He Fang's side.

He had just come down from Kunlun Mountain, and he immediately couldn't wait to dig out that bag, intending to see what the master had written for him.

I didn't expect to open it and look at it, and my face turned green in an instant.

Just four big words.

"Let it be!".

What kind of trick is this?

He Fang almost burst out directly, feeling as if he was being teased by the senior brother.

But there was no evidence, and he didn't dare to turn back to him to ask for an explanation.

"Forget it, let's go back first. "

He Fang naturally knew that he still had to go back to guard the coffin at this time.

What if that thing is really successfully refined and comes out?

It is said that after refining that thing, it is very important to know the first person, because he will learn from that person.

For example, some animals, after they are born, the first living thing they see when they open their eyes will automatically think that it is their mother.

Therefore, after the successful refining of this zombie, it is no exception, of course he has to hurry over and be the first person.

In this way, if he encounters any trouble in the future, he can let the zombie take care of it for him.

Especially when dealing with people like Cheng Fang, it is even more appropriate.

That kid relied on his own skills, so he always wantonly suppressed him in the court, and he didn't take him as a senior brother in his eyes.

These grudges have long been accumulated, just waiting for the storm to break out.

Inside the palace at this time.

"What a piece of rubbish, a bunch of rubbish. "

At this time, the little emperor was taking out his anger at those few people.

Originally, I wanted to get the queen mother, but I didn't expect to be countered by the general.

And it almost hurt him to lose face, how could he bear it.

The emperor was angry. "

Several Heavenly Masters immediately knelt down one after another.

"You say, don't you have great skills on weekdays, why can't you handle the contents of the coffin?"

The little emperor said angrily.

In fact, everyone knew that the coffin was not a cultivating Heavenly Master or anything at all, it was definitely a refined zombie.

It's just that I don't know what tricks they used, so I made such a show.

"This ......

".

Several Heavenly Masters also looked at each other.

In fact, even they didn't know why there was a person in the coffin, and they felt inexplicable.

Although they could sense that there must be zombies in it, zombies could not speak, let alone think.

And the person in the coffin is thinking, and can also speak, logical reasoning is clear, this is not the wisdom that a zombie should have.

"What the hell is going on with that thing, you say?"

The little emperor was also very depressed.

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