaging and gnawing everywhere in the brain, no, the pain was a hundred times more magnified than this, Xiao Die felt the pain of her brain being sucked dry, which made her wish to die immediately.

But at the same time as this pain, the more painful memories also broke through the shackles, flooding her like a tide, making her feel sober while living as if she were dying.

"Little Die, who caused this to happen? Tell me, and we will avenge you." Qiao Wan looked at the time and said in a horrified manner.

"The host of Beiyin Temple! It's the host of Beiyin Temple! That's a beast, a beast!" Xiao Die writhed on the bed in pain, like a dying fish.

(End of this chapter)