But as he cursed, Yang Xiao seemed completely indifferent, his hands kept moving, and he once again peeled off the Great Protector's face alive, this time attaching the samurai puppet's face.
Because the samurai puppet was tall and burly, with large skin, and the disciples of the Withered Bone Pavilion were all thin as ghosts. The samurai's face almost enveloped the entire head of the Great Protector, creating a chillingly beautiful scene.
"Kill me! Kill me!" Wrapped in the foreign skin, the Great Protector struggled painfully and begged, "Please, Ming Emperor Grandpa, please... please be kind!"
Yang Xiao remained unmoved. Annoyed by the noise, he raised his Ghost Bamboo Stick and casually smoothed over the Great Protector's lips, sticking them together.
