The tiny doll stiffly climbed up from the ground, dragging his long clothes, and stood at Su Ruiying's feet with his head lowered and remained motionless.
Jun Wu Xie looked at the scene before her with surprise. It was just before that moment when the figure moved, she seemed to feel a breath of humanity.
But...
How can that be?
Su Ruiying looked at Jun Wu Xie's surprise. Her bloody mouth twitched with pride. She supported her chin with one hand, raised a hand, and twirled her finger in a large circle above the little puppet. It was as if there was something pulling it as it followed and spun around.
The breath that had just disappeared appeared again at this moment.
