The little nanny Lu Jiuque felt so sad and angry that she didn't pay attention to the ecstatic food shortage.
there is none left!
Out!
The restraining power of Bodhi has really disappeared!
Very good!
Now is the time for it to dominate the world!
Baa hahaha!
Just when Shihuang's whole body was bursting with strength, the serfs turned over and sang and jumped for joy. The sky was high and the birds were flying, and the sea was wide and the fish were jumping to enjoy its freedom.
A terrifying force, carrying a huge force, crushed it hard, followed by waves of scalp-numbing screams.
"Ah... what are you doing... let go of your feet! Damn it!"
Di Shifang showed no mercy and trampled Shihuang until his whole body was embedded in the dust.
"Crunch, crunch..."
This crushing requires the sap of the Biao tree, okay
Although Xiao Xiao didn't know what was going on, but seeing Di Shifang's face about to use a big move, it couldn't help but shrink its neck and hid behind Lu Jiuque.
The three giant Buddhas looked refreshed and happy.
Gu Ming looked at the poor guy in surprise, and his purple eyes shrank slightly: "This is..." When he saw Di Shifang's sharp eyes, Gu Ming swallowed the words behind him wisely. , the conversation changed, "What is this? Can you still talk?"
Shihuang suddenly became furry, even though it had no fur on its body.
"Damn it, you are a thing, your whole family is a thing, you are just a fox, and you still dare to say arrogant words! I... wuwu... wu..." Damn it, why don't you talk to it.
Shihuang glared at the silver-haired boy fiercely. His soul trembled slightly at his glance, and all the anger in his body disappeared with a "swish".
This... this silver-haired boy... how could this be happening!
Just now in the barrier of Bodhi, it didn't look carefully, but now it discovered the abnormality of Di Shifang, and immediately stopped struggling. The scattered small leaves kept spinning, like human eyeballs, seeming to be thinking about something. .
Shihuang no longer howled or cursed. Looking at Shihuang who suddenly became quiet, Lone Ming raised his eyebrows and danced his pangy nine tails. He looked at each other with Di Shifang and made an expression. He looked interested and reminded me.
"Xiao Jiu'er, your sect leader and the others are coming soon. You'd better put away these juicy little vegetable stems as soon as possible."
"So fast!" Lu Jiuque was overjoyed. He leaned down to pick up Shihuang and said with some distress, "But what to do with it?"
Di Shifang walked up to Lu Jiuque with a smile, took her hand, put it on the tip of his teeth and bit it gently.
Bright red blood beads emerged from her fingertips, and Di Shifang wiped the blood on Shihuang's body and drew a complicated Sanskrit character.
Lu Jiuque couldn't help but froze in place as he watched her blood embed into Shihuang's "skin" bit by bit, like an accompanying totem.
This should be bone-eroding pain, but Shihuang didn't even hum. I don't know if it was because he wanted to give face to Bodhi, or because he was afraid of Di Shifang.
After waiting for the totem to be completed, Di Shifang put her fingers between her lips and kissed her, and the scars slowly disappeared.
"This is a soul-binding spell. You can suppress it temporarily, but you have to practice it well. After you break through, you won't be afraid of its rebellion."
Lu Jiuque felt the warm touch coming from between him, and his old face turned red...