"What do you mean?" Chen Feng's face flashed with doubt, not understanding why Qi Wenli said that.

"Anyway, you're going to die, so I'll tell you." Qi Wenli raised his head, looking proud.

"This is a witchcraft doll, a kind of doll with a curse."

Qi Wenli pointed to the doll in Chen Feng's hand and spoke: "As long as you don't wear gloves with characteristics and touch such a doll, you will be cursed."

"At that time, the baby will eat your heart veins little by little, eat your internal organs, and finally swallow you completely."

"Chen Feng, now you have touched this witch doll. It won't take long to die."

Qi Wenli said, unable to help laughing happily anymore.

"Chen Feng, I can't blame me. I can only blame myself. I'm too confident."

Qi Wenli smiled and felt something was wrong.

He couldn't help but look up at Chen Feng. He looked calm and calm, and was scared by what he said.

"Chen Feng, aren't you afraid of death?" Qi Wenli was a little confused.

"Why am I not afraid of death?" Chen Feng asked Qi Wenli back: "Is there anyone in this world who is not afraid of death?"

"You've touched the witch doll, why aren't you afraid?"

Qi Wenli shouted, feeling that Chen Feng's reaction was so much different from what he imagined.

He should have looked frightened and would have better shouted and begged him to spare his life.

But what's going on now?

How could he be so calm?

Thinking in his heart, Qi Wenli quickly calmed down, thinking that Chen Feng must have pretended to be like this on purpose, with the purpose of confusing him.

"Chen Feng, don't think that this is the case, I don't know what you are thinking."

"By the way, once you get hit by the witchcraft doll, your cultivation will be consumed."

"Next, you can only feel the passing of vitality like a useless person."

"This process will be wonderful, I think you will enjoy it."

Qi Wenli looked like a villain: "So, don't think of killing me, it's impossible for you to do it."

After he finished speaking, Qi Wenli felt a black shadow flash by, and then he was picked up by choking his neck.

Qi Wenli widened his eyes in shock, wondering if he had read it wrong.

"This...how is this possible?" he shouted, looking disbelief.

"You are not already infected with a witchcraft doll, how could you still have such strong strength?"

After saying that, before Chen Feng answering, he began to say to himself: "I understand, it must be because your cultivation is too high, and the witchcraft doll has not yet played a role."

"But it doesn't matter. It won't take long to lose your cultivation."

"The more you use your spiritual energy now, the faster your cultivation will disappear."

"Chen Feng, I'm waiting to see you in pain." Qi Wenli said and raised his hand to hit Chen Feng.

With a "bang", the two fists collided, and an invisible airflow radiated to the surroundings with the fists where the two collided.

Wherever the airflow passed, the small-leaf red sandalwood that had been placed for hundreds of years turned into powder and fell all over the ground.

A crisp "click" sound.

"ah!"

"My hand!"
Chapter completed!