Chapter 214 Clues and the Succubus Eye Technique

Although the voice was hoarse and vague, it might be his name, Song Changming heard it clearly.

"Changming."

The corpse puppet called again, this time its voice was more confident and clearer.

Song Changming frowned, looking at the corpse puppet in front of him, the familiar feeling in his mind became stronger and stronger.

But Nan Chenguang on the side didn't care so much, and slashed out a sword energy with his long sword, pointing directly at the corpse puppet.

Seeing that the corpse puppet was about to be killed by Nan Chenguang, a wind-attributed sword energy came across, collided with the green sword energy, and intercepted it.

Nan Chenguang narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Changming who had made the move, with a dangerous look in his pupils.

"Wait a minute." Song Changming said, glanced at him, and walked closer to the corpse puppet.

Perhaps Song Changming had just rescued him, or perhaps he also wanted to see what the corpse puppet would say, so he temporarily pressed down the sword tip and did not rise violently.

"How do you know me?" Song Changming looked closely at the corpse in front of him. The other party had clearly called his name just now.

"I am. Song. Bao, Song Bao."

"Song Bao?" Song Changming paused, and the next moment his eyes widened and he said in surprise.

"You are Brother Bao!"

"No, I didn't expect to see you again, Changming, you have grown up." The corpse puppet's words became more and more fluent.

Song Bao was also a villager of Songjia Village back then. He grew up with his eldest brother and second brother since childhood and had a very good relationship.

When he was young, he was also deeply impressed by this elder brother from the same village.

Compared with his youth, Song Changming's appearance has changed, but not too much.

He is still young and energetic, so it is normal for the other party to recognize him.

Afterwards, he joined the army with Song Changping and Song Changan, and finally failed to come back.

But I didn't expect to see you again in this way today.

"Didn't you join the army with my brother back then? Why?" Song Changming looked at the corpse puppet in front of him and felt why it looked familiar.

Although the appearance of the corpse puppet has changed a lot, it can still be vaguely distinguished. It is indeed Song Bao.

But the body shape has changed too much. It is difficult to associate the three-meter-tall head with the villager Song Bao at the time.

"We have all died a long time ago. We should have been dead souls on the battlefield, but later we were refined into corpse puppets by the corpse refining sect, and we have become the current appearance of neither human nor ghost.

If I hadn't seen you, my consciousness would have sunk and disappeared in this corpse puppet body."

Song Bao slowly talked about what happened in the past, how he died in battle, and how he became a corpse puppet.

Back then, the three of them practiced martial arts in the army, and became officers and generals based on their achievements and strength.

In the end, they all died in battle, and their bodies were taken away by the corpse refining sect and refined into corpse puppets. They sank repeatedly in pain, and their lives were worse than death.

When Song Changming heard this, his breath was already a little unstable. He pursed his lips and asked.

"So, my brothers, the eldest brother and the second brother, were also turned into corpse puppets?"

Song Bao was silent for a moment, and said, "Sorry."

Song Changming's anger suddenly increased.

He rarely gets angry, especially this kind of rage.

Even the internal energy in his body was a little disordered, and the flames appeared on the surface of his body, lingering around.

"Changming, be careful, they are difficult to deal with." Song Bao seemed to want to say something, but the remaining consciousness gradually disappeared as the corpse puppet's body returned to death.

"Is there any way to save you!" Song Changming asked immediately when he saw this.

Song Bao finally shook his head, not knowing whether there was no way to save it or he didn't want him to save it.

The corpse puppet just stood there and began to decay.

The residual soul of Song Bao was also completely freed.

Song Changming was speechless, standing there, and his heart could not calm down for a long time.

Nan Chenguang, who was standing aside, stared at him, and suddenly his eyes fell on the little girl in his hand.

The sword in his hand then rose again, sweeping straight towards the little girl in Song Changming's hand.

Song Changming raised his hand and stepped aside.

"She is still useful to me."

Nan Chenguang took a deep look at Song Changming, said nothing, turned around and left with the seriously injured swordsman.

Before leaving, he suddenly said.

"Next time we meet, compete with me, Song Changming."

His voice was clear and full, but it did not reveal too much emotion.

As Nan Chenguang left, Song Changming found a place, cut a big pit with a knife, and buried Song Bao's body in it.

After doing this, Song Changming's mood was slightly calmed down.

"If you pretend to sleep again, I will throw you into the fire." Song Changming sat down beside the fire and said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, the little girl lying on the side pretending to be dead trembled all over and sat up obediently.

"Why don't you use the ability you just used on me?" Song Changming asked.

The little girl looked at the dragon-patterned knife in Song Changming's hand, which was still unsheathed, with a look of fear on her face.

"Tell me, if you say anything wrong or lie, your fate will be the same as his." Song Changming looked at the corpse of the corpse-refining sect by the river and reminded him.

Although his voice was always calm and his appearance was not fierce, the murderous intent on his body still made the little girl feel it.

She was so scared that she trembled like a newborn deer.

"This is the pupil technique I was born with. The adults said that this is the ability of a succubus, which can make people lose their minds, but it can only be useful when it is unexpected. It will not work on people who are on guard."

The little girl was afraid of the knife in Song Changming's hand, so she shrank beside the stone and confessed honestly.

"Use it on me." Song Changming suddenly asked.

"Yes, but I can only use it once a day. If I use it too much, I will faint." The little girl did not expect that Song Changming would suddenly make such a request.

"I don't want to say it a second time." Song Changming lowered his head and said coldly.

No matter how weak and harmless the little girl is, he will never forget that she is with the Corpse Refining Sect member.

Although the little girl was scared, she could only raise her head and look into Song Changming's cold eyes.

After gathering enough breath, he blinked his dark eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw the pink crystal color.

There seemed to be special light pink energy flowing out of her eyes and transmitted to Song Changming's body.

Song Changming immediately felt the sea of ​​​​ming shake, and his mental body was affected. For a moment, he seemed to lose control of his body.

But the next moment, the ice heart in his Minghai came into play again, instantly stabilizing Minghai and his spiritual body.

Indeed, as the little girl said, if she is wary of her, her eye-spelling ability will easily lose its effect.

Song Changming didn't shout to stop, but the little girl clenched her fists and continued to persevere until her mental energy was completely exhausted, her body became limp and she fainted.

When the little girl woke up again, it was already night, inside and outside the heavy fog, and everything she could see was darkness without any light.

The little girl "mother" was alone in the darkness, so scared that she could only hide herself under the rag cloak as much as possible.

Boom!

Suddenly a huge object fell in front of her, and she looked intently.

It was the body of a violent bear. The bear's head was facing her. It was so terrifying that she screamed and rolled and fell from the stone.

His little body, which had never practiced martial arts, was soon bruised and bruised. Song Changming, who was approaching, picked him up by the back of his neck, lifted him up again, and put it aside.

Song Changming raised the fire again, and the fire light illuminated the surrounding area.

Only then did the little girl realize that it was no longer the riverside where he was before he fell into coma.

In fact, she had been in a coma for a day and a night.

Reluctantly using her abilities was too much for her to bear, and her overdrawn mental power had only now recovered a little.

"Su Qingqing?" Song Changming asked while handling the bear meat.

When the little girl heard the name, she immediately looked at Song Changming.

Song Changming casually threw a small jade sign over.

He found this out from the little girl.

There are three ancient characters engraved on it, which when translated means Su Qingqing.

This is a status jade plaque.

"Are you from Guyuan Kingdom?" Song Changming asked next.

"Yeah" Su Qingqing clutched the jade sign tightly and covered her heart.

The ancient characters on the jade plaques were passed down from the Ancient Yuan Kingdom. Most of the status jade plaques in Dahan were engraved with contemporary simplified characters. Only the people from the Ancient Yuan Kingdom had a long history and could write in ancient characters.