Mo Wanqian's eyes seemed to be able to see through Lu Fan's soul: "Originally, I have already identified candidates, Dong Che, the Japanese shadow ninja, and the group of overseas monks... With their strength, there is no problem if they want to reach the bottom.
But I still feel uneasy.”
"I decided to take you with me."
His eyes were quite proud: "Facts have proved that my choice was correct. Without you, Dong Che's few trashes alone would not be able to help me accomplish all this. They would not be able to stop Miyamoto Ichiro...
Haha, the dignified messenger of the Immortal Palace is just a reckless man without a brain. Under the leadership of this group of trash, the South China Sea Wonderland has come to this day, and it is his own fault."
After listening to Mo Wanqian's long speech, Lu Fan slowly relaxed.
He changed to a more comfortable position and sat on the chair, looking at the South China Sea hero with interest: "So, why do I feel that you are here to win me over?"
It was obvious that Mo Wanqian's plan was implemented smoothly, but fell short at the last step.
He lays out all the steps and possible factors.
But in the last step, it completely failed.
He didn't get the ancestor's living soul.
There is no way to control the golden man.
A lot of work in vain.
And when his deeds were exposed, he wanted to find himself to recover the losses.
"Let's be honest."
Lu Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense to him: "Just tell me what you want to do, and I will think about it and see if I can cooperate with you."
"Do you know who the ancestor's soul that Ichiro Miyamoto wants to awaken is?" Mo Wanqian asked without answering.
"Xu Fu."
Lu Fan said calmly: "Judging from the various traces of the tombs in the plain, Xu Fu placed his own tomb in... No, he forcibly took away the tomb feng shui of the Demon Cave and wanted to turn it into his own tomb."
“The Feng Shui pattern of tombs within tombs and coffins within coffins.”
