Chapter 377 Return From the Dead

Yan Wen couldn't hear the words and could only let go of his hand. He just stared at Hong Yi with his face still cold and the threat still on his lips.

"You have to watch out for beggars!"

"If something goes wrong with my father, don't blame me for taking your life."

Something wrong? Hong Yi glanced at Master Yan, who was already hard on the bed. What else could happen to your father? Did the ashes steal the fertile land? It was still used by the widow to farm.

"Isn't it a bit too much?"

The great monk who knew Master Yan's actual situation couldn't help but said that they were all grasshoppers on the same rope now, and speaking for Hong Yi was also speaking for himself.

"Money is not that easy to make. Now that the list has been revealed, you have to show your true skills."

"But Mr. Yan doesn't."

Halfway through the words, the great monk suddenly felt his throat tightening, and the man with the sword from before took action again.

Wu Chong had an idea and walked to Master Yan's bedside.

Just now, the "Yuanfa" on Hong Yi and the three of them had stopped. Wu Chong saw that the scene ended in this room. He didn't know if this meant that the three of them would die here today. On the contrary, those sword-bearing men were obviously involved in the incident, so why were they not implicated by the 'Yatefa'?

"Master."

Hong Yi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped aside.

After searching with his hand, a wisp of 'Yanfa' power spread along the palm of his hand and into the body of the Yan Family Master on the bed.

The already stiff body twitched twice strangely.

This scene was so frightening that Yan Feng turned green, and subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop him. However, after taking two steps, he remembered what his commander had just said, and had to stop unwillingly. Compared to Yan Wenfa's panic, the commander over there was much more stable. He was not worried about Wu Chong 'rescuing' people. It has been almost half a month since Mr. Yan died. His body functions were all damaged, and even gods descending to earth could not save him. The only thing that surprised him was Wu Chong. Before, his attention had been on the more conspicuous celestial beings in the great monk. Now when Wu Chong came out, he noticed this person.

"good."

Wu Chong's hand left, and Master Yan's body immediately returned to its original state. Even the power of 'Yuanfa' could not bring him back to life.

"What do you mean okay?"

This time it was Yan Qingqing who spoke, and her attention was always on her father. She was not surprised by the extra sword-bearing man in the house. The eldest brother had introduced him to her before when he came back, saying that he was a fellow disciple, and he came back this time to help.

Wu Chong ignored him. The effect of 'Yuanfa' had been tested.

It’s useless to save people

If it were anything else, there would definitely be no other way, but Master Wu has many options here.

If you can’t save him alive, you can fake his corpse!

Master Wu didn't know how many times he had done this routine.

In the palm of his hand, a piece of newly formed human skin turned into a liquid like running water and covered Master Yan's body. 'Master Yan', who was already completely cold, collapsed twice strangely, and then sat up with a sigh.

This scene frightened everyone in the room and took several steps back. Yan Feng was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

The great monk even took off all the Buddhist beads from his neck, holding beads in one hand and a bell in the other. The others were not much better, everyone looked wary.

This fact really challenges their three views.

How can it be!

That bowl of medicine was clearly fed by me myself.

"father!"

Yan Qingqing immediately stepped forward to support Mr. Yan who had just woken up. She was the only one present who didn't know the situation, so she didn't know about the resurrection from the dead. She just thought that Hong Yi's master was so mysterious that he could cure such a serious illness. .

Ahem!

'Master Yan' coughed violently and said nothing. In fact, it was the human skin that began to read the memory of 'Master Yan' more intensively. It's a pity that Mr. Yan has been dead for a long time, and it seems that someone has used special techniques to manipulate his mind. Many of the stored memories have been 'broken', and the content that can be remembered is very limited.

Without enough memory to support it, the human skin has no idea how to function.

"Thank you, Immortal Master."

Yan Qingqing was not surprised. Master Yan was already terminally ill before he fell ill.

This coughing problem, like hers, is hereditary in the family.

"Who are you?! You can actually control demons! If you don't tell me the reason today, you won't be able to leave our Yan family!!"

Yan couldn't see that the old man didn't mean to blame himself, so he immediately started to deflect the conflict.

Thinking of the sword-bearing man he brought back again, the confidence emerged in his heart again.

"You handle it yourself."

Wu Chong casually gave an order to 'Master Yan'. This Master Yan was created after he became a god in the later stages, and it was enough to solve this small scene in the house.

"yes."

Master Yan sat up straight and stopped coughing. His eyes glanced at Yan Wenfa, who had danced the most happily before. This sight frightened Yan Wenfa and kept retreating to the door. Only then did he react, and then he roared in embarrassment.

"If you are old and immortal, why don't you just die? If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time."

When Yan Qingqing next to him heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning.

Everyone else also had different expressions. The ‘masters’ who had been invited in, led by the great monk, gathered together. In addition, Yan Feng and a group of sword-bearing men blocked the exit.

The remaining Wu Chong, Hong Yi and Yan Qingqing, who looked incredulous, stood beside Master Yan's bed.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see."

After waiting for a while, Wu Chong discovered that even if he 'rescued' Master Yan, the destiny method remained unchanged. This new power did not know where it went wrong and needed to be traced back to its origin.

The road to return to virtual reality is stuck. Master Wu lost interest, so naturally he was too lazy to continue wasting time here.

As for the conspiracy of the Sword Bearers and others, this kind of nonsense happens every day in this land, and no one can control it. The person who has something to do with Hong Yi is the little girl Yan Qingqing. It's very simple, just kidnap her away in a while.

When they act in Heifeng Village, they always kidnap people back to the village first and then take care of things later.

"yes."

Hong Yi responded.

These people in front of him looked very powerful, but Hong Yi was definitely full of confidence in his teacher. This is the ‘Black Dangshan God’! Even the founder of the Xi Kingdom had to kneel down to worship a god. How could such a being be resisted by these monsters and snake gods in front of him?

"Young man, are you confident?"

The Lord, who had been silent until now, finally spoke. His eyes glanced at Master Yan who was riding on the bed, and then his eyes fell on Wu Chong.

He was very interested in Wu Chong's method of 'resurrecting the dead'.

"Can you tell me how you saved Mr. Yan? Or was it some kind of cover-up?"

If this kind of power is mastered, their sword bearer will definitely develop faster, and maybe the Lord will also reward him.

Master Wu didn't even bother to look at him.

If you don't know what's interesting, you'll be trampled to death.