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Chapter 435 The son is the king, and the mother is the captive!(2/2)

It is naturally impossible to judge this because of the female ghost's clothing, because she didn't wear anything at all, mainly because of her hairstyle.

As a minister of the court, Zuo Yang naturally had some understanding of all dynasties in the history of the Celestial Empire.

The female ghost was combed in a high bun and exposed her forehead completely. Not only that, the hair on her head was also wrapped up with a special method, like a curved snake, and it was 9 consecutive buns, connected, meaning that it was blessed and expensive...

This is obviously a popular female hairstyle in the Han Dynasty, and it is also a nobleman of the Han Dynasty. The more chain buns there are on his head, the more noble the identity is.

"The son is the king, the mother is the enemy. He pounds the son all day long and is always with death! He is three thousand miles apart, who will tell you?"

The female ghost was still singing constantly, with endless unwillingness and resentment bursting in her eyes. Her limbs crawled forward like a snake, and one hand tried to stretch forward, as if she wanted to grab Zuo Yang's feet.

"This sentence..."

The female ghost's voice gradually became clearer from low to high. Zuo Yang finally heard the content of these sentences clearly. At first, he just felt familiar. After chanting in his heart, his expression suddenly changed.

"Is it her!"

Zuo Yang was shocked again, and the identity of the female ghost was almost about to emerge.

But as the female ghost got closer, before...

Zuo Yang took out two pieces of yellow paper after he had a "swish" sound, and his teeth suddenly bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a drop of essence and blood flew out of his mouth. Then Zuo Yang stretched out his hand again, pinched the drop of essence and blood in his hand with a light twist, and waved it up and down in the air. The essence and blood dragged two strange trajectories to disperse.

In the blink of an eye, all the essence and blood fell on the two yellow papers, automatically forming two very complex symbols, and the talisman was already formed.

"A bad beast!"

Zuo Yang shouted lightly, his eyes widened and looked at the female ghost and cursed with great momentum, "How dare you be rude to me? Do you really think I dare not destroy you!"

While talking.
Chapter completed!
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