After reading the letter, Wang Jingyu also frowned into the word "明".

"Old Huang is playing with fire."

“How to say it?”

"Because we don't understand the secret technique of corpse raising in the Nether Corpse Sect, after all, it is the core inheritance of their sect, so now Lao Huang and Junior Sister Li are starting various experiments to manipulate Hua Wusheng.

The best thing is to make it a living dead person, that is, a golden corpse.

Or..."

"Or wake it up?"

Wang Jingyu nodded:

"Although Hua Wusheng was an abandoned disciple of Tianjian Sect, he couldn't help himself at that time.

If we…”

"What can we get?" Qin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and then said, "Or even if we have nothing to ask for, are you sure those proud swordsmen will accept our kindness?"

Wang Jingyu was silent. Now Wuyou Villa seems to have ushered in a big victory, but in fact it is in an extremely dangerous situation. Some behaviors that are suspected of causing trouble are absolutely impossible.

The two forces that are incompatible with Tianjianmen and Zhudaotang are not only because of the different concepts of swords and swords, but also because of their personalities.

The disciple of Tianjianmen is just a word, apo, while the disciple of Zhudaotang is just a word, abusive!

Generally, forces were unwilling to deal with these two parties, and the Hua Wusheng incident at that time made Tianjian Sect unable to find a partner for help.

However, in recent years, some changes have occurred in the Tianjian Sect. After Hua Wusheng’s rebellion, they took the initiative to marry a powerful marquis in the court.

This can be regarded as indirectly bowing to Daxuan. Unfortunately, the Daxuan Dynasty itself had a lot of problems later, and this marriage did not bring much help to the Tianjian Sect.

"He is a great master, right?"

"Did the owner of the manor say Hua Wusheng?"

"Um."

"Yes, his strength during his lifetime is probably similar to that of the Wind Guard. If it explodes in full, it will be stronger."

A hint of eagerness flashed in Feng Mo's eyes. He is now eager to improve his strength. After all, Qin Fan's progress speed is too lively.

For the great master, in addition to the accumulation in daily life, it requires more inspiration when fighting.

"That's good." Qin Fan said lightly.

Wang Jingyu was puzzled until Feng Mo pointed to the direction of Wuli Guihe.

At this moment, Wang Jingyu realized something, and a corpse there turned into a handful of powder and sank to the bottom of the Ghost River forever.

He is Wu Yong, the master of the Wanpo Palace.

Therefore, a great master who is immortal is always useful to Qin Fan. Even if he cannot control it, he can contribute his final value.
Chapter completed!