My Master is Lin Zhengying

But at this moment, his body seemed to be restrained, unable to make any sound.

But this is not over yet, after killing the yellow chicken.

Under the command of Uncle Jiu, Wen Cai let go of the cat's blood.

Qiu Sheng even burned a spell in the blood bowl.

Wencai brought it to Nanchen.

Nan Chen was "burned" by the chicken blood just now, his whole body was shaking, and his head was covered with cold sweat.

At this time, being lifted up by Wen Cai, the corners of his mouth were trembling.

Wen Cai felt a little uncomfortable seeing Nan Chen like this.

But still held the bowl and said:

"Junior Brother, quickly drink this blood.

The master said that after drinking the blood, there might be some pain.

However, the mantra on your body is also in contact.

Moreover, it will be transferred to the scarecrow.

You, you must hold on..."

Nan Chen's mouth was trembling, but with the last will, he said:

"Come on……"

Nan Chen was in a cold sweat. Although his voice was hoarse, he was extremely determined.

Nan Chen didn't want to die, let alone become someone else's puppet.

After so many life and death experiences, Nan Chen still has the confidence to carry it to the end...

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Chapter 420 The sixth transfer is successful

According to the setting in the original book, this cat's blood is opposed to dog's blood.

Dog blood is extremely yang, while cat blood is extremely yin.

Therefore, this cat's blood can be psychic.

Many special rituals will use this thing.

At this time, Wen Cai asked Nan Chen to drink the cat's blood, mainly to reduce Nan Chen's yang energy.

Increases the transfer success rate of puppetry.

Nan Chen also knew that his situation was not good, if he went on like this, he would definitely die.

Therefore, there is no hesitation.

Nodding to Wencai, he opened his mouth tremblingly.

Seeing Nan Chen open his mouth, Wen Cai didn't hesitate much.

Picking up the bowl full of cat's blood, he gave Nan Chen two mouthfuls.

Nan Chen's physical condition is not optimistic, basically relying on an obsession to persevere.

These two mouthfuls of cat blood almost choked Nan Chen to death.

But it's not over yet, after the cat's blood came in.

Nan Chen felt like drinking boiling oil, from the end to the throat, and then to the stomach.

Incomparably stinging and uncomfortable.

Immediately afterwards, it became sharply cold.

That kind of cold is like jumping into ice water suddenly in winter.

It hurt like a needle prick, and it was like cutting flesh with a knife.

All kinds of discomfort, this feeling, hit the soul directly.

Nan Chen's consciousness, which was almost blurred, woke up again in this pain and suffering.

"Ah! Ah..."

Nan Chen struggled and trembled.

All he could say was "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The icy cold pain spread all over his body in the blink of an eye.

All over the body, every cell seems to be being stabbed by a knife.

In the bone marrow, it seems that there are ten thousand insects that are addicted to biting.

This kind of pain can be imagined.

Ordinary people can't bear it at all.

"Master, master, younger brother, junior brother, he bit his lips to the point of bleeding..."