Ye Jia and the lord met twice.

When he first met, he had not been given the name of Ace and entered a dungeon with his teammates. A team of fifteen people died, six people were killed, and eight people were made into puppets, only Ye Jia barely escaped.

During the second encounter, he ranked 23rd in the standings and entered a dungeon of a double boss.

In order to escape the death trap of another boss, Ye Jia used the perverted collection habit of the puppet master to set up a trap for him, giving him a chance to include the player who escaped from his hands again in his collection. The puppet master bit the hook, but the result was... Ye Jia lifted his collection room upside down, destroyed several puppet masters' favorite ghost puppets, and then successfully escaped.

Their beams formed here.

After that, Ye Jia was often able to get his name on the hatred list, and the doll master has always been one of the top big guys who bid the highest.

Looking at the hideous ghost doll in front of him, Ye Jia raised his eyebrows thoughtfully: "It seems that you have added a lot of collections recently."

"Hehehe... do you like it?" There was a strange tenderness and obsession in the voice of the doll master: "You will become one of them."

Ye Jia chuckled lightly, looked up at the manipulator who was floating in the dark sky above his head: "What? Are you not used to losing yet?"

Although his tone was relaxed, his eyes were still sharp and alert.

——Even in the game, the puppet master is not a particularly easy character to get along with, not to mention that the other party is ready now.

Sure enough, the moment he finished speaking, the ghost puppets rushed towards the young man standing in the middle of the darkness under the control of the invisible silk thread.

The sharp sword light shone in the darkness, and the sickle passed by the ghost group silently, like some kind of living ribbon, swift and sharp.

At that moment, the sound of tinging silk thread breaking sounded, and the ghost puppet whose puppet line was cut instantly lost its traction and fell to the ground as if it was being pulled out of bones.

Ye Jia didn't react a little.

Wait...this is it?

Not right?

Before he could figure it out the next second, the puppet thread on the ground began to squirm and quickly drilled into the bodies of the ghost puppets.

The sound of piercing the flesh sounded, as if something was threading a needle.

The twisted and weird limbs of countless ghost puppets gathered in the same direction, as if they were pulled up by some invisible force. The pale, blue-gray, ugly, bloody, and deformed bodies were sewn together in everything, and gradually turned into a huge and terrifying monster.

Yejia had to raise his head to barely see the whole picture of the monster.

"Hehehe..." The voice of the lord master came from a distance from the sky, with unconcealed pride and flaunting in his tone: "This is my latest masterpiece, isn't it very beautiful?"

Yejia: “…”

He looked indescribably, took a deep breath in front of his eyes and asked slowly: "Hao, transform into a fusion?"

Puppet Master: “…”

His voice suddenly became sharp and sharp, almost a little angry: "I see if you can still be arrogant after waiting for a while!"

The sharp fingers floating in the air suddenly raised.

Immediately afterwards, the huge and ugly monster started to move. With every step of it, the entire ground trembled strongly. The surrounding racks fell to the ground one after another, and the entire space trembled.

Yejia held the sickle in his hand and slowly retreated carefully, setting a distance from it.

No matter how much teasing it, this monster is indeed much stronger than so many ghost puppets in the past. What's worse is that there is no obvious puppet line on its body now, but is deeply hidden in its ugly knotted body, which makes its weaknesses more difficult to detect.

Yejia tried to go through a few moves with it.

But it was discovered that all the chopped limbs on it would return to the monster in another twisted posture, and it would not cause any more damage to it.

——Since that's the case, then capture the thief and capture the king first.

Ye Jia thoughts like lightning, and he kicked the shelf beside him, his body was flexible and light, and quickly dodged the giant blue-white hand that the monster grabbed at him, but jumped straight into the air!

The sickle in his hand cut a bright white arc, but it sank into the dark mud above his head.

It's a feeling that I haven't touched the entity at all.

However, the floating hand of the apprentice master was indeed close to him.

Ye Jia was stunned.

——What's going on?

Ji Xuan's steps subconsciously paused.

In front, the young man stood at the junction of darkness and light, his back was thin and straight, and his light-colored eyes reflected the surging blood waves not far away.

He stretched out his hand to Ji Xuan, his fingertips were pale and slender, blurring in a blank halo behind him, as if it would melt like the first snow.

"A Xuan..."

The young man's voice was calm and sad, with a strange sense of fragility.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his scarlet eyes were unpredictable in the depths of his emotions.

Almost at this moment, several puppet lines as tough as steel came from behind him, with a tricky angle and almost unavoidable!

The sea of ​​blood rose silently, and the puppet line sank into the scarlet waves, disappearing silently.

Almost at the same time, a huge sickle appeared in the hands of the young man in front of him, and a sharp and dangerous cold light flashed deep in his light eyes, slashing at him in a sharp and cruel manner. The sound of the blade breaking through the air sounded, as if it could cut off time and space, and it hit Ji Xuan's eyes in an instant.

Ji Xuan quickly retreated, avoiding the attack, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

He knew from the beginning that this was definitely not Yejia.

With Ye Jia's current attitude, he was already kind-hearted without slashing him, let alone calling him A Xuan.

but……

Ji Xuan avoided the opponent's attack again, wiped the blade and passed by the young man. The moment he passed by, he lowered his head and sniffed the scent on the other person's body.

It was cold and cold, with a slight smell of blood.

Although the breath is thin, it is indeed the other party.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ye Jia who continued to attack him.

The young man's eyes were cold, his posture seemed to have fought for thousands of times, skillful and agile, and his whole person was like a sharp blade unsheathed, flashing with a dangerous cold light.

But, unexpectedly, suddenly, the young man stopped the blade, then jumped up suddenly, and jumped towards the dark sky above his head - he slashed into the air with a knife, and then fell down.

Ji Xuan was slightly stunned.

What's going on?

The other side.

Ye Jia frowned.

The monster's attack in front of him became more and more fierce, but he could not give the slightest damage to it. It was like a huge mud, swallowing up every attack he had.

And what's even more strange is...

Ye Jia took the time to raise his eyes and drew his eyes into the sky.

As long as it is an existence in the game, his weapons can penetrate. However, just now he was attacking the hand of the orb master, but it seemed to penetrate the shadow and fell directly into the virtual place. Then there are only two possibilities - either the orb master's hand is not there, or... he is not in the place where he thought he exists.

Ye Jia was pieced together his fragmented ideas under the attack of the huge ghost puppet, and his brain was running rapidly.

He passed every moment he had since entered this store - it seemed that every step was flawless and there was nothing wrong with it, except just now, the moment the Zongmen Master finished speaking, he and Ji Xuan suddenly separated.

Why separate?

Logically speaking, it is to defeat...

Ye Jia was slightly stunned.

He seemed to realize something and looked up into the air.

The two hands above the head were floating, and the sharp fingertips were dancing in the air, as if they were dancing.

If it is to defeat one by one, then how could the master of the orphan will stay with him? No matter how much Ji Xuan said, he was still the ghost king of his own line. Ye Jia didn't think that the master of the orphan would look down on his existence so much, and only deal with him, but left Ji Xuan alone.

——Maybe...they are not actually separated.

Ji Xuan dodged.

The blood waves around them were stacked up, rising into the air one by one, blocking the attack of the young man in front of him.

He stepped back cautiously, distanced himself from the other party, and thought about the identity of the young man in front of him.

Doll?

Not like...

If the puppet master wants to make a puppet, he must include the other person's soul into the container he created so that he can control it anytime and anywhere. The whole process is as fine as a surgery, and he must select the moment when the other person has the weakest willpower. Therefore, the stronger the mind, the longer it takes to create a puppet.

Ji Xuan did not think that in such a short time, the spouse could subdue Yejia and complete the operation.

However, he could truly feel the aura of Ye Jia from the other party. Although it was weak, it could not be faked.

It seems that this is only related to the mother's gift.

Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes.

The blood waves around him moved with his heart, condensed into the tip of a sword, broke through the air, and rushed straight towards the youth.

Touch directly to the heart.

The young man flipped his sickle and cut off the blood blade with a tingling sound.
To be continued...