Chapter 744: Habaek’s “Bride”
Soon, a series of light footsteps were heard from behind.
The sound is so obvious that even ordinary people can hear it.
Shi Li couldn't pretend to be deaf, so she made a surprised and alert expression and turned to look over.
Under the dim moonlight, a middle-aged man with a mustache was walking slowly towards them with a sinister smile on his face.
The most disgusting thing was that his pair of rat-like eyes, emitting an ambiguous light, stared straight at Shi Li.
The moment he saw who was coming, Shi Li silently stroked his chest.
I feel even angrier than before.
[Anchor! Now is not the time to be angry. It is very dangerous now! ]
[Host, please be serious and stop being a burden!!!]
[Host, don't get too caught up in the drama. Even though he looks disgusting, saving your life is the most important thing now. Run~]
I don’t know if it was Shi Li who was too immersed in the role, or if he was so anxious that he forgot that Shi Li was actually the demigod He Bo. In short, everyone had a lot of drama.
[Is there a possibility that the anchor is actually quite capable, and the opponent just fell into his own trap in this game? ]
There were still sober people in the live broadcast room, and they carefully reminded everyone of this.
However, the warlock on the other side didn't know all this.
He used the black cat as his eyes and lurked silently beside Ling Heng and Shi Li for a long time. He just watched Ling Heng take action and watched Ling Heng protect Shi Li to the utmost.
He took it for granted that Shi Li was a weak girl who was powerless, and he also saw that she was Ling Heng's weak spot, so he decided to use the black cat to lure Ling Heng away, and then take the opportunity to capture Shi Li.
How could he have imagined that, although Shi Li did have a weak spot, she was definitely not a frail girl?
Just as the warlock stepped onto the path, Shi Li raised the hand that had just been intertwined with Ling Heng's.
A dazzling yellow talisman flew out directly from her palm and hit the warlock's bald forehead like a bolt of lightning, instantly rendering him unable to move.
Seeing this, Shi Li did not show the slightest joy. Instead, she looked at Huang Fu with disdain and even pity.
"It turned out to be a puppet."
That’s right, the sorcerer from the Western Regions was quite cunning and did not actually risk breaking into the city. He only sent out one of his puppets.
Shi Li felt that it was a huge loss to use a yellow talisman drawn by Ling Heng for a puppet.
【…】
[Is it possible that when you and the fifth princess were in love, the little Taoist priest was so drunk that he could not draw talismans? ]
[My worries were in vain…]
A yellow talisman was enough to render the puppet useless. Shi Li ignored him and turned around to continue looking in the direction Ling Heng left.
Ling Heng soon reappeared in her sight, holding the black cat that the sorcerer had used to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
"The cat is innocent and is just being used. Let it go."
Shi Li glanced at the kitten trembling in Ling Heng's arms and sighed helplessly.
Ling Heng obediently let go, and the little black cat rolled over and landed on the ground, then quickly jumped onto the low wall next to it, meowed at Shi Li, and then quickly disappeared into the night.
"We just caught a puppet, it's useless."
Shi Li leaned against Ling Heng, feeling angry and frustrated, and her whole body became depressed.
Ling Heng glanced at the puppet standing stiffly not far away, then lowered his eyes to look at the unhappy girl He Bo, and his lips moved silently.
"Lili, look."
He casually threw out a burning talisman.
The flames fell on the puppet and immediately ignited a raging fire, burning the puppet to ashes in an instant.
When the flames died down, only a faint pool of blood remained on the ground.
"This blood is real." Ling Heng explained to Shi Li who was confused, "The puppet is completely destroyed, and the real owner will also be attacked. Don't be angry."
"Really? You're so good!"
Shi Li immediately perked up and praised Ling Heng generously.
Her mood changed so much today simply because she was so angry at the situation in the city. Although she hadn't caught the main culprit yet, a small punishment and a stern warning could at least make her feel better.
At the same time, in a camp in the Western Region thousands of miles away.
A middle-aged sorcerer who looked exactly like the puppet was sitting in the tent with his eyes closed. Suddenly his face changed and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
He opened his eyes and his face was as white as paper.
After a long pause, he was able to speak, muttering to himself with a tense and wrinkled face: "I didn't expect that she also knows Taoism. I made a mistake."
This time the puppet was destroyed and he suffered backlash. It would take him at least a year and a half to recover. It was really not worth it.
A ruthless look flashed in the warlock's eyes, and he clenched a gray brocade bag in his hand.