But Meng Dongliu ignored him at all, and quickly finished drawing the talisman and seal, and even admired himself, with a smile on his face.

"Who would have thought that the jokes I made when I was a child could be turned into something that saves people today!"

Wei Wutong was even more unsure: "Meng Dongliu, are you serious? Will it kill someone?"

Meng Dongliu threw away his pen and ink: "Don't worry, I'm confident!"

He formed seals with his hands, his spiritual energy swirled, and a red light flew out from his fingers and penetrated into the talisman on the puppet's body.

"Buzz!"

The puppet trembled.

"ah!"

Wei Wutong immediately shouted.

Qiu Cunmo became nervous: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's okay!"

"Why are you yelling when you have nothing to do?"

"I, I was just shocked."

"..."

Qiu Cunmo gave him a sharp look.

Wei Wutong sneered and closed his mouth, his facial features distorted due to nervousness, and he stared at Meng Dongliu for a moment.

Meng Dongliu didn't seem to be affected in any way. He made several talismans with his hands in succession, shouted loudly, and hit the puppet.

"Pfft!"

The puppet instantly burst into flames and was immediately swallowed up by the fire.

Wei Wutong quickly checked himself and found that there was no fire. Then he took a deep breath and nervously touched his body.

"Don't tell me, I'm..."

He suddenly yelled and grabbed his abdomen with both hands.

The wound that was bloody just now has recovered as before, without leaving even a scar.

If the blood around the wound hadn't dried yet, it would be hard to suspect that he almost died from this injury just now.

Meng Dongliu withdrew his move and looked at the burned-out puppet with pride: "How's it going? I'm still somewhat useful, right?!"

Turning his head, he glanced at Wei Wutong's wound and rolled his eyes with disdain.

"What a fuss, I broke the soul-changing talisman, and all exchanges would not have happened, and your wounds would naturally no longer exist!"

Although he was scolded, Wei Wutong was still very happy. He rushed up to hug Meng Dongliu and chewed him.

"I know that you are not just an embroiderer of pillows, but you are also quite talented. Wait for me..."

"Ah!" Meng Dongliu suddenly shouted, rubbing his heart and falling down.

Wei Wutong was caught off guard and was pinned down: "Meng, you have gone too far..."

Qiu Cunmo, with quick eyes and quick hands, clamped Meng Dongliu's wrist and separated his hands: "It seems something happened to him..."

Meng Dongliu's hands were full of blood.

If Qiu Cunmo hadn't discovered it in time, he would have torn his heart out by now.

Wei Wutong also noticed something was wrong: "What does this guy want to do? Does he want to dig out his own heart?"

"...It's Shen Yuelang!!"

Qiu Cunmo thought of something and knocked Meng Dongliu unconscious with a backhand slap. He then randomly shot out with the Divine Sword and killed Meng Dongliu's puppets as well.

Then, with a backhand, he twisted off the head of his puppet.

"Silent killer? What are you doing?"

"The soul-changing talisman and seal must have been written by Shen Yuelang. After he failed on you, his poisonous hand turned to Meng Dongliu."

Meng Dongliu hurt himself and wanted to cut open his chest to take out his heart. Shen Yuelang should be the one behind it.

"If he attacks Meng Dongliu this time, I will definitely be the next one!! We have to eliminate the hidden danger before it happens!"

"..."

Wei Wutong also sensed the crisis of the matter: "Shen Yuelang is a guy who knows how to do things behind his back. If I meet him... Yasha, what should we do now? You tell me, I'll do it!"

"Have you learned the method of breaking the curse that Meng Dongliu just used?"

Wei Wutong's expression froze instantly: "No, no..."

"Aren't you a second-class red elixir? Have you not learned such a spell?"

"...Is it possible to know this thing just by looking at it? Then, can you know it?"

"No!" Qiu Cunmo replied firmly.

Wei Wutong felt aggrieved:...Then you are still talking about me?

You are still a disciple of Xuanyun Peak after all, haven’t you learned it yet?

The two people looked at each other for a moment.

What should we do now?

Meng Dongliu was unconscious. Even if their two puppets found this place, they would not be able to remove the talisman for a while, so it would be in vain!

When their four eyes met, Qiu Cunmo's eyes suddenly jumped.

Wei Wutong saw a glimmer of hope: "Have you mastered the talisman seal?"

"No!"

"..." Then you are so excited?

"But I thought of a fundamental solution!"

"What?"

Qiu Cunmo smiled evilly: "We can't kill the puppet, so why can't we kill Shen Yuelang?!"

The thinking of all of them has been limited to puppets from the beginning.

I just want to think about how to deal with the puppet!

Why not think backwards and solve the problem fundamentally!?

Since Shen Yuelang is in control of the overall situation, then kill him!

As long as he dies, the talismans and puppets he controls will automatically become ineffective!

Wei Wutong was happy at first, but then lost: "That's what I say, but how to kill him? Not to mention that this place is so big, we can't find him, and we can't even take care of the puppets."

Especially Qiu Cunmo’s puppet.

Wei Wutong's balls hurt just thinking about it!

That is simply not a problem that his strength can solve!

"Don't worry, I have a solution!"

——

Under the cover of ice and snow, Qiu Cunmo and Meng Dongliu's puppets seemed to be equipped with dynamic tracking devices, and they quickly found Qiu Cunmo and Wei Wutong.

At this time, two people were hiding in a snow nest.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the puppet, the two people immediately stood up and stepped back nervously.

The puppets had expressionless faces and pressed forward step by step.

But.

For some reason, their bodies felt like they were filled with mud, and they became heavier and heavier as they walked. In the end, their legs were so stiff that they could no longer move even half a step.

Correspondingly, Qiu Cunmo's movements also stiffened.

She was also restrained by her own puppet.

Wei Wutong walked further and further: "Yu Sha, is this... done?"

"Not sure! But you can give it a try!" Qiu Cunmo felt his shackles, and when he was sure that he was like a puppet and couldn't move, he winked at Wei Wutong.

Wei Wutong quickly took out a cup from his arms, bit his finger, dripped the blood into the cinnabar ink, stirred it with his fingers, and kicked away the snow around the puppets.

Under the snow, a confinement talisman array suddenly appeared.

This is Qiu Cunmo’s method!

If everything is as she thinks, then she will definitely be restrained by the puppet.

When the time comes, if the puppet is injured, she will be injured, and if the puppet dies, she will die too!

Therefore, the only way is to restrict the freedom of the puppet.
To be continued...