As soon as these words came out, Cao Qitian was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed and said: "That's that, that's it. Each of us can carry back a third of these glazed corpses. I estimate that we won't be able to use them all in hundreds of years! It's still Nangong
Brother is very considerate!"
Immediately, he waved his hand: "Come here, take all these glazed corpses away, move them to the outside of the mountain, and then divide them into three parts, and our three families will take them away respectively!"
As he said this, someone came up and started to move the corpses.
"Don't be anxious yet."
"The glass corpse belongs to you, no one can take it away."
At this moment, Luo Daoyu came over with someone.
There are also Luo Wuxiu and other top experts from the Luo family.
They had been following closely behind the large army and did not take risks in front. There were only as many people standing as there were people who came.
In addition, there is Luo Daoyu with mysterious strength.
As a result, among all the people present, the Luo family was the most powerful, and even the Dongfang family could not compete with them.
At this time, Dongfang Xun and others were also following behind the Luo family without saying a word... The general trend has come, and the changes in the world's martial arts pattern have begun to take shape in this small Ziyue Valley.
"Luo...immortal envoy!"
Before Luo Daoyu's name came out of Cao Qitian's mouth, he hurriedly changed his words and was greeted respectfully:
"Is it possible that the immortal envoy has other plans for these glazed corpses? Or maybe he saw other clues?"
Immortal messenger?
Hearing this title, Lu Fan frowned slightly.
Immediately, Luo Daoyu waved his hand and walked towards Lu Fan instead of taking Cao Qitian's words.
"What do you want to do?"
Black Butterfly's nerves were tense, and he subconsciously touched the back of his waist with one hand.
"Your little gadgets are nothing to me. At best, they are just tricks that children play in front of adults."
Luo Daoyu glanced at her with a rather disdainful expression, and then looked at Lu Fan: "You probably didn't expect that after the winery was over that night, we would meet here in this form, right?"
He had a sinister look on his face, as if he was still very resentful about what happened that night: "You killed so many of my Kunlun disciples, and you didn't want to find a place to hide to save your life, but you actually dared to appear openly in this secret realm of Shifang City.