Capítulo 178: One hundred seventy-two, Puppet Master

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Sangmo looked at the puppet doll's sinister smile and couldn't help but feel a chill creep up her spine,

She instinctively turned her head to look behind her, only to see the dolls that had been sitting in the corner had all disappeared without a trace.

Before she had time to react, a chill suddenly descended from above her head, Sangmo looked up and saw a long-haired doll in a white dress, with clawed hands, swooping down towards her.

She quickly raised her sword to strike upwards, but the doll revealed an evil smirk and nimbly dodged with a spin.

At the same time, another fierce palm wind suddenly struck towards Sangmo's chest, she was too late to dodge and could only retreat in panic.

The sword had not yet fallen when that palm wind already landed solidly on her chest.