Crying Brothers: The Little Sister We Hate Is Actually a Bigshot - Chapter 392 - 392: Analysis
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Chapter 392 – 392: Analysis
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“The guy we met probably hurried away when he saw the situation on the other side of the water ghost.” Ji Jing thought that the man was very sensitive when he fled.
The bearded man sat on the ground and was afraid for a while. “It is rumored that the painter swallows life alive, and the rest of the human skin is used as his own skin, but he just tied me up. How can he disguise himself as me?”
The doll smiled strangely: “How do you know you’re just tied up?” It seems that you haven’t looked in the mirror since I looked for you, have you?
What? The bearded man’s face turned white in an instant. What does this mean? Has he been…
“Don’t be scared,” Ji Jing waved her hand. “You’re still alive. The painter likes to grab beautiful people’s skin, but he is also good at fabricating his own skin. It’s not a problem for them to disguise.”
The bearded man was comforted, but his face was still pale. He struggled to look at the French window in the distance and was barely relieved to see that he was still a good human figure.This chapter’s initial release occurred on the N0v3l-B1n site.
However, Ji Jing had no more thoughts to give him any more, and she frowned and meditated.
“Is there anything wrong?” Mingze saw her meditate and asked.
“I just think… It doesn’t seem to be very peaceful recently. Ji Jing said entangledly, “I can’t say, but I always feel that there is a Taoist association coordinating in the world, and there should not be so many troubles.”
First, Wu Tian didn’t know where he got the soul lock and learned those forbidden skills. Now the hell hasn’t found out who lost the lock, which is incredible. Wu Tian could not have such a great ability to steal the soul lock unconsciously from the hell. Someone must be helping him.
Later, Sun Luo learned so many methods. Where did he learn it from and who was helping him?
Now even the painted ghost has been born, and the painted ghost can manipulate such a huge water ghost in the water. What will happen next?
Ji Jing thought about it carefully and felt that something was wrong everywhere. Did she really live in peace?
In the past decades, she has been exposed to the simple Taoist affairs of exorcism, but now she can encounter so many troubles in three days, which is simply a scene of demons and ghosts.
“Xu Tian has been very busy recently. In the past, he could still see him give himself a holiday. In the past few days, it is difficult to see people,” Ming Ze muttered, “It shows that there are also a lot of troubles for other Taoist priests in the Taoist Association. I’m afraid there is more chaos in addition to the events we have encountered.”
“Is this rare?” The doll was a little surprised. He held his chin and said inadvertently, “I thought the world had always looked like this.”
It’s no wonder that dolls are used to it. In their intermittent memories, they were born in the war and saw the first scene in the world, that is, the people fled in a bloody war.
It was a war that started from the world but involved all three worlds. Chaos and death have always been the background sound of life.
The family of Huaimeng has a long skill, which is much better than those unarmed civilians, but on the way to escape, there are still people dying.
She has mastered the amazing puppetry before she was ten years old. Although she has a talent bonus, she has no choice but to do it in troubled times.
Only by practicing more powerful puppetry can we save more people.
However, the most talented and capable people are often in the front and the first to fall in the war. In just ten years of growing up with a dream, the family has declined so that there is no one with higher ability than her.
So soon after his tenth birthday, Huai Meng had to support his small body and become the little patriarch who led the clan to continue to go south to avoid disaster.
Mingze was stunned. Looking at the small figure of the doll, some tragic memories seemed to roll up from the depths of his memory: “Hundreds of years ago, it was true. However, the speed of human growth for hundreds of years is beyond imagination. Taoist associations and other forces have been trying their best to maintain peace, and there has been no such bloody war..