Chapter 966： black ball lele

The strength of a middle-aged man lies in his methods of restraining his breath and hiding. With this premise, his puppet technique can be called superb.

As long as it is done so that the victim is unaware, it is the best puppet technique.

But now, he has appeared, and Qin Lele has poured the potion of the sign on his body, and most of his puppet lines are entangled in Qin Lele.

He gritted his teeth and wanted to escape, but suddenly found that the puppet line trapping Qin Lele could not be taken back.

"What did you do to them?"

No one answered.

The middle-aged man directly took out the remaining puppet lines and dealt with the crowd.

Half an hour ago, Zuo Xiao was very embarrassed.

He teased each other like a cat catching a mouse.

Half an hour later, he became very embarrassed.

At this moment, inside the cocoon.

Qin Lele took out a bunch of talismans, and stuck them on the left and right.

After being surrounded by yellow paper, she laughed out loud.

The system already understood her very well.

[System: Are you planning to use lightning to blow up these puppet lines? 】

"I still understand Lele~"

The little cutie whistled, but she was very angry when she thought of the hurried glance not long ago.

"Zuo Kitten seems to be seriously injured, and told him to rely on forbidden techniques, and told him not to study basic skills well. When this matter is resolved, Lele will let his senior brothers teach him well!"

Little cute pondered, she could kill two birds with one stone, not only let the senior brothers teach Zuo Xiao, but also avoid studying, which is very beautiful.

Just when the middle-aged man was hesitating whether to give up the puppet line and escape, a huge roar caught everyone's attention.

He is connected to the puppet line, and if the line is split, he can also be hacked by Yu Wei.

Looking at the cocoon again, it was already blown up to black.

A dark girl came out with a white-toothed smile, "I'm sorry, they were damaged by Lele."

The middle-aged man hurriedly tried to retrieve it, but not only could it not be retrieved, but these specially refined threads became extremely fragile and completely useless.

He was dumbfounded.

Su He was also dumbfounded.

"Junior sister, why did you become a black ball?"

Little cute automatically filtered out the word 'black' and focused on hearing the word 'ball'.

"Where does Lele look like a ball? Lele is so slender, so cute, so good-looking!"

Hei Tuantuan angrily confronted Su He.

Her eyes are big and bright, and when her mouth is flaring, she shows her white teeth.

Su Heben wanted to touch her head, thought about it, and then took it back.

Cute: "..."

Can't stand it!

She tilted her head directly, bumped into Su He, and was satisfied after she successfully left a few black marks on the crescent-white gown.

Not everyone pays attention to Qin Lele, most people pay attention to middle-aged men.

"Dwarf, isn't this the person from the legendary puppet family?"

"I remember they were all surnamed Urn!"

The middle-aged man turned around and left.

The puppet line is gone, he can grab it from others, but if he is left behind, he doesn't dare to think about it.

He regained his breath, and most of the people quickly chased after him.

Qin Lele tilted his head and thought, "there are so many people, shouldn't they lose him?"

After thinking about her hard work for so long, she will not participate in the follow-up work.

The little cutie happily ran to Shi Yuanbai, spread her hands, and said confidently, "Lele has worked hard, Lele wants something delicious."

Shi Yuanbai stared at her black face.

It's a good thing, sister-in-law. Being too reckless is a bad thing.

"Okay, I'll make it for you later."

Cutie paused, even the system felt incredible.

When did Shi Yuanbai speak so well?

But seeing Shi Yuanbai copying his hands, he said slowly, "Tonight I will make a black-bone chicken soba noodles, sesame dumplings, black rice porridge..."

A chain of black food.

Qin Lele narrowed her eyes and closed her mouth tightly. She looked more like a round sesame dumpling.

"Ouch", the sesame dumpling rolled onto Shi Yuanbai, successfully dyeing the light-colored clothes black.

That's not all, she even touched Shi Yuanbai's face with her little black hand.

"You are the sesame dumplings!"

The middle-aged man ran away all the way.

He still has a little bit of spare puppet line in his hand, after all, he is someone who can plot Zuo Xiao, and after several shots, the other party has been silently attacked.

The controlled person directly attacked his own people, and the chasing brigade was in a mess, and he took the opportunity to escape.

Fleeing to a certain street, he exhaled.

"That girl is called Qin Lele, right? Ruining my good puppet line, sooner or later, I will make her die worse than Liu Sanlong!"

"Oh? You want my disciple to die miserably?"

There was a sound of vicissitudes mixed with a hint of warning.

The middle-aged man turned around and looked up, only to see an old man wearing a dark blue Taoist robe standing on the wall of the alley.

The cold wind blows, blowing the white beard.

"Yunsan?"

"So you know me."

Yun San landed lightly and stroked his beard habitually, "But I don't remember someone like you in the Weng family. Tell me, who are you?"

Urn Sitong quietly retreated.

He knew too well that he was not Yun San's opponent.

At this moment, a young and slightly mocking voice came from behind.

"When escaping, pay attention to what's behind you, I'm also there."

Weng Sitong looked back with round eyes, "Yun Da!"

"Yo, you actually know me," Yun Da calculated the time, "but when I had an accident, someone your age wasn't too old, right? How did you know me?"

Weng Sitong felt that he was about to finish.

Weng Sitong, who was finished, was thrown in front of Qin Lele.

Yun San saw that his beloved disciple had become a black ball, and his face changed greatly.

"What's the matter? You got blown up?"

Cutie narrowed her eyes, "Fried? What's fried?"

Yun San said casually, "Sesame ball."

The next second, the sesame ball rolled onto him.

"Lele makes you a ball too!"

There was a commotion.

Yun San finally knew how Qin Lele made himself like this.

"It's ok as long as it's not injured," he glanced at his apprentice's black face with disgust, "I'll go back to wash it later. If it doesn't go away, wash it a few more times."

Qin Lele was too lazy to listen to him, ran to Weng Sitong's side and looked at him with his head tilted.

"Don't you want to run? You run!"

How arrogant Weng Sitong was in front of Zuo Xiao before, how arrogant Qin Lele is now in front of him.

The four channels of the urn directly vomit blood.

Qin Lele doesn't sympathize with him at all.

So far, this person has at least three lives in his hands, and Zong Ren and his friends have not yet found, maybe five lives.

She doesn't sympathize with a man who kills indiscriminately.

Su He looked left and right, and found that the person chasing the urn sitong had not returned yet, so he walked to Yun San, "Master, why did you come back from the super short path? Why don't you talk to a few spectators?"

Yun San showed the same expression as Qin Lele, glanced around vigilantly, and lowered his voice, "This person is probably a murderer, and now it's the two of you who have caught it, and then the champion will be born between the two of you. "

Su He was speechless.

He found that the younger sisters were all imitating Master's behavior.