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Huang Li was secretly surprised when he saw that she subdued a strong man who looked crazy and had incomparable supernatural power with one move.

Now, seeing her lift Bao who is about half her height and weight lightly like a doll, I feel even more frightened.

"Let me come!"

Xuehu reached out and took Abao from her hand.

Yang Zimei didn't give in either.

"Xuehu, he has been possessed by the thousand-year-old resentment, and has merged with his own soul. How should we deal with it?"

Yang Zimei asked Xuehu.

In fact, she is an extremely lazy and dependent person.

Now that Xuehu, a demon who is much more powerful than her, is here, she doesn't bother to think about how to solve the problem, but relies on Xuehu.

"I have no choice, you handle this matter!"

Seeing through her little thoughts of wanting to be lazy, Xuehu replied.

Yang Zimei rolled his eyes at him.

Really, as a monster with high magic power, it is really boring not to know how to deal with a person who is possessed by the spirit of resentment.

Of course, she also knew that it was his intention.

Yang Zimei looked at A Bao with a bit of embarrassment.

If it is possessed by other souls, just expel it directly.

However, this is an unusual resentment that has been integrated into the soul. For her, it is really a super difficult problem, which is unheard of and unseen.

If this resentment is not cleared up in time, Ah Bao may be in danger, and his original soul will be completely eaten away.

All she had to do was take out her magic weapon, the little clock, and rang it beside Abao.

Who knows, it doesn't do much.

Maybe it's because there is a difference between the resentful air and the evil spirit.

Yang Zimei cast spells on A Bao's body and pasted ninety-nine and 81 charms, but she still couldn't deal with the resentment.

"Hahahaha, don't waste time, you want me to die very easily, kill him."

Ah Bao was laughing sharply, with a sullen and triumphant expression on his face.

Yang Zimei slapped him on the face angrily.

"Ouch!"

He let out a scream.

Yang Zimei's eyes lit up, and she found a way.

If you can't drive it away by external force alone, then let it get away by itself.

Thinking of this, a sinister smile formed on the corner of her lips, and she took out her silver needle from the storage ring.

He picked up eighteen silver needles and pierced Abao's eighteen acupuncture points.

Being stabbed at these [-] acupoints, although you will not die, the pain is so painful that life is worse than death.

This is a cruel method of acupuncture and moxibustion invented by cruel officials in the past. It is called "Ghost Crying and God Howling". As long as one is stabbed, the whole body feels like being torn apart.

Yang Zimei didn't believe that this resentment could hold back such severe pain.

Sure enough, when the silver needle was stabbed, Ah Bao wailed miserably, making the listeners goosebumps and horrified.

The resentment lasted for a full hour, but in the end he couldn't bear it anymore. He broke free from A Bao's soul and wanted to escape.

As soon as it escaped from A Bao's body, Yang Zimei opened the Qiankun bag that Yang Zimei had prepared a long time ago, put it inside, and stuck the strongest confinement spell on it.

Ah Bao's real soul regained consciousness, and the severe pain in his body made him howl like a slaughtered pig again.

However, this wailing was finally not the terrifying female voice just now, but replaced his original male voice.

Yang Zimei took back the eighteen silver needles.

The pain in Ah Bao's body disappeared, but he was too weak and passed out.

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