Dragon releases the way of heaven.

Qingge opened the yellowed book, suddenly stopped turning the pages, and looked at it intently, her expression changed slightly.

Half a month ago, Fang Yu called him every day, saying that he wanted to see the Eastern Emperor. If he didn't see him, the Eastern Emperor would die.

From then on, every page was filled with Fang Yu's request to meet the Eastern Emperor, and those few sentences were inseparable every time.

"Let me see Dongdi once, just once, otherwise Dongdi will die."

"I beg you, can you go and tell Dong Di?"

"Ah, the Eastern Emperor is about to die, and this crime is your fault!"

"..." At the end of each page, this soldier would write down his own thoughts, full of ridicule and disdain.

He only thought that Fang Yu was cursing Dong Di, let alone that an enemy who had cruelly harmed Dong Di and his family would repay his kindness.

Qingge read all the contents in the book, feeling extremely heavy.

What exactly did Fang Yu want to say to her?

In this case, why didn't she tell him when she came to the dungeon to meet him that day?

Qingge's eyes fell on the shockingly bright red blood letters.

Puppet stand-in?

What is that?

What are puppets?

What is a substitute?

Qingge's mind has long been filled with all kinds of worries.

Even though she is smart, she can't figure out what these four words mean.

Behind the four blood words, there were blood stains like ghostly drawings. Qingge didn't know whether that was because Fang Yu wanted to continue writing or if it was a signal given specifically.

Is Fang Yu...still alive? Qingge walked out of the dungeon with a splitting headache.

Jiu Ci inquired and came in a hurry. As he walked, he cursed angrily: "This Fang Prison is really haunted. It's like this. He can still escape. I don't know whether he should say that he is lucky or that he is as unyielding as a maggot."

Ge'er, don't worry, even if he hides in the eighteenth level of hell, even if he digs three feet under the ground, I will find him and teach him a lesson."

Qing Ge still had those four eye-catching and bloody words in her mind, and did not hear Jiu Ci's curses.

"Eh...Ge'er...?"

Jiu Ci was surprised, his eyes followed Qing Ge, and then turned to look at Qing Ge.

I saw Qingge walking quickly to Ye Shen Palace and arriving at Qinzheng Palace, where Liang Xiao was also there.

"Liang Xiao, do one thing for me."

Qingge said.

"yes."

"Find all the books related to puppets and send them to Yagami Palace as soon as possible!"

"..." Liang Xiao was surprised, not knowing what this meant. He hesitated for a moment, nodded, and left quickly.

Qingge sat on the dragon chair in the Qinzheng Hall and fell into thinking.

"Senior Gu Long, what do you mean by puppet substitute?"

Qingge asked.

"I don't know."

Gu Long's remnant soul said: "Ten thousand years ago, during Mr. Zhou's time, I followed Mr. Zhou, and I heard a strange thing."

"Something to do with puppets?"

"Well, I heard that there is a man in a desolate and uninhabited land to the west of heaven and earth, and he is a famous carpenter.

He is good at carving puppets, and those puppets are not cold objects, but are like real people.

I heard that a race led an army of God of War to this place in an attempt to capture the carpenter, but they all died at the hands of the puppets.

Later, everyone knew that the carpenter's dolls had infinite power.

It's just... this is just a legend, no one takes it seriously.

After all, where does the spirituality of a doll come from?

Where does the fighting power come from?
Chapter completed!