An Ziqi was taken aback, got up hurriedly, turned to look at her and asked.

"What's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Do you need my help? "

The makeup artist seemed to hear nothing, but stared at her steadily without saying a word.

An Ziqi couldn't help but feel a little hairy when she saw her.

Although with her current strength, no matter what the woman is doing, she doesn't need to be afraid.

But anyone who is stared at with this kind of eyes will feel uncomfortable.

An Ziqi frowned, "I don't need your help on my side, you can go now."

I don't know what triggered the words, the makeup artist finally got a reaction, raising his leg and walking towards An Ziqi.

An Ziqi's frowning brows did not relax at all, on the contrary, the frowning became tighter.

If you look carefully, you will find that the makeup artist in front of her not only looks weird, but her walking pace and form are also weird.

It looks like...like...

An Ziqi thought and thought, and finally realized that the woman's walking pace was not like a normal person at all, just like a puppet.

Controlled by someone, she was walking towards her step by step stiffly.

An Ziqi immediately released a trace of spiritual power, spreading towards the woman.

However, at the moment when the spiritual power touched the woman, An Ziqi still had time to feel what was going on with this woman in the future.

That spiritual power seemed to sink into the ocean, and it disappeared directly into the woman's body.

Without waiting for An Ziqi to move again, the woman seemed to be stimulated by this spiritual power. The whole person changed from the slow stiffness before, waving her hands at an exaggerated speed towards An Ziqi.

If you change to the former An Ziqi, facing such a situation, you will definitely not be able to escape.

But the current An Ziqi is different. This woman's extremely exaggerated speed in the eyes of normal people is like a slow motion that has been broken down in her eyes, and it does not pose any threat to her at all.

An Ziqi looked strangely, and before the woman's hands caught her slender and fragile neck, she raised her hand to use her spiritual power.

A strong spiritual force gushes from her palm, splits into several strands, and directly wraps around the woman's limbs, binding her in mid-air, unable to move.

An Ziqi felt the spiritual power tied to the woman's body.

Although it is very weak, she can feel that there is a faint power in this woman, which is quietly pulling her spiritual power, slowly absorbing a trace.

An Ziqi felt that this power was a bit familiar, but she couldn't remember where this familiarity came from.

The woman was controlled by her spiritual power in mid-air, unable to move, she could only struggle desperately, forcibly driving the power in her body, trying to break An Ziqi's restriction on her.

However, her little power is really not enough in front of An Ziqi's powerful spiritual power.

Until her eyes, nose, and mouth continued to spill blood, she did not break free from An Ziqi's restraint.

An Ziqi twisted her eyebrows, who is this woman?

Will appear here today, is it deliberately aimed at her?

There are not many cultivators, and almost all of them live in seclusion in the mountains and forests.

Xiao Chen once said that the earth is now in the Age of Domination, and the spiritual energy is so thin that it can almost be ignored.