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Immediately, Zheng Shaobai also suddenly stopped turning the hand-cranked music box in his arms. A pair of clown-like eyes with a thick shadow, narrow narrow, narrowly squinted into a slit, looking at the white 'colored' silkworm chrysalis in front of him, evoking a 'yin' evil smile.

"The little imp of the Charros family, this feeling of being wrapped in layers of spiritual threads and enjoying the feeling of being sucked dry of the source of magic a little bit, shouldn't it?" Zheng Shaobai smiled, took out the uneven old record in the wooden box, and put it into the small 'drawer' at the bottom of the box.

Then, he placed his palm on the music box again. The spiritual threads that gradually seeped out from the palm of the palm covered it little by little, forming a brand-new, translucent and semi-cloudy record-shaped.

This is the spiritual weapon that Zheng Shaobai can summon and use by singing in disorderly "chanting" - the Demon Box.

Whenever Zheng Shaobai used the spirit thread cocoon to capture the prey, the spirit threads that were originally in the blank form and were placed in the wooden box would automatically generate an empty space. It is used to store those who are wrapped in spiritual threads, the source of the magic of those messengers.

In the end, when those sources of magic power are sucked into the record, the person wrapped in the silkworm chrysalis will completely become a puppet demon who has completely lost his soul, as the Zheng family has seen......

The source of magic that is absorbed is also used as the best ingredient for making those candles.

When Lin Feng looked at the tight silkworm cocoon wrapped in the silver 'colored' spirit line in front of him, he suddenly understood that when he was in the Zheng family's mansion and 'fought' with Zheng Shaobai, he should have used this method to block the attack of the 'flower' with no dead ends, and escaped with a bluff of death.

"Kitten, don't worry, it'll be your turn in a while......"

While speaking, I saw Zheng Shaobai pull open a small 'drawer' at the bottom of the box. It was full of old records made of spirit threads in different shapes.

And it would be more appropriate to say that that kind of thing can be called a 'record' than a cage that seals the source of magic one by one.

Lin Feng looked at the one in front of him, Zheng Shaobai, who had already lost the form that a normal person should have when he first met, as well as the elegant posture held by the upper-level magic clan. But there was a light and breezy expression on his face, but from time to time he glanced at the huge silkworm cocoon in front of him with his eyes.

"Okay, let's let this scene get into the high tide now! Let me show you my newest doll named Charros! ”

As Zheng Shaobai's wild laughter fell, I saw him raise his hand and shake it forward! Countless silver 'colored' spiritual threads suddenly burst out along his fingertips, connecting to the white 'colored' silkworm chrysalis again!

A source of magic that could be clearly foreseen by the 'flesh' eye alone slowly flowed into the cocoon along those silver 'colors'.

That was Zheng Shaobai giving his latest puppet a vain soul that could be temporarily manipulated by him. As soon as the cocoon absorbs all the empty magic, it will explode. A new, but soulless puppet is born.

However, a few seconds passed. I saw that those sources of magic power not only did not stop the delivery process into the cocoon, but were like a black 'hole' of 'desire' and dissatisfaction, continuing to absorb those sources of magic that were slowly passed away from Zheng Shaobai's fingertips.

"Why, why haven't you delivered the magic of the replacement yet?" Zheng Shaobai muttered to himself with some displeasure.

And at this moment, the 'color' of his face began to become a little difficult to see. I don't know if he was a little tired from absorbing too much magic power, but he finally woke up from the smugness he had just made, and felt some bad movements.

Finally, after he realized that the source of his magic power was about to be absorbed by the cocoon in front of him, his uneasy emotions, as well as Lin Feng, who was injured by himself and watched Yi trapped by his own cocoon, but did not 'show' his worried look at all, all made him feel an unprecedented sense of panic.

At this time, Zheng Shaobai's face 'revealed' a trace of panic, and even an angry look.

Immediately after, he pulled the spiritual thread of his fingertips and tore it back hard. But those silver 'colored' spiritual threads seemed to be firmly absorbed into the cocoon, not only did not move, but went against his pulling force, trying to contain his whole person!

"Damn, what the hell is going on!"

As he spoke, Zheng Shaobai couldn't contain the anger in his heart. Because, as if out of control, those spiritual threads have begun to lose their control. He couldn't even force the connection between these spiritual threads and the source of his own magical power.

When he was anxious, he saw Zheng Shaobai twist his backhand, and he tightly wrapped those spiritual threads around his palm!

Completely ignoring the fact that while he was tightly strangling himself, those out-of-control spiritual threads had been deeply embedded in the skin of his palm. even carried those smoke that were 'mixed' into the evil spirit's qi and eroded into his body......

Bite--

The sound of the strings breaking suddenly came out, and a touch of bright red splashed out from Zheng Shaobai's palm......

At this moment, Zheng Shaobai's hands were stained with blood, and the entire palm was covered with fine and deep scratches, as if as long as he went deeper, he would be embedded in the bone and cut off the entire palm.

The silver threads that were torn off by brute force suddenly broke away from the body they had previously contained, and they fluttered around like headless flies. And with the smoke that had not completely dissipated, the whole room was stained with a dull veil.

Zheng Shaobai held the stone wall behind him with his hands, panting and looking at the silkworm cocoon in front of him that had absorbed the source of his countless magic powers, his forehead was soaked with sweat.

"Hey, have you had enough of it?" Suddenly, Lin Feng suddenly spoke.

An ethereal voice permeated the room, and although it sounded a little weak, it clearly exuded a cold and arrogant aura......

"Oops, was it discovered so soon?"

After a moment of silence, I saw that the silkworm cocoon, which was wrapped in layers of spiritual threads, suddenly shook slightly. Immediately after, a small crack slowly opened directly above.

"An unclever way to lose like yours is not your style in the first place." Lin Feng said in a low voice.

But Zheng Shaobai in front of him was no longer so calm.

He looked incredulous, his eyes wide as he stared at the cocoon where the cracks were still spreading. Almost all the facial features on his face were twisted together, terrifying and ugly......

"You, you damn thing--!" Zheng Shaobai suddenly shouted, and then, a pair of hands full of blood once again held the music box hanging from his chest, shaking like crazy.

The ghostly and piercing sound of music came out again, but this time it was a little sharper than the previous one. Just like Zheng Shaobai at the moment, he opened his teeth and danced his claws......

Suddenly, a short blade made of gray light flashed in the crack of the silkworm cocoon, breaking through the flying air of the spirit line, and stabbing straight towards Zheng Shaobai!

After the sound of 'bang--', I saw that the wooden music box hanging around Zheng Shaobai's neck exploded and shattered into countless broken pieces.

In fact, as a magic weapon, it wouldn't have been damaged like this just because it was hit directly by a short blade. Sometimes, however, things are like this that cannot be reasoned with.

It's as if the Zheng family's ability is controlled by the dense magic power of the land, and the absolute immunity of the Charros clan is like cold water extinguishing the fire, just suppressing the Zheng family's magic completely......

"The source of your magic power has been dissolved by me, and now you don't have that strange artifact. According to your words, isn't it time for me to dominate the next scene? ”

Yi's hand burned with a faint gray light the size of the bottom of the plate, and he reached out and rudely tore open the layer of silkworm cocoons that were hindering his progress, which had not yet been completely cracked.

Then, a faint wisp of green smoke slowly drifted up from the place where his palm touched.

"You, you little ghost......" Zheng Shaobai saw that his spiritual weapon was destroyed like this, and roared angrily, condensing the few magic powers in his body, and rushed over in person with the silver filaments at his fingertips!

In fact, the reason why Zheng Shaobai is so uncalm in the face of Yi is because this so-called Zheng family, which has inherited the ancient magic power, is not known by many people in today's world scale, and it does not accept the weight of the divine envoy.

And the main reason for this is because of the emergence of the Charros family.

Because, as early as when the Charros clan had not yet exerted their magic power to the extreme, the divine envoy would often borrow the identity of the Zheng family's '' controller to secretly remove some secret things for himself that could not be revealed.

But after all, the divine envoy was not allowed to directly 'intervene' in human affairs, and over time, the Zheng family's 'manipulation' control ability gradually appeared many obvious 'holes' in action, as well as clues that were easy to be discovered.

In the end, the Charros clan relied on their silent 'lust' magic to immune to the physique, thus replacing the Zheng family's prestige in front of the divine envoy in one fell swoop.

But after that, the Zheng family, which had been silent for a hundred years, trusted the successor, Zheng Shaobai. But I don't know why, I actually regained a firm foothold on the world scale, and gradually gained a firm foothold on the scale of the world today without being taken seriously by the divine envoy......

But just when all this was already in a stable state, Charros Yi, the successor who was not yet the weather, ruined his good deeds so disapprovingly. and the prestige he had worked so hard to rebuild.

Zheng Shaobai was unwilling, he was unwilling to let everything in the Zheng family be destroyed by the Charros clan!

The hideous expression clearly appeared on his face, and the blood that was still dripping from his palm spread on the floor where his body had passed......

Yi easily dodged his attack, and stabbed a short blade with a handle flashing gray light into Zheng Shaobai's body!

"Joker, the mark on your face looks good, do you mind if I touch it?"

Yi smiled and looked at Zheng Shaobai who was passing by him, and stared at the faint inverted plum 'flower' mark on his left cheek.

After Zheng Shaobai heard this, his body was stunned.

Because, that trace is where his spirit mark is, although most magic envoys will hide their spirit mark in a hidden place. But because the magic power of the Zheng family is remotely controlled, few people can get close, so they let the spirit mark remain on their faces.

And as he spoke, Yi's palm had quickly condensed a faint light blade that was much smaller than that.

Then, Ling Ran stabbed at the inverted plum 'flower' mark under Zheng Shaobai's eyes!

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