Yan Wen couldn't hear the words and could only let go of his hand. He just stared at Hong Yi with a cold expression on his face and the threat on his lips.
"You have to watch out for beggars!"
"If something happens to my father, don't blame me for taking your life."
What went wrong? Hong glanced at Mr. Yan who was already hard on the bed. What else could go wrong with your father? The ashes were stolen from the fertile land? Or were they used by the widow for farming?
"Isn't it a bit too much?"
The great monk who knew Master Yan's actual situation couldn't help but said that they were all grasshoppers on a rope now, and speaking for Hong Yi was also speaking for himself.
"Money is not that easy to make. Now that the ranking has been revealed, you must show your true skills."
"But Master Yan..."
In the middle of the great monk's words, he suddenly felt his throat tightening, and the man with the sword before took action again.
Wu Chong had an idea and walked to Master Yan's bedside.
Just now, the "Yuanfa" on Hong Yi and the three of them stopped. Wu Chong saw that the scene ended in this room. He didn't know if this meant that the three of them would die here today. On the contrary, those three
A sword-bearing man has obviously been involved in the incident, so why hasn't he been implicated by 'Yatefa'?
"Master."
Hong Yi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped aside.
After searching with his hand, a wisp of 'Yanfa' power spread along the palm of his hand and into the body of the Yan Family Master on the bed.
The already stiff body twitched twice strangely.
This scene was so frightening that Yan Wenfa turned green, and subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop him. However, after taking two steps, he remembered what his commander had just said, and had to stop unwillingly. Compared to Yan Wenfa's panic, the commander over there
It is much more stable. He is not worried about Wu Chong 'reviving' people. It has been almost half a month since Mr. Yan died, and his body functions are necrotic. Even gods descending to earth cannot save him. The only thing that makes him a little surprised
It was Wu Chong. Before, his attention had been focused on some of the more conspicuous celestial beings in the great monk. Now when Wu Chong came out, he noticed this person.
"good."
Wu Chong's hand left, and Master Yan's body immediately returned to its original state. Even the power of 'Yuanfa' could not bring him back to life.
"What do you mean okay?"
The person speaking this time was Yan Qingqing. Her attention had been on her father. She was not surprised by the extra sword-bearing man in the room. Her eldest brother had introduced him to her before when he came back and said he was a fellow disciple. This time
I came back just to help.
Wu Chong ignored him, as the effect of 'Yuanfa' had been tested.
It's useless to save people...
If it were anything else, there would definitely be no other way, but Master Wu has many options here.
If you can’t save him alive, you can fake his corpse!
Master Wu did not know how many times he had done this routine.
In the palm of his hand, a piece of newly formed human skin turned into a liquid like running water and covered Master Yan's body. The already cold 'Master Yan' collapsed twice strangely, and then sat up with a sigh.
This scene frightened everyone in the room and took several steps back. Yan Feng was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
The great monk even took off all the Buddhist beads from his neck, holding beads in one hand and a bell in the other. The others were not much better, and everyone looked wary.
This fact really challenges their three views.
How can it be!
That bowl of medicine was clearly fed by me myself.
"father!"
Yan Qingqing immediately stepped forward to support Mr. Yan who had just woken up. She was the only one present who didn't know the situation, so she didn't know about the resurrection from the dead. She just thought that Hong Yi's master was so mysterious that he could cure such a serious illness.
.
Ahem!
'Mr. Yan' coughed violently and did not speak. In fact, the human skin began to read the memory of 'Mr. Yan'. Unfortunately, Master Yan had been dead for a long time, and his brain seemed to have been manipulated using special techniques.
Through manipulation, many of the stored memories have been 'broken', and the content that can be remembered is very limited.
Without enough memory to support it, the human skin has no idea how to function.
"Thank you, Immortal Master."
Yan Qingqing was not surprised. Master Yan was already terminally ill before he fell ill.
This cough problem is the same as hers, it is inherited in the family.
"Who are you?! You can actually use magic! If you don't tell me why today, you won't be able to leave our Yan family!
"
Yan couldn't see that the old man didn't mean to blame himself, so he immediately started to deflect the conflict.
Then he thought of the sword-bearing man he had brought back, and the confidence emerged in his heart again.
"You handle it yourself."
Wu Chong casually gave an order to 'Master Yan' in human skin. This Master Yan was created after he became a god in the later stage, and it was enough to solve this small scene in the house.
"yes."
Mr. Yan sat up straight and stopped coughing. His eyes glanced at Yan Wenfa, who had danced the most happily before. This sight frightened Yan Wenfa and kept retreating to the door. Only then did he react, and then he roared in embarrassment.
"I'm so old, why don't you just die? If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time."
When Yan Qingqing next to him heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning.
Everyone else also had different expressions. The 'masters' who had been invited in, led by the great monk, gathered together. In addition, Yan Feng and a group of sword-bearing men blocked the exit.
The remaining Wu Chong, Hong Yi and Yan Qingqing, who looked incredulous, stood beside Master Yan's bed.
"Let's go, there's nothing left to see."
After waiting for a while, Wu Chong discovered that even if he 'rescued' Master Yan, the destiny method remained unchanged. This brand-new power did not know where it went wrong and needed to be regenerated.
The road back to the void was stuck. Master Wu lost interest, so naturally he was too lazy to continue wasting time here.
As for the conspiracy of the Sword Bearers and the others, this kind of nonsense happens every day in this land, and no one can control it. The person who has something to do with Hong Yi is the little girl Yan Qingqing. It's very simple.
Just kidnap him and take him away.
When they act in Heifeng Village, they always kidnap people back to the village first and then do things later.
"yes."
Hong Yi responded.
These people in front of me looked very powerful, but Hong Yi was absolutely full of confidence in his teacher. This was the 'Heidang Mountain God'! Even the founder of the Xi Kingdom had to kneel down to worship a god. How could such an existence be in front of him?
These monsters and monsters can be resisted.
"Young man, are you confident?"
The Lord, who had been silent until now, finally spoke. His eyes glanced at Master Yan who was riding on the bed, and then his eyes fell on Wu Chong.
He was very interested in Wu Chong's method of "resurrecting the dead".
"Can you tell me how you saved Mr. Yan? Or was it some kind of cover-up..."
If they master this kind of power, their sword bearers will definitely develop faster, and maybe the Lord will also reward him.
Master Wu didn't even bother to look at him.
If you don't know what's interesting, you'll be trampled to death.