The Fake Daughter Made a Sensation All Over the World By Relying on Metaphysics

"Ah—" Liu Qingdai covered her head and squatted on the ground, the pain made her cry out uncontrollably.

Asuka was alarmed and flew away in an instant.

Liu Zidai also couldn't help rolling on the ground, her back was covered in blood, and there seemed to be some scorched smell spreading in the air.

"Why?" Liu Qingdai didn't know where the strength came from at this moment, and immediately rushed towards Liu Qingdai.

Liu Qingdai didn't notice it for a while, and was thrown down immediately. Liu Zidai, who was pressing on her, had a grim face, the pain made her break out in cold sweat, and asked loudly: "Why?"

The pain in the cranial nerves made Liu Qingdai unable to answer this question.

"Why?" Gu Muran answered this question for Liu Qingdai, "Because there is a formation below, a formation that needs to be sacrificed to be activated."

"Your sister, but wants you to die."

It was clearly the face of an angel, but at this moment, Gu Muran's light and ethereal voice made people tremble inexplicably.

Especially Liu Zidai: "Impossible—"

She defended loudly, completely ignoring the pull from her back, her face turned pale from the pain, and she murmured: "My sister... no, no!"

"Do you think you were expelled from the Taoist sect just for passing on information?" Gu Muran's voice nailed Liu Zidai back to reality.

She said: "Do you know why the Liu family only publicly said that you are the only young lady?"

"Because—your sister was sent to the Warlock Association by your father a long time ago."

The Wizards Association?

The Wizards Association...

so……

"Sister, are you... already a magician?" When Liu Zidai asked this question, she didn't know what kind of mood she used to ask this question.

She heard herself growl: "How can you become a warlock? A warlock is a disaster for the country—"

"Sorcerer?" Liu Qingdai put one hand on the ground, the pain in her head eased a little, she tilted her head to look at her sister.

Sneered: "Do you know how old I was when I was first sent to the Warlock Association? Eight years old..."

"But...that can't be a sorcerer..." Liu Qingdai has been in Taoism for several years, and she knows the status of a sorcerer: "That is a traitor who will be insulted!"

Liu Qingdai stood up and looked down at Liu Zidai:

"Do you know how the whole family of the Liu family, more than a hundred people, died back then?"

"I don't regret being a sorcerer in this life. On the other hand, a mystic is a pious guy—"

After Liu Qingdai finished speaking, her eyes turned slightly, and she suddenly looked at Gu Muran, "Don't be too happy, one day, your mystic master will be scolded by the world."

"My Liu family has more than a hundred lives, and one day I will take it back from you."

After saying that, she suddenly stretched out her hand, and the flexible whip suddenly wrapped around Liu Zidai, tightening even more.

Liu Zidai's pain was magnified little by little, and the pain made the cold sweat on her head unstoppable.

She didn't even have time to question, she just felt the howling cold wind all around her ears, she could even feel that her toes were off the ground at this moment, and the pain made her mind go blank at the moment.

Action happens only in the blink of an eye.

When Gu Muran realized what Liu Qingdai wanted to do, he made a move immediately.

The transparent spiritual power was like a giant dragon, wrapping around Liu Zidai's limbs in an instant.

The scene became a little frozen in an instant.

Su Muhuai looked dumbfounded.

From the red tombstone to the appearance of the corpse, Su Muhuai was completely shocked.

But it was far less shocking than seeing my sister in front of me throwing her down the mountain without saying a word.