"Cover it up quick!"
You hurriedly pulled the black plastic sheet back over Nie Ying's body.
Xian Qianling saw this and looked at you with a grave expression, asking, "What just happened? Why did Nie Ying's body start smoking when it was exposed to sunlight?"
You didn't speak but took out a yellow talisman from your pocket, bit the tip of your finger, drew a curse seal on the talisman, and then lifted the black plastic sheet to stick it on Nie Ying's forehead.
"Her body has been refined by someone; she can now be considered a zombie."
"What!?" Xian Qianling immediately became furious, "Who did she offend for someone to torture her like this!"
You remained silent, quietly closing your eyes.
Because when you placed the talisman on Nie Ying's forehead, you severed the connection between the zombie and the person who refined her; at the same time, you distinctly felt a gaze from afar looking towards you.