shock! The real daughter came back with her ancestors

Chapter 72 Sea of ​​Flowers
Because he was afraid of hurting Li Sanhai's roots, Zhuge Jin did not use magic weapons, but directly fought with Li Sanhai. His originally clean and tidy clothes were stained with gray and black marks.

"Uncle Zhuge, please continue, I will come and take a look."

Seeing Zhuge Jin's concerns, Zaizai circled around.

In the melee, Li Sanhai also noticed this kid who had been circling around. His cloudy eyes were looking at the person opposite without focusing. With a brush, a large amount of sand was raised in the venue.

Zaizai looked at the two people who were suddenly covered by the blowing sand, and suddenly hid to the right. The sound of breaking through the air passed his ears. It was the ghost knife that Li Sanhai had just held in his hand, passing through the place where Zaizai was just now. It was inserted straight into the ground, leaving only a handle and a small part of the blade on the ground.

If he hadn't been able to dodge quickly, the knife would have been stuck in his body. Zaizai looked at the ground behind him and puffed up his cheeks.

"Uncle Hai...Uncle Hai,...I am Zaizai...I am Zaizai..."

Zaizai turned to look at the two people in the yellow sand and determined Uncle Hai's position. The whole battlefield echoed with the childish voices of children.

Red light spots rose from the ground, wrapped around the gravel and dust in the air, slowly returned to the ground, and fell on the ground, blooming into pieces of magical red flowers.

The originally desolate battlefield was instantly filled with flowers.

The soft and soft voice of a child spread to the entire battlefield from all directions, and the soft murmur of a child could be heard in every corner.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Li Sanhai in the middle gradually slowed down as Zaizai shouted, looking around blankly as if he was looking for something, but the sounds came from all directions.

The original source could not be found at all, and the originally gray-white eyes returned to normal for a moment, but only for a moment.

Li Sanhai returned to the state of attacking indiscriminately, but under the control of the voice, he moved hesitantly for a while and quickly for a while, which made Zhuge Jin on the side even more confused as to how to start.

In Zaizai's eyes, there are many threads connected to Uncle Hai's body. Transparent threads connect all parts of Uncle Hai, trying to control Uncle Hai's actions.

She tried to connect with Uncle Hai's consciousness, but the other party's influence on Uncle Hai was too profound. Not only did he control Uncle Hai's body, but he also closed off Uncle Hai's self-awareness.

It is simply impossible to bring Uncle Hai back at once.

You can only grind it down little by little.

Zaizai gritted his teeth and whispered an apology to Uncle Hai in his heart.

The red flowers on the ground bloomed more coquettishly, and the sweet and bitter taste in the air became more intense. The sound that was soft and waxy just now turned into the cry of a baby. The cry of the baby was sharp, and the red flowers of the war movie followed. Swaying with cries.

As the shouting turned into the cry of a baby, Li Sanhai, who was standing in the middle, suddenly stopped attacking Zhuge Jin. After a brief pause, Li Sanhai stood up straight, raised his head and roared.

Cracks suddenly appeared on the battlefield shrouded by the ghosts, and the entire battlefield collapsed.

"It's impossible to make small moves amidst Zaizai's ghosts!"

The flowers swayed, and the cracked ground closed again. If you could sneak into the ground, you could see the roots of the flowers on the ground growing wildly underground. The roots were entangled, and the red flowers directly tied the entire battlefield together. .

The ground shook, and the battlefield collapsed. The red roots were like blood vessels that transported blood, connecting the flesh and blood of the entire body. Some blood vessels were broken, and more blood vessels were regenerated, tightly wrapping the entire battlefield. .

"Click..."

It was the sound of the chains breaking, and Li Sanhai's shackles were broken. But the thread connecting Li Sanhai was not completely broken.

Thousands of miles away from Guixiao, a man wearing a well-fitting suit was playing with a palm-sized doll in front of him.

It was a wooden doll. The doll was also wearing the clothes of ancient soldiers, which was very similar to the one worn by Li Sanhai in Ghost.

The puppet in the man's hand has many silk threads connected to it. These threads are all in the hands of the man. The puppet in the palm of his hand makes different movements as the man's fingers turn. Suddenly, the puppet in his hand moves. Some of the lines are broken.

"Huh? It turns out to be more surprising than what I just saw. He is such a good boy."

The man looked down at the puppet in his hand, revealing a pair of gray eyes similar to those of the ghost.

In his hand, he directly cut off all the strings connecting the puppet, and placed the puppet in the wooden box next to it. From the small cracks, he could vaguely see that there were more than one puppet of the same size in the box.

In the ghost world on the other side, Zaizai watched as all the threads on Li Sanhai's body were suddenly disconnected. Just as he was about to pounce on him happily, he discovered that Li Sanhai, who was still struggling, ran away.

The ground is collapsing at a faster rate, and even the roots of flowers cannot support it. Even within her domain, Li Sanhai's domain is collapsing.

If Li Sanhai's domain collapses, even if Li Sanhai is the Ghost Emperor, he will fall into disgrace without losing his soul.

Ouyang Ya also noticed what was going on here and was about to walk forward, but as soon as she lifted her steps, she took them back.

In the next second, the swaying flowers that had been torn back to life came back to life, and the flowers that had fallen to the ground were actually floating in mid-air.

The petals trembled and danced in the air.

"Auntie!"

Looking carefully, there are no petals dancing in the air, but groups of red butterflies.

The butterflies covering the sky surged towards Li Sanhai and wrapped them up. Butterflies were torn into pieces and fell to the ground. The butterfly fragments that fell on the ground turned into more butterflies and surged towards Li Sanhai.

Layer by layer, butterflies surrounded Li Sanhai until a huge red cocoon more than two meters high was formed, standing quietly in the center of the battlefield.

"Huh? Zaizai, come here."

Song Wanqing stood next to Ouyang Ya, holding a half-read novel in her hand, waving to Zai Zai in the distance.

The child looked at what was surrounded by a huge cocoon, turned around and landed on the ground, running towards Song Wanqing.

The flowers on the ground gradually withered, and finally turned into blood, and were absorbed by the land again, as if the flowers everywhere just now were an illusion.

But the red cocoon standing in the middle of the battlefield proves everything.

The child walked halfway and suddenly caught a glimpse of the person who had just been nailed to the ground by Ouyang Ya with a wooden stick. He ran over quickly, but only saw a tall puppet wearing a black cloak.

"Auntie, aunt..." Zaizai, who was carrying the puppet, shouted, threw the puppet to the ground and stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)