Almost at the same time she transferred into the puppet girl's body, Bai Yiyi felt an intention rush from the small knife directly into the puppet's body.
Then, like a fish trapped in the shallows, this intention swam back and forth within the puppet's body, yet it never found a way out.
Feeling that somewhat familiar intention, various intense emotions surged in Bai Yiyi's heart.
Fear, tension, shock, horror...
"It's the same... it's the same..." Bai Yiyi watched the scene in disbelief, "Inside is the same thing as me."
"He hasn't cultivated the God Attachment Skill, so he doesn't know how to control this puppet."
On the streets of Qingtian City.
Lin Xing hurried toward the direction of the Taiqing Sect.
In his mind, he still repeatedly recalled the process of dying at the hands of the lady in white.
"The second inheritance specializes in Martial Arts, especially swordsmanship."