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The woman tilted her head, circled around Bai Chujiu, and after scanning her whole person, she seemed to remember something and laughed: "My memory is getting worse and worse, I forgot that the little puppet has no thread pulling, and it won't listen to me......"

As she spoke, a little white light flashed in her hand, gradually gathering a small white ball of thread, and at the same time, some small red dots appeared on Bai Chujiu's body.

Bai Chujiu looked at his body, something that belonged to him appeared, and he couldn't help but reach out and poke the red dot on his elbow.

This time it was terrible, the pain from the depths of the bone marrow made Bai Chujiu instinctively retract his arm, and then the feeling of being burned by the fire followed, and the lightning rushed all over his body, and the feeling of being in the middle of the fire seemed to be immersive.

Bai Chujiu hugged her arms and took dozens of steps back, this woman was quite dangerous to her.

And the most fatal thing is that this woman is very familiar with her, and even knows some things that she doesn't even know about the body itself......

She, a guy who didn't know anything in the first place, really didn't have any countermeasures in the face of this strange enemy......

Just when Bai Chujiu was thinking about whether to run away first with Xiao Bei in her arms, the thread group took the lead and divided into countless strands, entangled Bai Chujiu's body like a snake, and restrained the red dots that appeared on her body respectively.

The strength was drained little by little by this thread, from the beginning of the energy to the tired.

The feeling of exhaustion spread throughout his body, he felt dizzy and his eyes were black, Bai Chujiu felt that his body was very unstable, and he couldn't stand at all, as if he was going to fall to the ground at any time.

At the same time that Bai Chujiu was confused, black and white, and did not know what year it was, those lines also changed color, just like the color of Namanzhu Shahua.

The woman tossed the ball of thread in her hand, tilted her head and smiled, "What time is it?" ”

Bai Chujiu raised his face stiffly, tried to squeeze out a twisted smile at her, and gave an accurate answer: "At 10:29, September 29, 131 yuan calendar." ”

Bai Chu Jiu Mu said the time that she didn't even know about, she was like a machine specially designed for people, recording the time experienced by the body, which could be queried and used at any time.

Even the things that the body itself has forgotten can be inquired one by one.

Xiao Bian was anxiously pulling at the hem of Bai Chujiu's clothes, and it was about to jump up to scratch her face: "Chujiu! What are you talking about? What is 131 in the Yuan calendar? What the hell is wrong with you? ”

"Boss, why are you waking up so quickly, what's going on?"

The little girl was about to scratch Bai Chujiu's skirt out of a hole, but she was still there alone and tilted her head and giggled, so anxious that she grabbed Bai Chujiu's hand and gnawed it, hoping that the pain could bring her ancestor back to her senses.

But the more it bites, the more frightened it becomes, a slightly deeper tooth mark has appeared on the back of Bai Chujiu's hand, but she doesn't react at all!

No matter what method it used, the girl in front of her was indifferent, only smirking at herself, and if you looked closely, you would find that the pupils in her eyes had collapsed, and there was no look.

Xiao Cheap is about to vomit three liters of blood, it has lived for thousands of years, and it has never been so unlucky, Shen Zhao doesn't know where to go, and the stars are not here.

What the hell is it going to do?

The woman bit her crooked thumb and scratched her hair frantically with one hand, as if she had some kind of skin disease: "Is it already 131 years?" Has it been 11 years? ”

The man counted the time in a daze, letting go of his long dirty hair, his hands folded and his fingers intertwined, his face filled with grief and joy.

People who don't know still think that she must have lost her heart, and this look of sinking into it seems to be reminiscing about the past.