The Abused Female Character Doesn't Want To Die (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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Rong Shang's face was buried in the shadows, his eyelashes lowered to cover the shady bird, his voice was cold and bitter: "Are you a Xuexi puppet?"

He said interrogative sentences, but he spoke them lightly in a declarative tone.

The puppet is refined from the corpse of a dead person.

The most common is low-level puppets. Although the chance of success in refining is very high, low-level puppets have no thoughts of their own, and their heart does not beat. They must be controlled by their master to move around.

High-level puppets are relatively rare, and require a lot of time and energy during the refining period, as well as all kinds of elixir and elixir.

Because the chance of success in refining is very small, so few people will waste time and money to refining high-level puppets.

Being refined into a high-level puppet is almost the same as a living person, not only is it as if a living person has a heartbeat and thoughts, but is not restricted by distance, even if the owner is not nearby, they can control them to execute orders.

Obviously, the woman with Xue Xi's body in front of her was a high-level puppet.

An Ning acted for a while, covering his lips with a smile: "So what?"

She put her fingertips on his face and swiped down without any haste: "Even if you can live through tonight without a cup of tea, you will forget everything that just happened."

This is a side effect of Wang Qingxiang, just in case, lest he does not die, but reveals her identity in vain.

Rong squinted his long eyes, a faint feeling of dizziness came from the temples, and the object in front of his eyes was gradually distorted and deformed, like a soaked ink painting. The canvas slowly bloomed with water, and it was no longer clear what it was.

He is the son of the Protoss, and his body is not invaded by poisons, even the poisonous wine he can drink without changing his face, not to mention the ordinary cartilage loose and the fragrance of love.

But An Ning drugged him, obviously for his special drug.

Knowing his special physique so well, he could still pick up Xue Xi's corpse and refine it into a puppet. I'm afraid that only his sick younger brother could do this kind of thing.

After hiding from him for more than a thousand years, now I can't bear it anymore, do you want to do something to him?

Rong Shang raised his eyes to look at An Ning's neck. Her slender and white neck looked so fragile. As long as he exerted a little force, she could easily unscrew her head.

He dropped his fingers on the couch and quivered twice.

She wants to touch him just because of Anning, is she worthy?

Seeing An Ning's finger, she was about to fall on his waist, and there was a loud bang outside the house, which made her shiver suddenly and turned her head subconsciously.

I saw a shaky figure appearing outside the door.

She was holding a hip flask in her hand, her cheeks were flushed, and one leg was still kicking, and she burped a long and strong alcoholic foot.

An Ning was taken aback, a trace of cruelty flashed under his eyes.

Don't try to delay her business.

It was just a wooden spirit root waste. She killed this waste and planted it on the head of the ghost king. Anyway, the hands of the ghost king were already covered with blood, so they would naturally not doubt her.