Author: Flowing Fire Flying

"Who is your master? What did he send you to do?"

Nan Sixue raised her hand and knocked it on the head.

The doll groaned and complained, "I have no master! No one sent me here!"

Nan Sixue knocked hard again, "You're not telling the truth, are you? Then there's no need to say it."

The doll felt the terrifying tearing force and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't tear me apart! I said! I said it can't be done anymore!"

Nan Sixue put away her telepathy and said, "Just tell me."

The doll looked like a resentful woman in the palace, "My master is you. You have abandoned me for so long and haven't come back to pick me up. Do you not love me anymore, woo woo woo..."

"..."

Nan Sixue pinched the Jingming point tiredly, not wanting to waste time with it and pinch it hard.

The poor doll fell apart and lay all alone on the ground.

I don’t know how long it took Nan Sixue to leave, but the scattered dolls began to reassemble again.

The reorganized doll sat up and looked at the direction Nan Sixue left, sighing softly.

Phew~

A gust of wind blew by, and the doll disappeared.

As Nan Sixue walked, her left foot suddenly became heavier, as if a shot put had been added to it.

She looked down in confusion and saw that the doll was holding her calf.

Is this thing stuck with me?

Nan Sixue kicked it away mercilessly.

It boomed and smashed into the ground not far away, making a big hole.

It can be seen that apart from her strength, that evil thing is really heavy.

The doll sat in the pit and cried and complained: "Wow woo woo... Mom doesn't love me anymore, woo woo... Mom doesn't want me anymore..."

A few passers-by on the road looked at Nan Sixue with strange expressions when they heard the baby's cry.

The whispers all said that she was a bad woman for abandoning her son.

Nan Sixue’s head hurts, what on earth is this thing doing?

After a while, a tall, thin, silver-haired man wearing a black mask ran out of the nearby convenience store, picked up the doll in the pit, and politely apologized to Nan Sixue: "I'm sorry, my puppet is just..."

I'm a little willful, but I don't mean any harm, so please forgive me, Miss."

The doll opened its mouth and bit the man's finger angrily, "Let me go! I want to find my mother!"

The man's exposed eyes stopped on Nan Sixue in surprise.

When Nan Sixue saw those eyes, she felt a little familiar.

Northern Morning Wind?

The man looked away, covered the doll's mouth, bowed to her silently, then turned and left.

Nan Sixue launched an attack on him without saying a word, dodged in front of him, and cut off the ear strings of his mask with a blade with her bare hands.

The man has quick eyes and quick hands, and raised his hand to hold the mask.

Nan Sixue didn't let him cover her and reached out to open his hand.

The man immediately threw away the doll, crossed his hands to cover his face, and jumped back hastily.

Nan Si jumped on the snow and rushed forward.

The man's eyes suddenly changed. He didn't expect that he would just tolerate it, but this woman would not let him go. Do you think he is easy to bully?

The moment Nan Sixue's claws stretched out in front of him, the man fought back.

When the arms covering her face were lowered, Nan Sixue stopped her attack.

The man placed his palm on her left shoulder and knocked her back two steps.

Passers-by screamed when they saw the man's face.

"Wow, it's the God of Wind!"

"Who is that woman? Why are you provoking Fengshen?"

"It's probably the Fengshen's puppet that provoked her."

"So, the person who called mom in the pit just now was the puppet of the God of Wind?"

"Ah this..."

When Nan Sixue saw that familiar face, she took a deep breath and said, "Bei Chenfeng."
Chapter completed!