The boy looked at the two people in fear, trying to flee backwards on the ground. Naihe hadn't moved two steps before the Taoist Namei Nan grabbed his hands and feet and dragged him from the ground.
"You, what are you doing?" The boy was dragged up and stood beside the bracelet.
Ling Qing pulled out his right hand and placed it on the floating sky. The fingernail of the thumb was pinched again, and another scar was immediately added to the boy's finger.
Red blood dripped down his bracelet along his wound. But the bright red blood seemed to be separated by something, floating above the bracelet and unable to fall.
"This... what's the situation?" Jin Qing asked Ling Qing in surprise, looking at the floating blood beads.
Ling Qing frowned tightly, also depressed. On the contrary, it was the young man on the side, who had just been pinched and wrinkled his nose and face. At this moment, watching his blood drop in the air, his eyes showed a curious look.
"Oh! You just said something!" Jin Qing was a little anxious, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand and push Ling Qing again.
"How do I know? Watch it first!" Ling Qing frowned, her fingers kept pinching the beard at the chin. The look of sadness was so strong that he was about to pull out the beard on his chin.
Violet frowned and glanced at Ling Qing, but she had to press her temper and continued to stare at the blood beads and bracelet in front of her.
"Strange!" Ling Qing raised his foot and circled around the blood bead and bracelet, holding his chest in one hand while pinching his beard and muttered.
"What? What's weird?" It wasn't Violet who spoke this time, but the young man who was looking aside.
Ling Qing raised his eyes to look at the young man, and suddenly clasped his wrist and pressed it on the bracelet.
Jin Qing and the boy were shocked, staring at Ling Qing with wide eyes. The young man struggled, but after a brief surprise, Jin Qing returned to peace, and looked at it coldly, but did not stop Ling Qing.
"Hey! You, you crazy old man, what on earth do you want to do?" The young man dragged his hand and refused to stretch it over. Looking at the weird bracelet, there was a strange halo around it, who knew if it would be dangerous to reach in.
"You stinky boy!" Ling Qing gave the young man a fierce look, and was so angry that he said'old man' at his left and right.
With a fierce force on his hand, Ling Qing pressed the young man's hand against the aperture of the bracelet. The palm of the boy's hand was like being pressed on a glass ball, isolated by the airflow, no matter how hard the Taoist priest tried, he couldn't get in.
Ling Qing squeezed his beard, a glimmer of clarity flashed in his eyes, and he let go of the young man's hand with a long sigh of relief.
"How is it?" Jin Qing raised her eyes to look at Ling Qing. He just saw the expression flashing on his face, knowing that this Taoist priest must have already understood the situation before him.
Ling Qing gave a cold glance and stood aside with her lips tightly closed. Then I sat cross-legged on top of my head, and took out another charm from the bag.
"Heaven and earth spirits, six reincarnations, soldiers follow the seals, and will order one by one. Break!" Ling Qing read the spell, urging his spiritual power, suddenly threw the charm in his hand and threw it at the bracelet.
And another voice came in anxiously: "Look at Yin and Yang, bind the gods, be ordered by the universe, and seal the ten places. Shut!" A purple aura hurriedly passed, and directed towards the charm of Lingqing.
The charm was intercepted by the purple aura just before touching the bracelet. A purple star barrier was formed, trapping the spell statically in it.
"Who?" Ling Qing shouted coldly and stood up from the ground.
Violet looked at the purple aura in front of her eyes, and immediately showed a trace of killing intent in her eyes. Gritting his teeth: "It's him again!"
"You know?" Ling Qing asked as she looked at Jin Qing.
Jin Qing kept silent, suppressing the anger in her heart, and said to Ling Qing: "I will leave it to you here! That person will leave it to me..."
"Qing Gengniao! At this time, deal with me, you don't want to save the person trapped in the bracelet!" The man's low voice came, his tone was not slow, and he calmly made Vio Qing a little crazy.
The figure he was about to leave froze, and his eyes turned angrily to look at the bracelet, weighing the two phases, and finally stopped. "What do you mean? Can you save them?"
"No!" The voice of the person in the dark answered clearly.
Violent was anxious and gritted his teeth: "You—"
"But I can help this brother!" The man's next voice successfully silenced Violet's words.
Violet looked sideways at Ling Qing, who knew that he had a look of contempt: "Huh! Dao brother dare not be, my Taoist celestial school is not in harmony with the crooked Dao."
"You—" Now it's Violet's turn to get anxious. The style of Lingqing's school obviously looked down upon other schools of magic arts. But now it is important to save Xuancang, he doesn't care what kind of grievances they have in the Shushu realm!
"Heh! Dao brother is proud and proud, but I think your way of counting is not entirely from the Taoist celestial school!" The person in the secret chuckled disapprovingly, and was not angry at all by Ling Qing's words.
Ling Qing was choked up, his mouth was open but he didn't know how to refute. Because in his number of ways, he did refer to the techniques of other genres.
"Hmph!" Ling Qing had nothing to say, so she snorted and stopped speaking.
"That's the case! I think Brother Dao must also recognize that each school of Dao Fa has its own strengths!" The man continued, and there was no sneer in his tone, which made Ling Qing very green. His complexion improved again.
Ling Qing still said nothing.
Jin Qing looked at him, raised his head and asked the person in the dark: "How do you help?"
"Then bother you two, take more blood from this little brother!" said the person in the dark.
As soon as the boy heard that, he immediately turned around and wanted to run. However, before taking two steps, Jin Qing and Ling Qing were dragged back fiercely.
"How much?" Jin Qing pulled the boy's collar with her left hand, and her right index finger showed sharp nails. It seemed that as long as he secretly said a word from that person, he would immediately stroke the young man's neck and let his blood flow.
Secretly that person didn't know if he was a little speechless or something, and he was silent for a while before saying: "It's okay! Just a few drops at random."
As soon as he finished speaking, Violent lit his right fingernail and stroked the back of the young man's hand. The red blood spewed out immediately, and kept falling along the back of the young man's hand.
Seeing that the blood was about to fall in the villa, the Taoist priests had not had time to remind them, and rows of neat white paper men immediately floated in from the window.
It was a row of paper people the size of a thumb, flying past the young man's palm, dyeing the fallen blood on the white paper one by one.
The paper men who had been stained with juvenile blood circled in the air again, and landed on the enchantment around the bracelet. After a while, the enchantment was filled with blood-stained paper men.