One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 238: Faceless Doll

The sun rises over the city.

The whole city was white.

Le Baozhang's eyes were burning.

With his own eyes, he saw the flames pouring down from the sky.

He held the faceless doll in his hand and ran in the darkness. His figure was like a phantom flowing in the wind, trying to escape from the light of the fire.

He held the faceless doll and looked into its eyes. Even though his eyes were burning and there was fire burning in his eyes, he still endured the pain and stared at the faceless doll.

"My eyes are your eyes, my eyes are your eyes, my eyes are your eyes..."

After repeating the spell-like words over and over again, a pair of eyes seemed to grow on the faceless puppet, and the pupils of those eyes were glowing with fire.

Le Baozhang's eyes were closed, and his eyes seemed to have turned to the faceless puppet. The fire burning in his eyes was naturally diverted.

The eyes of the faceless puppet in his hand quickly burned to ashes in the flames, and then black burnt marks were left where the eyes of the faceless puppet were.

However, no one knew what material this faceless doll was made of, and the flames could not burn it.

However, it left dark scars on it.

Le Baozhang kept his eyes closed the whole time. He was also blind, so he could only go back and receive treatment.

But in his perception, there was a raging fire behind him, and waves of scorching fire were surging. He couldn't see it with his eyes, but he could feel the surging burning intent, and the boundless fire seemed to shine directly into his heart.

His body moved swiftly, and as long as he could walk into the shadows, he could quickly hide his figure and then escape into the shadows like a fish into water.

However, there was a fire behind him, and there was no darkness around him at all.

At this time, there was a raging fire behind him. He could only turn around and throw the faceless puppet in his hand into the air. The faceless puppet fell in front of him, turned into a big man, and blocked the flames.

At the same time, he threw out two dolls from the treasure bag on his waist.

The two puppets were a man and a woman, each holding a small sword. After being thrown out, they swelled with the wind and turned into a man and a woman, who rushed towards Zhao Fuyun, with the two swords in their hands drawing mysterious trajectories.

Obviously, they wanted to stop Zhao Fuyun.

He himself was standing in the shadow of the faceless puppet.

His figure disappeared quickly, and he felt a little anxious, but it took time for him to enter the shadow, disappear, and then escape.

The flames passed through the two blocking swords, and the faceless puppet turned around and looked at Zhao Fuyun, as if it could capture Zhao Fuyun's main will in the waves of fire.

At this moment, Zhao Fuyun actually felt himself becoming stiff, as if he was about to become a puppet and merge into one with the other person.

He had to reveal his true form and appear next to the puppet. He drew his sword from his waist like a sword and cut through the inexplicable illusion in the void.

At this moment, the two sword-wielding puppets that he had pierced turned around and stabbed him with their swords. The two swords combined to form an exquisite set of swordsmanship.

Zhao Fuyun changed his steps, flames surged, and suddenly he was on the right side of the faceless puppet. Not only did he avoid the two sword-wielding puppets, his own fingers also stroked the faceless puppet's eyebrows.

The feeling in Zhao Fuyun's heart that he was about to be replaced by a puppet disappeared instantly.

The mysterious divine light on the faceless puppet was broken and was tumbling, and for a moment it seemed unable to heal and close together.

Le Baozhang was surprised because Zhao Fuyun came so quickly.

He hasn't escaped yet.

At this moment, I looked up and saw a shadow in the fire.

The figure raised his hand, used his fingers as a sword, and slashed towards his face.

Then, he saw someone appear in the firelight. That person stretched out his sword finger, pointed it across the void, and pointed it at his own forehead.

A boundless sense of danger surged in his heart and he wanted to escape, but he ended up being defeated unexpectedly. Now facing Zhao Fuyun at such a close distance, he could only use his own innate magic.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, the magical power of [Exorcising Spirits and Ghosts] in the talisman immediately surged up. In just a moment, he clearly had his eyes closed, but through his eyelids, Zhao Fuyun seemed to see a pair of whirlpool-like eyes. In just a moment, Zhao Fuyun felt a sense of helplessness in his heart, as if he was at a loss.

"Go away."

As soon as the other party's voice came out, Zhao Fuyun's mind became confused, bewildered, and frightened. He just wanted to obey his words and leave here immediately, far away from this person. However, at this moment, Zhao Fuyun had a towering mountain in his mind, and the Taiyue Zhenshen Fa naturally emerged, suppressing his mind. A huge wave surged, but it could not shake his body and mind.

Le Baozhang was shocked, he didn't know how many Taoist magics Zhao Fuyun possessed.

But he knew that he could not do anything to Zhao Fuyun, so he flew up. He knew that he could not escape by using the shadow. Although it was dark at this time, there was light around Zhao Fuyun, so he could not use the magic that could control the shadows at all.

Just as he was flying up, a dark rainbow light flew up and descended from the sky, covering him and locking him in an instant.

In an instant, the person fell from a height.

His body was locked tightly.

"boom!"

Le Baozhang fell to the ground, his whole body in pain. There was a flickering light beside him, and a person appeared from the flames, from virtual to real. The other person's black shoe stepped on the ground next to his face.

Zhao Fuyun squatted down and shone the light on his face.

Le Baozhang slowly opened his eyes. Zhao Fuyun saw that his eyes were still there, but the inside was full of black as if they were burned by fire.

"Kill me." Le Baozhang knew the other party's purpose of capturing him. He didn't want to reveal his origins, and slowly closed his eyes because he could not see anything.

Zhao Fuyun squatted down and said, "Kill people, why, why don't you want to live?"

Le Baozhang said nothing.

At this time, two female cultivators came over from the alley entrance. One of them said, "Junior Brother Zhao, I have a spell that can tell where he came from."

This is Jin Ling's voice.

Le Baozhang probably heard this and suddenly shouted, "Kill me."

As he shouted, his whole aura suddenly deteriorated rapidly, just like fresh meat that became rotten and grew white hair in a very short time.

Zhao Fuyun frowned.

He could see that this was an extremely powerful and vicious curse. This person must have left his soul or flesh and blood somewhere, and used his soul and flesh and blood to cast the curse, which was why he died so quickly.

Jin Ling squatted down, took a look, and said, "This is the Blood Corruption Curse, a curse technique for controlling subordinates. It was popular during the Age of Chaos. At that time, gods from all over the world would use this curse to control the monks under their command."

"It seems that he belongs to a large organization." Zhao Fuyun looked at the darkness in the distance. He was sure that there was a person in the darkness, and he was the one who escaped just now.

When they were in the alley, there were two people working together. One of them made the whole alley look like a box, which made him feel stuffy and made him unable to see anything when he looked up. There was only deep darkness. That should be the opponent's spell.

Zhao Fuyun picked up the faceless puppet dropped by Le Baozhang, as well as another pair of male and female puppets holding swords, and took Le Baozhang's treasure bag from his body. He now wanted to collect precious materials to refine weapons, so naturally he would not neglect picking up these things.

After picking all these up, I looked at the darkness in the distance, but the peeping there still hadn't disappeared.

"You'd better leave now and don't show up here. Be careful of retaliation from this organization. You should also be careful to hide your appearance on a daily basis."

"We will pay attention..." Huang Ying wanted to call him 'Junior Brother Zhao', but Zhao Fuyun was already a Purple Mansion. In the cultivation world, there is a tradition that those with high cultivation are respected. However, they are all older than Zhao Fuyun and entered the Upper House earlier, so they didn't know how to address him for a moment.

It's okay to call him "Junior Brother Zhao" in private, but I can't say it to his face.

"Senior Sister Huang, Senior Sister Jin Ling, we bid farewell to each other. I wish you success in opening your residence soon. I will go and see if the person who is reluctant to leave is waiting for me."

As soon as Zhao Fuyun finished speaking, flames suddenly surged from his body, and it seemed as if a pair of wings had grown out of him. He turned into a divine bird and soared into the sky, rushing towards the depths of darkness in the distance.

In the darkness, a beam of fire rushed up to the sky, drew an arc and fell into the darkness.

The darkness dissipated, and there was no one there anymore, only a pair of footprints were left.

Zhao Fuyun looked back and could see the alley from afar from here.

Now there was only one corpse in the alley, and Huang Ying and Jin Ling had both left.

"This person has been standing here for so long and is unwilling to leave. It seems that he is unwilling to give up."

Zhao Fuyun thought in his heart.

(End of this chapter)