However, just as soon as he flew a few meters away, Zhao Rong suddenly felt something was wrong.

The human puppet didn't keep up?

He suddenly turned his head and saw Qin Jiu still sitting next to the rock, like a lifeless puppet.

But if he looked at his movements, he would find that his hands were tightly squeezing into the rock, his body trembling slightly, and he refused to move for a step.

"What's going on? His appearance is clearly completely puppetized! Soul-control whistle can control him!"

Zhao Rong flew over with a calm face and blew another bone whistle: "Man Puppet No. 122, come with me!!"

He clearly saw that Qin Jiu's body below trembled, as if he was about to stand up.

However, the next moment, the body that was about to move was controlled by the hands that were tightly inserted into the rock.

He can't leave!

Xiaoqing said that he would wait for her here.

What should I do if Xiaoqing can’t find him?

"Elder Zhao, this has been so long. Hasn't it been puppetized yet?"

Zhao Rong's face was divided into ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Broke his fingers and take the person away! It is obviously my puppet of Lingbo Palace, but he dares to resist his master!"

His disciples replied "Yes".

Their movements were very simple and rough. They took out an iron rod with spiritual power attached to them and smashed them down hard according to Qin Jiu's hands.

Clue—! Clue—!

The sound of bone shattering sounded one after another.

It made everyone who listened to it feel creepy.

But Qin Jiu, whose hands were broken, seemed to be unaware of anything.

However, when the people from Lingbo Palace threw out the Immortal Bound and asked to pull him up from the ground.

His eyes covered with white cataracts had a trace of bone-broken scarlet.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"What a thing, it's just a mere human puppet!!"

Zhao Rong said with a cold face and expressionless face: "Put down all his teeth! Next, he resisted with his hands and cut off his hands for me; resisted with his feet and ruined his feet for me. Anyway, he is just a puppet, so I'll find a way to make up for it."

"And his soul remains in this body and refuses to dissipate. Let him taste the taste of not being able to survive but not being able to die!"

The disciples of Lingbo Palace nodded repeatedly.

Someone leaned over and opened Qin Jiu's mouth, some took out the pliers, and walked towards Qin Jiu with a grin.

Just then, there was a loud bang.

A strong wind and waves were stirred up around the Zuiwan Forest.

Zhao Rong's face changed drastically, and his instinctive spiritual sense moved. Several huge puppets summoned out and blocked him.

The disciples screamed and the sound of shattering puppets came from his ears.

When the wind dissipated, Zhao Rong saw the scene in front of him clearly, his pupils shrank sharply, and his hair was creepy.

One thousand people, they were surrounded by thousands.

The disciples of Lingbo Palace he brought were all injured, both of them, big and small.

"Who are you?! Why do you attack me Lingbo Palace?"

As soon as Zhao Rong finished speaking, he saw a handsome young man landing in front of Qin Jiu.

Seeing Qin Jiu's body covered in bruises and his soul was lost.

Luo Yu was furious, and the anger in his heart almost made him unable to control his reason.

"Second Brother." He squatted down and helped Qin Jiu up, and tears finally couldn't help but stutter on his face, "Second Brother, how could you be so hurt?"
Chapter completed!