Supernatural rebirth: genius girl fortune teller

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"Master?"

She was shocked!

Why was Master's head cut off here?

At this moment, her heart felt as if a big truck was rolling over her, causing her heart-breaking pain.

The copper coin sword in his hand rustled.

She unconsciously threw the copper coin sword to the ground, took steps, and was about to walk towards the master's head.

"elder sister--"

Xiaoqian saw something abnormal in her expression and shouted.

Yang Zimei ignored it and continued to leave.

In desperation, Xiao Qian jumped up, raised his palm, and slapped her on the face.

Ripple's claws also tightly held her legs, preventing her from moving forward.

The burning pain caused Yang Zi, who was in a daze, to wake up with his brows twitching.

She stroked her sore cheek and looked at the table again.

There are no heads of master and uncle on the table, they are just strangers.

She actually had a hallucination just now!

Yes, the greatest witchcraft power of the Eight Immortals Bureau is to confuse people's consciousness.

Once a person's will is weak, it will take advantage of it and enter the psychedelic mind, making people unconsciously enter the game.

Although Yang Zimei's magic power is very strong, when he thought of his master and uncle just now, his emotions and will were at their weakest, and he was also bewitched.

Fortunately, Xiaoqian discovered it in time and had the power to stop her.

She took a step back and picked up the copper coin sword from the ground.

"Sister, you scared me to death. You just turned into a different person!"

Xiao Qian yelled, "Why did this little Eight Immortals situation make you almost fall into trouble?"

"I think of Master and Uncle!"

Yang Zimei smiled bitterly.

Her Achilles' heel is her Master!

As long as it involves matters related to the Master, her mind immediately drops to zero and she loses her ability to discern.

She also knew this, but was unable to change it, because nothing in this world could change her dependence on her master.

"Wendong, I'm sorry, Wendong, I'm sorry..."

Huo Wenhua suddenly burst into tears and started to walk towards the Eight Immortals Bureau.

The clone ghost also said the same words as him, with tears streaming down its face. However, it held Huo Wenhua tightly and refused to let him go.

Seeing Huo Wenhua like this, Yang Zimei naturally knew that he was onto something.

She hurriedly reached out and pressed his Tianling point.

Huo Wenhua's expression froze, and he found that his face was full of tears. He asked doubtfully, "Master Yang, what's wrong with me?"

"You've been bewitched."

Yang Zimei took out a heart-protecting charm and put it on Huo Wenhua's back.

Feeling that she also needed to protect her heart, she simply posted one for herself, so that when she broke the formation, she would be reminded of the master again and be deceived.

Yang Zimei concentrated, and the copper coin sword in her hand shook again. The copper coins in the iron gate array behind her were whirling around her under the pull of her magic power...

"rise!"

She let out a sweet cry and pointed the copper coin sword directly at the Eight Immortals Bureau in front of her!

The thirty-six ancient copper coins were shot at the seven heads except Huo Wendong's head like soldiers obeying orders.

The copper coin sword in Yang Zimei's hand was pointed directly at the position where Huo Wendong's head was.

This is also a formation!

She has to keep her head intact while also breaking through the formation, which is a bit difficult!

The eight heads seemed to feel the threat, and they flew away from the table together, and pounced on Yang Zimei from eight different directions...

Those ancient copper coins hit the head, but they couldn't make them fall.

On the contrary, all the ancient copper coins are embedded in the human head...

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