"Are you very unconvinced?" Ling Luo smiled and stabbed the Chixiao sword in his hand like a demon.

"Ahhh-"

The pain of the sword piercing through the palm made Xuanyuan Yangyue raise her head in pain, and let out a heart-piercing wail, the veins protruding on the side of her slender neck.

"I think you like playing with puppet dolls very much." Ling Luo put one hand on the hilt of the sword, squatted down slowly, and looked at Xuanyuan Yangyue's nails, "What beautiful nails, These golden patterns should be the runes to control the puppets."

"Ling - Luo -"

Xuanyuan Yangyue gritted her teeth with hatred, because of the extreme pain, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, "You are really vicious!"

"Vicious?" Ling Luo laughed dumbly, "Speaking of viciousness, how can I compare to you, Miss Princess."

She lowered her head, her eyes were firmly attracted by those golden runes, and she asked: "Hey, I said Miss Princess, where do these strange runes come from?"

Xuanyuan Yangyue's face was pale, she bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, biting blood directly, and said in a hateful voice: "My Xuanyuan family has a long history since ancient times, and there are countless wonderful methods of cultivation, how could it be you Can a country girl from the small country of Xijiu reach it?"

Ling Luo raised her eyebrows and said with a slight smile: "Speaking of which, I really admire you a little bit. Xuanyuan Yangyue, you have been beaten so badly by me, how can you still play hard? The eldest lady really has an unusually deep temper. ah."

Xuanyuan Yangyue let out a cold snort, she couldn't see anything, she was so ashamed and angry that she turned her head away bitterly.

"The rune on your fingernails is not bad, I like it very much." The corners of Ling Luo's lips curled up slightly, and a trace of interest flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She vaguely remembered that the third county palace was at least hundreds of thousands of miles away from Moshang Xiangfang.

Such a long distance can be controlled remotely. This kind of rune also has its unique features.

Ling Luo stretched out a hand and put it on Xuanyuan Yangyue's five fingers, a faint light gradually diffused from the palm of her hand.

Xuanyuan Yangyue turned pale with shock, her voice became high-pitched: "Ling Luo, what else do you want to do?!"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Ling Luo's voice had a soft ending, "Killing you, I don't know how much trouble it will bring to Yu and me."

"then you……"

"To shut up!"

"I……"

"If you talk too long, your hands will be cut off!" Ling Luo's voice was extremely cold.

Xuanyuan Yangyue thought of hissing wind, a trace of fear flashed across her eyes, and she immediately fell silent.

Ling Luo closed her eyes, and began to perform the technique of bone patterns in the devious world taught by Venerable Moonlight. She completely calmed down, concentrated her attention, and carefully traced the golden runes on Xuanyuan Yangyue's fingernails.

Although Xuanyuan Yangyue's rune is much smaller and weaker than Xuanyuan Yu's, its lines are very wonderful, and it can be seen that it is a secret technique handed down from ancient times.

After about a cup of tea, Ling Luo had copied the ancient runes on Xuanyuan Yangyue's fingernails and firmly memorized them in her mind.

After you go back, you can study it well.

I believe it won't be long before this kind of secret technique is no longer exclusive to Xuanyuan Yangyue, and she, Ling Luo, can exert even greater power!

After copying, Ling Luo stood up, put her plain hand on the hilt of the Chixiao Sword, and drew it hard.

There was another scream, and blood spattered everywhere.

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