Chapter 551: Beautiful Living Dead (3)

Yang Zimei sweated, "Uncle, what is your logic? Do you want to marry her as a wife?"
"My uncle, that immeasurable deity, I am a Taoist, how can I marry a wife?" Yumako called out.
"Then she sweeps the floor, why are you uncle dozens of years younger?" Yang Zimei asked puzzledly.
"It is said that looking at beautiful women will make you younger. Your uncle and I just want to see it, and I don't think so."
Tamako rolled his eyes and said, "It's true that the belly of a man is measured by the heart of a woman."
"Uncle, I would be sad if you said that." Yang Zimei deliberately waved his mouth.
"Why are you sad?"
"You mean that I'm not a beauty, I don't look good." Yang Zimei looked aggrieved.
"In my eyes, you are just a little nephew."
Yumako said with a pout.
"Niuniu, listen to Master and take her down."
Yu Qing's stubborn persuasion.
Yang Zimei looked at him.
Although she didn't understand why he insisted on asking her to take the living dead, but since it was Master's intention, she would no longer defy it.
But how should she surrender such a living dead?
"Pull out those three soul-fixing needles, and then quickly inject a drop of your blood and print your soul-fixing spell. That's all."
Seeing her doubts, Yuqing said.
"It's that simple?"
"It seems simple, but only you can do it, unless the man who casts it is stronger than you, you will be backswept and become another living dead."
Yuqing looked at her with his pair of loving glazes, "You don't have to worry, your mana should not be comparable to those of the yin and yang masters who have only learned some of our acrobatics."
"Ok!"
Since Master said so, Yang Zimei nodded and agreed.
She bit her forefinger, pulled the three soul-fixing needles with her right hand, and the left finger that she learned was printed on the woman's seal ...
At this time, everyone's gaze was focused on Yang Zimei's movements. No one noticed that there was a strange and unpredictable smile on the loving face of Governor Yuqing Dao, and the glaze-like pupils were also instantly It turned black, as if there was another person on his body.
However, this weirdness just passed by, and quickly restored the original face and pupil.
After finishing the soul-fixing spell, Yang Zimei took a step back, feeling that his whole body was like a collapse, and his essence was constantly leaking out to the woman.
How is this going?
She was a little apprehensive about stopping it.
However, there is no way to control it.
The woman was as if she was practicing star-sucking, sucking her energy.
The woman's original somewhat dry face gradually filled up, and even the rosy glow of human life, the dead air shrouded above it, began to gradually dissipate.
I saw her eyelashes moved slightly, and under her thin eyelids, her eyeballs were moving.
And the fingers that were on the abdomen started to move slightly ...
The crowd looked at it nervously, holding their breath.
And Yang Zimei was nervous about why her spirit could not be recovered.
Is it necessary for her to become her own person that she must be fused with her own energy?
Yang Zimei looked back at Yuqing with a look of help ...
When she looked back at that moment, Master suddenly felt that smile was a little strange.
She blinked, but found that Master was still Master, and that smile was normal.
It may be that you are too tired and have hallucinations.
Yang Zimei shook her head.