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Seeing this, Yan Chixia was not to be outdone.

"Master, whatever it is, I will take care of it."

Su Lin nodded slightly and spoke.

"I want you to unite the forces of the righteous path and the demonic path."

To unify the forces of both the righteous and the demonic paths?

Zuo Qianhu didn't know much about the Taoist community.

He looked completely bewildered.

Yan Chixia, on the other hand, looked utterly shocked.

"What, are you having trouble?"

Seeing that the two did not immediately agree.

Su Lin looked displeased.

"No problem!"

"Your subordinate guarantees the mission will be accomplished!"

Su Lin looked unwell.

Zuo Qianhu was startled.

He quickly patted his chest to assure them.

Although he didn't understand what Su Lin meant at all.

but.

Judging from Yan Chixia's reaction.

He understood.

The other party must know the inside story.

"We must never anger our master!"

"Let's hand over the task first, and then we'll learn about the righteous and demonic paths from Yan Chixia, and discuss countermeasures along the way."

Yan Chixia did not refute.

Su Lin's order.

That's everything.

He felt it was quite difficult.

But they dared not refuse.

The Left Commander received the order.

He silently agreed.

However, his face still showed worry.

"very good."

Su Lin thought about it.

They felt that the two possessed combat power comparable to those at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

but.

A powerful figure in both the righteous and demonic paths.

The two of them probably still couldn't handle it.

By the time.

Things are likely to go wrong.

Think of this.

He had a thought in his mind.

Once again, a strange tale of rules has been summoned.

This time, he summoned a strange tale of rules.

It's an adorable doll.

Su Lin tossed the doll in his hand to Zuo Qianhu and said indifferently.

"If you encounter an opponent you can't defeat, you can ask this doll for help..."

This is a rag doll.

Could it be some kind of treasure?

Zuo Qianhu curiously examined the rag doll in his hand.

then.

He saw the doll's eyes suddenly start moving, staring intently at him.

A chill ran through me.

It rose from the bottom of Zuo Qianhu's heart.

His instinct was to throw away the strange rag doll.

However, just as he raised his hand...

But then I suddenly remembered.

This was a treasure bestowed upon him by Su Lin.

If you throw it away.

The consequences...

Beads of cold sweat.

Tears streamed down Zuo Qianhu's face.

He quickly managed to control his fear.

Hold onto the rag doll that almost fell to the ground.

And this time.

The rag doll in his hand.

But suddenly a chilling laugh rang out.

"Hehe...hehe..."

"Uncle, didn't you want to throw me away?"

"Why did it suddenly stop again?"

"Uncle, do you want to throw me away because you hate me...?"

Zuo Qianhu's body.

Suddenly froze.

Beside him, Yan Chixia's face also turned deathly pale in an instant.

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This rag doll...this rag doll is terrifying.

Zuo Qianhu and Yan Chixia looked horrified.

A strong sense of crisis.

It rose from the bottom of my heart.

The moment the rag doll's voice rang out.

They suddenly realized.

in all directions.

Deadly threats have been reported from all sides.

"There is no way out."

Where did the attack originate?

The two looked utterly desperate and terrified.

They even felt...

The threat of this rag doll.

It's even bigger than Sulin.

At least.