She looked at the puppet doll not far in front of her.
At this mont, it seed to be undergoing so sort of pain, its facial expression already contorted.
Old Master Chen watched this scene with concern. He couldn’t hear anything at this mont, so he didn’t understand what was happening—of course, even if he could hear, he wouldn’t know what was happening.
Gu Shengyin, however, vaguely had a guess.
The incantation in her mouth ca to a halt.
The blood-red light was initially ant to search for Chen Biyue’s soul, but now it seed unnecessary.
The Blood Bead above her head suddenly turned into a shadow beyond control, and flew straight toward the forehead of the puppet doll floating in midair.
That speck of blood bead directly entered the puppet doll’s forehead, vanishing beneath its skin.
Gu Shengyin suddenly stood up. Seeing this, what did she not understand?
So, the Eldest Young Master Chen had been by her side all along!
She stood up, her gaze fixed tightly on the puppet doll in midair, which appeared extrely tornted.
Chen Biyue, though largely occupied by the excruciating, ripping pain within his body, kept a portion of his attention on Gu Shengyin.
He watched Gu Shengyin stand up, and the look in her eyes changed from worry to realization, finally returning to calmness. For a mont, his heart was unexpectedly a bit flustered.
After spending so much ti with Gu Shengyin, he had co to understand her personality to so extent.
This person was inherently cold-hearted and indifferent. If he were not her puppet, he probably wouldn’t even earn a glance from her.
Moreover...
He absolutely must not let her know that during their ti together, he retained all his mories!
Chen Biyue could only focus on this point. Soon, he could no longer think of anything else.
Because it was just too painful.
That kind of alive, tearing separation of his soul from a puppet body he had grown accustod to.
At this ti, the White Tiger also lifted the restriction on Old Master Chen’s body.
Old Master Chen was also a bit stunned as he watched the scene before him.
He looked at Gu Shengyin: "Master, what is... happening?"
Gu Shengyin turned her head to glance at him and said coolly, "Your son’s soul inadvertently entered the puppet I crafted. Now, it’s separating from the puppet’s body."
Old Master Chen’s eyes widened.
Wasn’t it said that his son had been cursed? How did it beco a puppet?
However, there was a greater worry in his heart that he hadn’t voiced: "Then... Master, Biyue, will he be alright?"
Gu Shengyin shook her head: "Rest assured, it’s only a bit painful. Once his soul returns to freedom, I will naturally find a way to return it to his body. Then you just have to find a Righteous Path Mystic Sect mage to obtain a Soul Calming Talisman for him, and let him rest and recuperate for a while. It will be fine."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Chen finally relaxed.
This did not take long.
Midnight sharp.
Suddenly, strands of black mist began to erge from the puppet doll in midair, spreading around.
The temperature of the entire room dropped instantly.
Gu Shengyin said in a low voice, "Stay back a bit."
Old Master Chen hurried to retreat, as Gu Shengyin extended her left hand. The black mist that was originally spreading outward seed to find a target, and surged toward her body.
Old Master Chen saw clearly that a large patch of white frost had already ford on Gu Shengyin’s long black hair, cascading down her back.
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