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Chapter 17 Boy, let's talk! [For further reading, ask for a monthly pass! 】

"hiss"

Looking at the suddenly revived Bai Haichan, Fang Chen's pupils suddenly shrank.

Even though he had known for a long time that Bai Haichan would be resurrected, he was still surprised.

When he touched the corpse just now, he noticed it.

Not only did the other party lose his breath, but even his heart stopped beating.

Unexpectedly, it can be resurrected under such circumstances.

It seems that the cultivators in this world are really miraculous.

"Fake corpses! No, according to the rumors, zombies can't speak."

Seeing this scene, Fang Han was immediately taken aback, and quickly leaned towards his brother Fang Chen.

"It's okay, he may have been resurrected from the dead!"

Pulling Fang Han behind him, Fang Chen comforted him.

"Did you save me?"

The corpse heard the movement and turned its head.

Seeing Fang Chen and Fang Han behind him, his eyes darkened, and he asked.

"Yes, so to speak."

Fang Chen collected himself and said calmly.

"Your boy is very calm. Judging by the way you two are dressed, which family's servants are you?"

"When ordinary slaves find me, they will choose to report to the officials."

"You know, if you report me to the government, you can get a thousand taels of silver."

The corpse's eyes were extremely cold, and his tone was erratic.

It seemed to be watching the reactions of the Fang Chen brothers, and if there was something wrong, they would kill them.

"Hey! We picked up your corpse and got more than 1000 taels of treasure!"

As Fang Chen said, he took out the box and the ancient map that he had hidden before from his arms, and motioned for the other party to look at them.

He knew that he had to do this, pretending to be a normal house slave.

Otherwise, the other party will inevitably doubt his identity.

"My elder brother is right. One thing more is worse than one thing less. It is not a good thing to be remembered by others after getting a reward."

Fang Han felt that he couldn't let his elder brother resist everything alone, so he immediately stood up and said, "Making a fortune in silence is the kingly way."

"Since you are still alive, the two treasures that our brothers got from you will be returned to you."

Fang Chen was so relieved, he gritted his teeth, reluctantly put the things on the ground, and took a step back.

In his expression, there was a trace of just right reluctance.

It seems that he is extremely reluctant to give up these two treasures.

The greed and caution of the bottom-level domestic slaves are vividly interpreted.

"Making a fortune in silence is the kingly way."

"That's a good sentence. I, Bai Haichan, feel the same. Which mansion are you servants from?"

Thinking of how he got the Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir and the Map of the Yellow Spring, and occasionally leaked the news and was hunted down, Bai Haichan immediately empathized with him, and his tone softened.

"The Fang Family of Longyeon Province!"

Fang Chen replied.

"A servant of the Fang family?"

Bai Haichan's face darkened, and then he calmed down again, looking at the ground around him.

"Presumably your brothers are not willing to be slaves!"

He said affirmatively: "That's why you are secretly practicing martial arts here, am I right?"

"It's a taboo to learn martial arts secretly as a slave. I think you are not people who keep their duties."

Looking at the ground, there are footprints left by the two brothers when they practiced.

Although he didn't know what kind of martial arts they were practicing, Bai Haichan understood it instantly.

"My father left a legacy before he died, that he would rather be a beggar than a domestic slave! We brothers will remember it in our hearts!"

Fang Chen's expression was a little scared, a little struggling, and finally, he said as if he had accepted his fate.

"It's interesting to be a beggar rather than a domestic slave!"

Bai Haichan's eyes lit up, and he accepted Fang Chen's statement.

Then, thinking of the fatal blow he had received, he sneered and said, "It's okay to be restless, hey, Fang Qingxue."

His face was scorched black, but this sneer looked extremely ferocious, like a ghost.

"Are you two blood brothers or sworn brothers?"

Afterwards, Bai Haichan raised his head and stared at the Fang brothers.

"We are brothers, I am my elder brother, this is my younger brother!"

Fang Chen's neck shrank suddenly, and he asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Brothers? You are slaves with no money and no power. It is impossible for you to practice martial arts and get ahead."

Looking at the very similar faces of the two, he realized that Fang Chen did not seem to be lying, Bai Haichan said.

"Exercise the physical body, you have to spend mountains and seas of money to buy pills to condition your body."

"However, you are lucky to have met me!"

"I will give you a chance to get ahead, just promise me to do a few things."

Bai Haichan stared fixedly at Fang Chen, and said in a deep voice.

"Do a few things for you"

Hearing this, Fang Chen pondered for a moment, and decided to have a showdown with the opponent.

It's a showdown, I was just kidding you.

"Hearing the tone of your words, it seems that you are explaining the funeral."

"Just now, I touched your heartbeat and pulse, and it is no different from a dead person!"

"I guess it's because we just opened the box and let the medicinal fragrance waft out that you can come back from the dead, right?"

"In that case, why didn't you accept that divine pill to save yourself?"

Thinking of this, Fang Chen frowned, pretending to be curious and asking.

In fact, it was secretly delaying time and raising the internal energy of the whole body.

"Thoughtful, I've missed it!"

Hearing this, Bai Haichan glanced at Fang Chen unexpectedly.

Nodding his head, he said, "That's right, I was able to regain my yang only by relying on the medicinal power of the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill!"

"Although I still have to die in the end, I still have the strength to fight before I die!"

"To kill the two of you, it's as easy as crushing two little ants!"

"If you don't believe me, you can try it!"

Bai Haichan raised his head, staring at Fang Chen with cold eyes.

There is a posture of ruthless killing if there is a disagreement.

"Oh? The reason why you can speak now is entirely supported by the power of the medicine?"

Hearing this, Fang Chen took a step back calmly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"As long as we wait until the medicine wears off, won't you still die?"

"At that time, everything on you will still fall into the hands of our brothers!"

"So, why should I agree to your request?"

"If we can't beat you, let's run and win!"

After speaking, he stomped his foot, pulled Fang Hanpiao and backed away.

The Qinggong Grass Shangfei was activated instantly, and the two of them retreated a hundred feet away like lightning.

"What am I"

Seeing this lightning-like scene, Bai Haichan opened his mouth and was instantly speechless.

I have seen cautious ones, but I have never seen such cautious ones.

It is true that with his current strength, he can finish off the Fang Chen brothers by catching up.

But honestly, it's completely unnecessary.

He just wasn't willing to let the Fang family get the Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir and the Jiaofu Huangquan Tu.

Moreover, he also wanted to take revenge on Fang Qingxue.

Even if he tried his best to kill brother Fang Chen, he would still die from exhaustion.

"Boy, come back, let's talk again!"

Thinking of this, Bai Haichan couldn't help looking in the direction Fang Chen was leaving, and said.

In the realm of ten levels of physical transformation, he has mastered the method of sound transmission.

So, I'm not afraid to attract other people's attention.

(End of this chapter)