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Chapter 1197 Who is she

Zhou Fan kept teleporting forward, and he had already circled around and headed towards the pit.

Otherwise, if he teleports like this, he will likely enter the depths of the Thousand Machines' giant pit, and may even touch the black and white boundary.

Wei Yun, Du Canyang, Liao Yibai, the man in black behind him, and the man in black are chasing him. In terms of pure body speed, they may not be as good as Zhou Fan, but they have some skills or tools to increase speed, which can prevent them from being thrown away by Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan was not worried about this at all. Not to mention his strong true energy, even if he was exhausted, he could quickly recover his true energy. It was too difficult to keep chasing him.

He was also not worried about the safety of his younger sister and Mo Mo. He had already known that he could find him at any time with his younger sister's dog nose.

He taught my younger sister that once a fight broke out, she would immediately take Mo Mo to escape.

But even if I caught my little sister, no one could kill her and stew her in a pot of stewed dog meat. It really angered her. It may not be sure whoever eats it!

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, what should I do now? This kid is so capable of running away." Wei Yun looked at Zhou Fan running ahead with a gloomy face.

He couldn't hold on with such a fast pursuit, and he might fall behind later.

He glanced at Du Canyang's face turned red like the sunset, and he obviously used some secret techniques to avoid falling behind.

"No hurry." The man in black just slowly spit out two words.

As soon as her words fell, wisps of figures emitting black smoke appeared on the blood grass. There were dozens of such figures, and their positions blocked Zhou Fan's way.

Zhou Fan did not expect that there would be such a scene. His pupils shrank slightly. Looking at the dead bodies covered by the black smoke, he recognized them. These were the corpse puppets of living corpses.

Zhou Fan was silent for a moment. If he used his infinite power, he could quickly pass through these corpse puppets, but the appearance of these corpse puppets changed his mind.

He stopped and turned toward Wei Yun and the other two who were coming towards him.

Zhou Fan stopped, and Wei Yun and the other two stopped quickly, but the five people stood very interesting. Du Canyang stood alone away from the four people, while Wei Yun stood with the man in black, and Liao Yihan stood with the man wearing a white mask and kept a distance from the other three.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, you're too tired to chase us." Wei Yun said with a smile on his face.

Zhou Fan took out the silver square box from the talisman bag. He opened the square box, and the one lying inside the box was Jin Junying.

However, the golden mushroom baby was free from the soil and could no longer move, but the golden light it emitted was still tempting and tempting everyone.

Dozens of corpse puppets dispersed and surrounded everyone. Du Canyang's face turned slightly cold. Liao Yiban and the man wearing a white mask also glanced at the corpse puppets, but their eyes soon fell on Zhou Fan.

"Do you want Jinjunying, right?" Zhou Fan asked with a chuckling.

The five of them dared not act rashly, for fear of forcing Zhou Fan to get angry and destroying Jin Junying, and even dared not use hidden magic. If Zhou Fan noticed it, they would also be unable to bear the consequences.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, we have no grievances or grudges. As long as you hand over the Jinjunying baby, you can leave." Wei Yun said calmly.

"But you all want it." Zhou Fan sighed and said, "Who do you think I should give it to?"

This made Wei Yun, Du Canyang, and Liao Yiban look a little subtle. Wei Yun sneered: "Fellow Daoist Zhao, you don't have to worry about this. You just need to put the Jinjianying on the ground, and we can discuss it slowly."

"If you don't even want to do this, it means that you are just a small plan to alienate and lure us to kill each other."

No one present is a fool, but it is not so easy to be fooled.

"Fellow Daoist Wei is right, Zhao Ba, put the box on the ground." Du Canyang also looked at Zhou Fan with bright eyes and said, "Otherwise, don't blame us for being polite."

Du Canyang would not allow the golden mushroom baby to fall into Zhou Fan's hands. Besides, Zhou Fan put the silver box on the ground, he might not have no chance.

Zhou Fan burst into laughter, as if he had heard an extremely funny joke.

"Why are you laughing at? Are you willing to let go of Jinjunying? Don't delay time." Du Canyang said with a slightly dark face.

"Du Canyang, Du Canyang, I'm laughing at you idiot." Zhou Fan still laughed wildly: "You still want Jin Junying, you're the same as me, and I'm afraid you won't even be able to save your life."

"What are you talking about?" Du Canyang scolded, but his eyes were rolling, obviously increasing his vigilance.

"Fellow Daoist Liao, you two are the same." Zhou Fan glanced at Liao Yihan again.

"No one can kill me." Liao Yiban retorted coldly.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, I'll count three times, you must put down the box." Wei Yun's face showed an anxious look.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, I advise you not to threaten me. After all, this thing is in my hand. If I do..." Zhou Fan put his right hand on Jin Junying: "When the true energy of the palm is vomited, we will slap it and then we will slap it. Du Canyang, Fellow Daoist Liao and the brother who has not spoken. Don't you want to know why I said that?"

"This is a life-threatening event."

Wei Yun's face was slightly dark, and the man in black beside him seemed a little impatient, but Wei Yun shook his head slightly to tell her to rest assured.

"You say it, let me hear it. I see what scary words can you say?" Du Canyang felt suspicious and couldn't help asking.

"Do you recognize what is surrounding us?" Zhou Fan sneered: "If you don't recognize it, then I can tell you that these are corpse puppets refined by living dead corpses with unique techniques!"

A corpse puppet of a living corpse?

Of course, Du Canyang had heard of the names of the living corpses, and Liao Yiban was no exception. Only then did they seriously look at the corpse puppets surrounding them.

Living corpses act secretly and have strong strength, which cannot be resisted by them, those of them.

"Nonsense, this is just an ordinary walking zombie made by my friend." Wei Yun retorted.

Du Canyang and the others knew that these corpse puppets were called by the man in black beside him.

"No, I have seen corpse puppets of living dead corpses, and these are indeed corpse puppets of living dead corpses." Du Canyang said with a slightly cold face. After Zhou Fan reminded him, he finally recognized it.

"That means I didn't lie." Zhou Fan looked at Wei Yun and said sneeringly: "Fellow Daoist Wei, you are dishonest."

"So what if my friend is a living corpse? What does this have to do with you?" Wei Yun's face turned cold: "Do you still have to deal with my friend for Yiluansi?"

Du Canyang was slightly stunned. Yes, even if he was a living corpse, what did it have to do with him?

Liao Yiban and the masked man looked at each other and didn't say anything either.

"But what if her existence threatens our safety?" Zhou Fan pointed at the man in black and said sternly: "Do you know who she is in the living dead body?"
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