Lu Fan frowned even more, because now he was almost certain that the dagger held by Cao Qitian was the same dagger that appeared in the cemetery and communicated with him.
"Haha, do you want to ask me why this dagger fell into my hands?"
The puzzled expression on Lu Fan's face made Cao Qitian feel extremely happy.
"Do you know the origin of this sword?" Lu Fan asked tentatively.
"Haha, I don't know the origin of this sword."
Cao Qitian sneered and said, "But I know why those skeleton armies suddenly retreated when they were in the cemetery."
"Because of……"
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
"It's because in this black dagger is the remnant soul of the sealer Shifang City monk!"
An arrogant voice suddenly sounded.
Hearing this voice, Lu Fan's face suddenly sank.
Then he turned his head and saw a group of white figures striding out of the darkness.
The leader was none other than Luo Wuxiu, who had completely disappeared since entering Ziyue Valley!
Behind him were dozens of Luo family members.
And there is another person, like the stars holding the moon, walking in the middle of this group of people.
Luo Gusha!
Even though this person didn't speak, his whole body exuded a heart-stopping aura of sinister aura.
But no one knows better than Lu Fan that the "Luo Gu Sha" in front of him is not the real Luo Gu Sha at all.
The real Luo Gusha is already dead.
What now occupies his body is the remnant soul of the ancient Kunlun Sect.
A very ambitious, cruel and murderous guy.
"Haha, you never thought, Lu Fan, that we would meet again in this place and in this way."
Luo Gusha walked out of the crowd and looked at Lu Fan with a cold and arrogant expression: "I never thought that you would be the first to arrive and discover the secret of Shifang City."