Lu Fan's mind was shaken, his movement flashed, and he rushed towards Mu Kang.
The next second.
An arm stretched out and took the white figure from Mukang's hand.
Immediately afterwards, Makang felt his shoulders sink.
A strong force came, pulling him out of the river and throwing him to the ground.
The whole process only takes a breath.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The black butterfly stood stunned on the spot.
Lu Fan has never shown his true strength since he came back from Japan.
Even so, it had given them strong shocks again and again before.
But just now, at the speed that Lu Fan showed, she didn't feel the fluctuations of Qi at all. It was entirely the power of the physical body that could reach such a speed.
How strong is he now?
Involuntarily, she looked at Hai Ziyuan.
With that distance and that move just now, if Lu Fan had murderous intentions, with Hai Ziyuan's current strength as a grand master, I'm afraid she wouldn't have a chance to use the sword and would die in Lu Fan's hands.
"It's a woman."
Lu Fan carried Bai Ying to the shore, bent down and placed it at his feet, and spoke calmly.
"Alive or dead?" Jiang He and others also came over. From the initial panic, they quickly regained their composure after seeing Lu Fan's skills.
I saw, on the ground, a cold female corpse, naked and naked, and the skin all over her body was so pale that it was almost transparent, so white that even in the dark, the luster could be seen.
Everyone mistakenly thought that there was something luminous floating down from the river.
Moreover, the face of the female corpse is also beautifully preserved and lifelike.
At first glance, it looks like a beautiful woman taking a bath and just falling asleep.
"I died peacefully." Huang Bin said softly.
"Could he have died just now? It looks like he hasn't been dead for a long time." Jiang He murmured.
"He didn't just die, but he died for a long time."
Licorice, who had been silent all the way, walked to the body, bent down and knelt on the ground, and stared at the body carefully:
"This kind of corpse with transparent skin is known as the glazed corpse in ancient books. This is a special corpse that can be formed through special burial methods and years of accumulation."
"At the very least, it will take two thousand years."
"Two thousand years?"
Upon hearing this number, everyone's faces turned pale.
Two thousand years means that this corpse died more than two thousand years ago.
"I think she seems to have flowed down from the upper reaches of the river. Are there more corpses like this in the upper reaches?" Huang Bin said with a somewhat ugly expression.
"The problem is not upstream, but in the body of this female corpse."
There was a thoughtful expression in Lu Fan's eyes: "Turn the light closer and take a look. Are there any runes carved on the skin of this corpse?"
Indeed, the skin of the female corpse was covered with tadpole-like runes, which were profound and difficult to understand.
"Why do I feel like I've seen these runes before?"
Licorice put her face close to the corpse and observed it carefully.
"The place where the Suspended Soul Staircase connects, where we jumped from just now, has the same runes carved on the wall." Lu Fan said.
"Oh! Why does it look so familiar? It's exactly the same as the runes we saw above!"
Huang Bin's face showed an expression of sudden realization.
But then, his face was filled with doubts again: "But, what do these runes mean?"