Chapter 392: The Mantra, Soul-Surface Curse Brainwashing

Jin Jubao stood up and walked up to Manzhu, looked down at Manzhu's eyes, and said word by word—

"From now on, you don't have to think about anything! You just need to remember one thing, I, Jin Jubao, are your husband!"

The spiritual energy in Manzhu's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by endless voids. She murmured as if she was caught in a demon, "You, Jin Jubao, are my husband."

Jin Jubao nodded with satisfaction, stood up with a wicked smile, stretched out his hand to stroke Manzhu's head, "Very good! Manzhu, you should feel sleepy now."

Manzhu said with a dull look on her face, "I feel sleepy now."

As soon as the voice fell, Manzhu closed her eyes and fell backwards straight...

Jin Jubao stretched out his hand and hugged Manzhu into his arms. A faint fragrance came to his nose. For a moment, Jin Jubao was stunned... He looked down at the sleeping person in his arms, and Jin Jubao's expression gradually softened. Before he knew it, even a tenderness was added between his eyebrows... Through the only layers of gauze, he could feel her body temperature...

Compared to Manzhu's subtle and even breathing sound, his breathing sound became rapid and heavy at some point. He knew clearly what he wanted. His body's reaction had truly exposed his desire for her!

He wants her, he wants her now!

But, he can't! He can't...she...she...

Jin Jubao took a deep breath, calmed his tumbling desire a little, carefully placed Manzhu flat on the bed, covered her with a quilt, stared at her deeply for a moment, then put down the curtain, closed the door and left...

The shadow behind the rockery...

Two figures stood behind, one of which was slender and upright, and the other was slightly hunched...

"Are you sure?" said a low and magnetic voice.

"I dare to guarantee the heads, but I can't make a mistake." The cold and deserted old woman's voice.

“…”

"Actually, you have known about it a long time ago!" Why do you need to get your subordinates to be diagnosed?

"Yes, didn't I know it long ago!" I just couldn't believe it!

"Gangmaster?"

"Uh! I'm fine! Ghost Doctor, you will leave your wife's body to you in the future."

"Yes! I obey the order!"

"You go down first."

"Yes! My subordinates have surrendered."

The hunched figure disappeared in the shadow instantly, leaving behind the slender and upright figure independent of the wind, unwilling to leave for a long time. The matter was no longer within his plan. He needed to think carefully about how to go next time...

As the sky was getting dark, a figure appeared in front of Manzhu's bed. The figure gently lifted the curtain, sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the beauty who was vaguely visible on the bed. The visitor slowly stretched out his hand and gently stroked the beauty's smooth and delicate cheeks. Manzhu moved slightly, reached out and gently scratched his cheek, turned over and continued to sleep...

The visitor smiled softly, and Wudi's eyes condensed again. He took his hand back and concentrated his internal force on his index finger and middle finger. The fingertips emitted a firefly-like starlight. The starlight gathered more and more, becoming brighter and brighter. Gradually, he could see the figure and face of the visitor clearly. It was a red shadow and an evil and cold face. In a moment, it illuminated the entire tent. The people on the bed frowned slightly and turned over again. The silver-white "color" planet had gathered to more than ten inches (thirty centimeters). The silver-colored light shone the whole room and shone out from the window. It was as dazzling as a dazzling study under the night sky. The people on the bed also woke up, but when Manzhu opened her eyes and bounced up and watched everything in front of her, shockedly-

"you……"

As soon as Manzhu said a word, she saw a ball of light coming to her face, and her mind suddenly became blank...

Jin Jubao closed his index finger and middle finger between Manzhu's eyebrows, and a huge silver-colored light ball wrapped Manzhu's head in it. Jin Jubao closed his eyes and sent his thoughts to Manzhu little by little through his fingers...

Time passed by little by little, and it was already dawn. Jin Jubao then removed his internal force and retracted his fingers between Man Zhu's eyebrows. Man Zhu, who had lost his internal force, slowly fell forward. Jin Jubao stretched out his hand and held it at her, leaning on Jin Jubao's shoulder. Man Zhu's eyes opened a crack hard, and called softly, "World Elegance..." Before the speech fell, his head turned and fainted. A drop of tears overflowed from his eyes and slid across her cheeks, dripping between Jin Jubao's palm that had just reached!

Jin Jubao was slightly shocked, and Manzhu's tears burned his palm like a red soldering iron, which was her silent crying...

Shiyi! I didn't expect that she could call that person's name! Well, let her call him for the last time! Because from today on, she will no longer remember Liu Shiyi, she will forget all the past between her and him!

His soul-catching skills are divided into three levels:

The first level is the soul searching mantra, which is the control of the person who has already cast the mantra. No matter whether the person who receives the mantra is close or is thousands of miles away, as long as the person who casts the mantra moves his mind and blows the magic flute, the person who receives the mantra will immediately obey the mantra;

The second level is the Soul-Breaking Spell. After the soul searching spell is completed, the person who casts the spell is blowing the Soul-Breaking Spell. This is the person who casts the spell and passes his thoughts to the person who receives the spell through the magic flute. The person who receives the spell will immediately act like a puppet, completely following the thoughts of the person who casts the spell. Even if the person who casts the spell, he will immediately cut off himself without hesitation;

The third level, the soul-catching curse, is the highest level of soul-catching technique. So far, no one has used it except the Can Moon who created the soul-catching technique (although no one can practice this evil martial art except him and Jin Jubao, even if others can practice it, they will definitely not be able to produce the third level of soul-catching curse - the soul-catching curse), because this is a perverted trick that is self-harm. It is to wash the person who is being cursed through the first level of soul-search technique, and then use the second level of soul-washing.
Chapter completed!