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Chapter three hundred and ninety third business done

The sword technique followed the peach wood sword, and it seemed to have nine transparent characters, shining faintly, and it rotated rapidly around the four white-haired rice dumplings. Their eyes suddenly looked dim and turned black, and their bodies were fixed in the local area, and they were motionless like four sculptures.

The Nine-Character Mantra is a mantra with great power in Taoism, but it has very high requirements for cultivation. For example, our Taizu Grandpa didn't practice this thing because it consumed too much energy. Every time he used it, it would probably take three days to recover the energy as before. If he didn't have the cultivation level, it would cause certain damage to himself when he was young. He was not very good at young age, but he knew it in his later years, and there were often many Tianshi masters who died in his early years.

Lu Fei forced himself to use the Nine-Character Mantra three times within two days, which was a life-long struggle. This time he was at the end of his strength. I am afraid that sealing the zombies would only have a short-term effect.

But this time was enough, so we immediately called Wang Zijun. We pulled up the red rope, wrapped the four white-haired rice dumplings, and then shouted at Wang Zijun: "glutinous rice!"

The boy also brought it in his bag. He immediately understood what I meant. He grabbed a few handfuls of glutinous rice and stuffed it into the mouth of the white-haired rice dumpling. He just stuffed the last one and they were resurrected. However, his mouth was like a chimney, and black smoke came out. He screamed a few times, and fell to the ground one by one, turning into rotten corpses!

As expected, Lu Fei sat on the ground with a gurgle, constantly wiping the sweat beads on his head, his eye sockets obviously collapsed, and his face looked tired, just like he was aged ten years old.

Xiao Hanba was still gritting his teeth and fighting against the manipulation power of the Kuroki Pan. The crazy woman kept wiping sweat on its head. After it saw the four white-haired rice dumplings hanging, a look of joy flashed on its face. We understood that the big one it begged me to deal with was the white-haired rice dumplings.

With his mother taking care of him and we helped him fulfill his wish, the little guy worked harder, finally tilted his head and screamed, finally pulling his claws back, it seemed to have broken free from the control of the Black Wood Pan. It knelt on the ground, kowtowed at me a few times, pointed to the tunnel ahead, and said a few words.

We understand the general meaning, and the exit is in front of it, and it will take us out.

The crazy woman also said gratefully: "Thank you...you...you!"

I really don’t understand how she knew that her child was here. It is said that after the child is born, she will become a demonic fetal child after the full month, and then leave her parents without a trace. Not only did she know that the child is here, but she also knew what problems the child encountered. This is really strange. She couldn’t ask them clearly, and each one was more confused than the other, so let’s forget it.

I asked Wang Zijun to carry him on his back. Now this kid probably has a problem with walking. Although Wang Zijun is very unhappy, he still takes the overall situation into consideration at this critical moment and does not make any more trouble. He carried Lu Fei on his back and followed Xiao Hanba to find a way out.
Chapter completed!
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