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Chapter 1216 - 629: The Doll (Requesting Pink Tickets)
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Chapter 1216: Chapter 629: The Doll (Requesting Pink Tickets)

Old Man Zeng, though equally excited, retained some reason and grabbed his wife, reminding her: "She’s a ghost! If it were Qiu’er, why would she still look the same as she did more than ten years ago, without growing at all?"

Granny Liu’s eyes were red, and she paid no attention to what he said. Suddenly, she broke free with force and was about to rush forward!

Seeing this, Ning Xiaoxian sighed. Suddenly, several vines extended from behind Granny Liu, swiftly wrapping her forward-leaning body tightly and pulling her back. Granny Liu was just a mortal, old and weak, and was easily bound to the chair by the vines, unable to move.

This was naturally the work of the Devouring Demon Vine Meat Ball, which, having received Ning Xiaoxian’s prior instructions, used the lightest force. Nevertheless, Granny Liu showed a pained expression from being bound.

The pain broke through the fog in her mind, and her eyes gradually regained clarity.

Seeing that her parents did not come forward, Qiu’er’s eyes flashed black, and she cried out twice, prancing forward. Her sharp cries disturbed the soul and could make a mortal feel a swelling in the chest. The weak might even be provoked to vomit blood. However, as she charged halfway, a faint golden barrier appeared in front of the elderly couple, instantly repelling her. The two cries of the ghost were also filtered, no longer having the terrifying effect when they reached the couple’s ears.

This was naturally the Barrier condensed by the Changtian Divine Power. The recoil from the barrier sent Qiu’er back into a form of black smoke, writhing in the house for a while before she turned back into her human form, showing fear on her face. It was clear she subconsciously remembered the pressure that frightened her away yesterday, which felt identical to the sensation emanating from this barrier.

She dared not approach any further, her eyes turning to look at Changtian and Ning Xiaoxian sitting to the side. Although the pair appeared no different from ordinary mortals, to Qiu’er, they felt like fierce beasts, not to be provoked. So her eyes turned back, and she still cried to Mr. and Mrs. Zeng: "Dad, Mom, hug me! Do you not want Qiu’er anymore?"

She rubbed her eyes with her hands, tears falling to the ground as she cried heartbreakingly. In the past, her crying like this would distress the elderly couple immensely. Granny Liu’s lips trembled uncontrollably, and if she hadn’t been bound by the Meat Ball, she would have stepped forward already. Old Man Zeng’s face turned pale, finally deciding resolutely, gritting his teeth: "You perished in the wild years ago, you are no longer our child, don’t think of tricking us outside!" Changtian had already instructed them not to step out of this barrier, or he could no longer guarantee their safety.

As soon as he spoke, Qiu’er put her hands down with a cold smile. The once smooth and clean face abruptly became torn and mangled, the mouth twisted, the left eye vanished, leaving a bloody hollow, from which pus flowed slowly, with maggots wriggling in and out of several facial openings.

Seeing such a face at midnight was truly indescribably tragic and frightening, with no trace of the original cuteness. Yet, this Ghost Baby opened its mouth, shrieking: "Why did I die? Why did I die! Dad, why didn’t you come to save me earlier, it’s so cold outside, Mom, why didn’t you come to stay with me!"

Granny Liu was frightened and pained in her heart, screaming once before fainting. Old Man Zeng was pale with fright, although trying to stay calm, he trembled and couldn’t speak coherently. This event had filled him with regret and self-blame throughout his life. Qiu’er’s words pierced his heart like knife edges, making this old man feel utter misery.

Ning Xiaoxian couldn’t watch any longer, her face darkening, she said: "Enough, since life and death separate you, why say these things!" Such a child, after turning into an Evil Ghost, would hate their family as much as they loved them in life. She had long wanted to eliminate this little ghost but hesitated out of compassion for the two elders’ unfulfilled wishes.

She lightly flicked her finger, and three wedges, the length of index fingers and colored pale gold, flew out in a character shape, swift as could be. The Ghost Baby had no time to react before the three wedges pierced through its hands and chest with a soft "thud," pinning it firmly to the wall!

The Ghost Baby, formed just from smoke, was pinned into form by these three objects. This undoubtedly caused immense pain, as it emitted a shrill scream like sharp objects dragging over glass. Ning Xiaoxian truly understood the meaning of "ghost’s wail," frowning slightly. There was another golden glow in her hand, clearly revealing a fourth wedge, ready to be thrown.

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