The invincible wife of Fenglin City

Chapter 276 Puppet Art! (3)
"Who are you?" The saint was so shocked that she couldn't speak. How could she see herself? This is incredible. Could it be that someone exactly like herself appeared?
"I'm Xing Jiajia." The 'Saint' turned around and looked at her meaningfully.

She lowered her head and looked at herself submissively, and was taken aback for a moment. This attire belonged to the girl brought by An An, and the 'self' on the opposite side said her name was Xing Jiajia?What exactly is going on?

Why did she become Xing Jiajia, and Xing Jiajia became her!
This is so weird!

"How did this happen?" The saint looked at her hands, thinking that she had changed her body with a human, and her heart was broken. She suddenly looked at herself in front of her, and said loudly, "Puppetry! It must be puppetry!"

"That's right, this is puppet art." Xing Jiajia, who had changed her body, didn't feel any sorrow at all. Instead, she felt her new body seriously and praised, "What a magical secret art!"

"He actually used the puppet technique on me?" The saint murmured, she never thought that he would use this puppet technique on herself, once she used the puppet technique, she would completely become his vassal and puppet in this life.

Xing Jiajia came over charmingly, and squatted down in front of her: "Are you sad?"

The saint raised her head to look at Xing Jiajia, to be precise, she was looking at herself, her heart was ashamed: "Aren't you sad?"

When the saint asked Xing Jiajia, a feeling of sympathy suddenly arose in her heart. It was very strange. It was the first day she knew this girl, even if she was somewhat similar to her own appearance, she shouldn't feel close to her inexplicably.

Could it be because of the puppetry that she used her own body while he used hers?
"It's useless to be sad, it's better to think about what to do." Xing Jiajia replied very sincerely.

In Xing Jiajia’s dictionary, or more precisely in Suzaku’s dictionary, there is no such word as “sadness” at all. Sadness is due to unsolvable problems, sadness is due to distress, and Suzaku itself was born for distress. , she doesn't need to be sad.

"What should I do? What can I do?" The saint cried and grabbed her sleeve, "With a puppet technique, we have completely become pawns in his hands. Who knows what he will do tomorrow and what he will use us to do? ?”

"I forgot to tell you, he didn't use the puppet technique on you, but on me." Xing Jiajia calmly told the saint such a fact.

"What did you say?"

The performance of the puppet technique is also particular. The use of the puppet technique can make the person who is cast obey the caster forever, but it is limited to one person.Puppetry requires soul conversion. Whose soul is the first to be converted is the one who is being performed. The object of An An's operation is Xing Jiajia, not the saint.

A golden light shone in the tall Saintess Tower, and a piece of gold emerged in the air, resembling a business card, spinning leisurely, with a big word 'tea' floating on it.

The saint was startled for a long time, and pointed at Xing Jiajia in surprise: "You, you are—"

The saint only saw 'myself' smiling slightly at her, then her eyes went dark, and she didn't know anything.When the saint opened her eyes again, she realized that she had arrived in a strange place, and the strange environment made her unconsciously hold her arms tightly, with wide sleeves——

Wait, wide sleeves?
The saint raised her eyes and saw the girl sitting in front of her, it was Xing Jiajia who was with her in the saint's tower, but what made her strange was why she was not wearing her own clothes, but her own, and her own But in his own clothes?
The saint glanced at her wide sleeves and was sure that her soul was in her body.

Painted skin curled up Tingting, who looked at the girl in strange clothes in shock, and said softly, "Hello, guest, welcome to the teahouse, but if you are suffering from distress, the master can solve it for you."

The saint was dumbfounded.

She was born in Anxi and grew up in Anxi.I have never been out of Anxi, and I have never known what the outside world is like. This strange place, strange woman, strange owner——

"Saint, puppetry is not only for Anxi people, I can too." Xing Jiajia stood up, walked to the saint, and said quietly, "I can exchange us both."

Shock!

The saint stared wide-eyed at the girl in front of her, never would have thought that the puppet technique was cracked, Anxi's secret puppet technique was cracked?

How did she do it and who is she?

In the heart of the saint, vigilance gradually rose.

"In ancient times, the five elements became spirits, and the ancestor witch was one of them. The Anxi people are the descendants of the ancestor witch. Have you forgotten that there are four other bloodlines, saint? Qinglong, Suzaku, Baihu and Xuanwu." Hiding her identity in front of her face, she smiled and stretched out her arms, "I am Suzaku."

I am Suzaku.

No pride, just stating the fact calmly.

The saint saw that when the girl in front of her opened her arms, a faint red brilliance floated behind her. The brilliance was an extremely pure red color. The girl's arms became wings, and five-color lines appeared on her body, which were just simple shadows. That momentum forced her to take many steps back!

The saint stared at the girl, no, it should be Suzaku: "You, you—"

"Xing Jiajia, that's my name in the world." Xing Jiajia returned to her usual appearance, smiled slightly, and pointed to the sofa. "Saint, please sit down. I think you should have a lot to say."

The saint sat down obediently, but the shock in her heart was not small.

She carries the blood of the ancestral witch, which is the power of a god, and she feels that there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.This girl is Suzaku without a doubt, she really has a lot of questions she wants to ask, but for a while she doesn't know where to start.

"The art of puppetry has been passed down from ancient times. If you have the blood of the ancestral witch, I, as Suzaku, will naturally do it." Xing Jiajia said with a smile, "Saint, I see your ambition."

Although Huapi on the side was laughing, he was so shocked in his heart that it took only a few days for the kung fu master to find Anxi Village, and even took all the commissions to Anxi Village, and the girl in front of him seemed to have an extraordinary identity. .

Saintess?

What kind of village is Anxi, and there is such a thing as a saint?
The saint looked up at Xing Jiajia, and smiled brightly: "You are right, I have ambitions."

Before she was six years old, she was an ordinary girl, living the life she wanted carefree. If there were no accidents, she would grow up peacefully, marry her childhood sweetheart playmate, have children until she was old, and The lives of other people are completely the same, they will never leave Anxi in their whole lives, and they will not know what is going on in the outside world.

(End of this chapter)