The fateful body is a very special existence.

Their appearance is by no means an accident. Just like the arrival of the player and the choice of himself as the only authority, these are things that Qin Fan will not think deeply about for the time being, but will not turn a blind eye to him.

Because Qin Fan knew very well that the height he was currently standing could only look at the entire Jiuzhou, and it was already the limit to make some arrangements in advance for the sake of the sky.

If you waste your time on this secret that you may never get an answer, it will be more than worth the loss.

But now he has noticed the truth about a corner of his life.

That is, every destiny body is not chosen from birth.

Just like the current situation, the chain of fate belonging to Zhang Wuji will choose the most suitable goal among countless people who are in line with Zhang Wuji.

This suitability is not only reflected in its similarity with the original owner of the destiny body, but may also involve unknown factors such as luck and potential in this world.

So in Qin Fan's previous opinion, it was just a joke in artificial fate plan, but there was actually a certain feasibility.

Fortunately, the first experimental subject selected by the player was Zhang Ergou.

His own factors determine that he can have a chance to compete with the real Zhang Wuji who is unknown where he is hiding and chosen by the way of heaven.

Even if this chance of winning may only account for 10% at the beginning.

"Master Ghost Lord." Everyone also discovered Qin Fan and bowed to him one by one.

Zhang Wuji quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and he held a glimmer of hope on his face and said, "Master Ghost Lord, you can definitely save your father, right?"

"With Su Changqing's medical skills, if you notice that your father still has a glimmer of hope, even if he can't cure himself, he will suggest going to invite the old guys from Tianyi Pavilion..."

Qin Fan's words completely sank Zhang Wuji's heart, and his voice became deeper and deeper:

"I see."

Then he turned around and began to direct the drug storm to continue setting up the poisonous storm, but at the same time, the sound of tears falling on his feet were mixed with his words.

Qin Fan looked at the chain of fate that stretched out another piece, and was still hesitating and going back and forth. After frowned slightly, he directly wrapped it around Zhang Wuji.

"cough......"

The next second, Qin Fan spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned much pale, looking sick.

At the same time, he also found that the vortex that had penetrated the other end of the chain had disappeared.

"Master!" Yue Piaoling came to Qin Fan anxiously, and looked at Zhishan, the three elders of the Dao Realm and other allies in the Ghost Market.

"I'm fine, but when I killed Murong Ye, I spent too much effort and forced myself to suppress my injuries, so..." Before I could finish my words, another blood stain flowed out from the corner of Qin Fan's mouth.

"Ahem!" Qin Fan calmly took out his handkerchief and wiped it clean. The backlash he suffered was not heavy, and it was far inferior to the last time he helped Hei Shisan escape from his fate.

And this little injury was worth it in his opinion. Although he found that the chain of fate that was forcibly entangled on Zhang Wuji was released again, because there was no vortex, it could only float on Zhang Wuji's head now.

So it is only a matter of time before Ergouzi becomes the real Zhang Wuji.

Of course, in order to prevent the vortex from appearing again during this period, Zhang Guchen had to die for a while.

Then he let all the experts from Guishi enter the first class cabin. Yi Wuzhen, whose eyes were originally a little dark, looked obviously stunned when he saw Zhang Guchen, who had been forced to wake up by Su Changqing.

Just as she was about to speak, she saw Zhang Guchen shut up and silent. At Qin Fan's instructions, Liu Lisha even arranged several sound insulation barriers, and other masters also added several layers of mental barriers.

"The poison doctor just lied to you under my secret instruction.

First of all, because of Zhang Ergou, Lao Zhang's death gave him the opportunity to become Zhang Wuji.

Then it is related to this war, and one of the masters who really belong to my ghost market needs to die.

So Lao Zhang will live a life of an invisible person next."

Zhang Guchen nodded repeatedly to agree to this. If Qin Fan hadn't poured him a bottle of blood, he would have been dead.

Of course, what is more important is that it is obviously a shortcut to become a destiny if a father does not want his son to become a destiny.

For example, Zhang Wuji, in addition to the death of both parents and the disasters are all in the early stages, the winner who enjoys happiness with his eyes closed is the best choice among the original owners of the destiny.

Zhang Guchen also knew a little about the artificial fate plan before, but in his opinion, this was like playing house, but now that he has confirmed that Qin Fan, his eyes are full of expectations.

Perhaps other forces just treat the desperate pawnshop as an unreliable rumor, but in the ghost market, they are extremely sure that Qin Fan has special abilities related to fate.

Since the other party said that his Ergouzi could really become a winner in life, it goes without saying that he would pretend to die, even if he died, he would be willing to die.

"By the way, although this matter seems to be only hidden from Ergouzi, it is only known to the senior management of the ghost market." Qin Fan did not forget to remind him.

Everyone present nodded repeatedly, and at this time Yue Piaoling asked:

"Lord, then are we going to withdraw now?"

"Retreat? The war has begun, so we must continue to fight. These 100,000 people are one of the sacrifices needed. Besides, what I hope to see is a war that everyone in the ghost market won together by their concerted efforts!

Our performance on the top of the sword mountain before was enough. Compared to making a person a hero, all those involved in this battle should be heroes.

And there is no greater reward than the moment of glory that feels as a hero as you welcome the victory with your own hands!”

Qin Fan's originally pale face showed a flush due to his excitement, which made his expression look like a kind of madness hidden under his weakness.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Is it like the previous beast tide battle?" Zhang Guchen thought.

Zhang Guchen personally participated in the beast tide war. He knew very well that if all his masters were dispatched, they would not need to win so tragic, but Qin Fan intended to let the entire Xuanyang Domain harvest the results in the end.

It was also because of the victory of that battle that resulted in the subsequent stability of the Xuanyang Domain.

Of course there are many things that he can't see through.

Now he has gradually understood that instead of letting a person gain countless worships, he should choose to let many people voluntarily become the cornerstone of the victory throne. This kind of personal participation can strengthen their sense of belonging to the ghost market.

At the same time, just as Qin Fan said, when they accept glory, they will become heroes.

Heroes are not that easy to behave. After taking on this title, they naturally have to shoulder their due responsibilities and obligations.

But even if someone thinks of this, he will never give up the glory of a hero.

Because flowers and applause are the most difficult poisons in the world.

'I am worthy of being the Lord Ghost Lord.' Zhang Guchen sighed lightly, and seeing that the other party had already thought of the answer, Qin Fan did not explain more.

Then Su Changqing began to go forward to check the situation of everyone one by one. Now, except for a few combat madmen, the others had no intention of continuing to fight. The game between wisdom and power this night had already made him tired.

After a while, after taking the pills given by Su Changqing, the masters found a room to go to bed first.

Mo Kaixin quietly pulled Qin Fan to the corner.

"I can't provide black fire for the time being." Looking at the other party's eagerness to try, Qin Fan said quickly.

"I understand everything!" Mo Kaixin raised his eyebrows, "After the collapse of the sword mountain, I found that a weapon refining formation was portrayed in the center of it that gathered the dead energy and resentment into the fire of ghost roasting.

Speaking of which, I also underestimated the swordsmen in the Sword Casting Hall, and their talents in casting are really good.

It was because I went to the Ghost Market and was affected by such a strong dead energy that I developed this unique forging fire, but depending on their situation, I might have developed the important theory of rebirth from death decades earlier."

Qin Fan rolled his eyes helplessly: "Be direct, tell the purpose."

"Bring me with me!" Mo Kaixin's eyes showed a hint of fanaticism, which was much weaker than when she developed the black fire, but it also made her expression reveal a unique madness that scientists had.

"I understand, then you can come with me now." Qin Fan's answer was very decisive, and he also happened to need a professional talent.

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In the business class of the airship.

After Zhishan said to everyone Amitabha Buddha, he whispered to the "Sutra of Ksitigarbha's Rebirth" in a seat.

And a pair of eyes were quietly looking at him, it was Duan Yu.

Although he was a participant in the melee at the top of the Knife Mountain, he didn't know much about the melee situation with Murong Fu, so he didn't know how this Buddhist son turned against him and showed such strong strength.

"No, I still have to fight." Hearing the sound coming from my ears, Duan Yu quickly withdrew his gaze, and then pressed Fang Baoyu beside him.

"Brother Fang, even if you want to fight, you will recover first. Swallowing two pills without using the power to digest the medicinal power. What's the difference between running to die?"

Fang Yunhua, who was sitting on the other side of Fang Baoyu, also nodded repeatedly.

He originally had some dark thoughts and hoped that Fang Baoyu would die the best, but after knowing the current situation in the Bazhou, he felt that Fang Baoyu should still be alive, otherwise he could return to the Northeast Prefecture, which had been completely in war with his own small innate realm.

So at this moment he hopes that Fang Baoyu will live more than anyone else.

"Cousin, I know you are trying to keep the ranking that Uncle Zhong has won for you, and you are worried that you will be caught up by others in this short time.

But the following are all military forces fighting. Even if you barely kill two innate realms, this record is of little use.

More importantly, once you die, Uncle Zhong’s sacrifice will be completely in vain!”

Hearing the word "Uncle Zhong", Fang Baoyu, who was stubborn to rush down to fight bloody battles, calmed down. After nodding, he began to concentrate on digesting the medicinal power.

Obviously he did not want to give up on the battle, but he already understood that in order to maintain his ranking on the Qianlong List, he needed to ensure his life safety first.

When Fang Yunhua finally calmed down, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was able to survive until the end, thanks to his cooperation with Xue Yan, the slut. The two of them have been wandering in a safer area on the battlefield, but they have also avoided the remaining energy that broke out when some powerful people confronted each other many times.

Finally, he realized that the sword mountain was about to collapse, and he rushed to Fang Zhong's side regardless of everything, so he managed to save his life.

Yin Buxuan has almost the same experience as him.

"Huh? Junior brother, are you still alive?" Ning Xiaoyao really didn't notice Yin Bulai, because when the sword mountain collapsed, the other party grabbed Tai Da tightly and buried his whole body under his thick fur.

Later, he even recognized that Fatty Da was so stubborn that he was just stubborn and contributed all his family, which made Fatty Da barely agree to the existence of this pendant on his body.

It was not until he entered the airship that he jumped off his fat body.

"Big... Senior Brother Ning!" Yin Buqing really wants to cry now. Compared to Fang Yunhua's innate realm, he has escaped from danger many times. He can survive in the Tongmai realm, which is really a blessing from God.

"Okay, don't scream first. Take advantage of the temporary safety now. You can help the three masters to refine more array diagrams. The main work cannot be done. You can do small things with scraps." Before Yin Bulai was about to jump on him and wipe his tears, Ning Xiaoyao pushed him directly to the three elders of the Dao Realm.

Yin Bulai was obviously shocked by the four words "temporary safety" mentioned by the other party.

"Senior Brother Ning, what you mean is that there is still danger!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "This is not accurate. It is always good to make more preparations. Besides, we will have to go back to the Dao Realm next. With the current war situation, it is not surprising that any accidents will happen along the way." Ning Xiaoyao said with a serious face.

He really didn't expect that his own forces would take this opportunity to directly announce the independence of the Daxuan Dynasty. Fortunately, it was not only Daoyu's family who did this.

Now the Ghost Market is obviously standing on the side of the Daxuan Dynasty, so their alliance with the Dao Domain is still counted. He has to worry about this, and of course what makes him feel even more anxious is...

Then he saw Xue Wuxia cast a look at him. At the other party's instructions, he walked to him. Xue Wuxia had said before that he would give him an explanation, and now it is the best opportunity.

After all, if you can't reach an agreement, it's easy to start...

Ning Xiaoyao swallowed, and a jade tablet used to open the array diagram appeared in the palm of his right hand.

"I am the Taoist son of the Dao Realm."

The voice in the voice sounded in my ears was a little cold, but it was the most satisfactory answer for Ning Xiaoyao.

"Senior sister understands me!" Ning Xiaoyao put away the jade token and breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared to the mysterious relationship between Xue Wuxia and the Ghost Market, Ning Xiaoyao actually wanted to hear just this sentence.

Since he is a Taoist son of the Taoist realm, it means that he will not do anything unfavorable to the Taoist realm. Both he and Xue Wuxia understand that this is also a promise.

As for the others, even if Xue Wuxia dares to say it, Ning Xiaoyao dares not listen.

He knew very well that the more he died, the faster he died. At this moment, Ning Xiaoyao felt that the death intention that lingers in his heart completely disappeared, which made him, who had been on a vigilance, suddenly feel a sense of fatigue surged all over his body.
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