"Hmph! Our Corpse Puppet Sect has always been known for being cunning and cunning, but this man is kind and upright. I doubt he has ever killed anyone, or even touched a corpse." Li Xiangyang said angrily. How could the notorious Corpse Puppet Sect have such a number one person?
"This is too shocking." Zhang MLM couldn't believe it, but after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong. How could the people of the Corpse Puppet Sect have never touched the corpse? Is the hall master exaggerating? He had seen the corpse of Cao Guojun, a corpse tightly wrapped in a wide black robe. His cultivation was surprisingly weak, and he could only faintly feel a faint fluctuation of spiritual power.
"Do you think my words are a bit exaggerated?" Li Xiangyang turned to look at Zhang MLM.
"Uh" Zhang MLM couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when his thoughts were seen through.
"His corpse puppet" Li Xiangyang paused, as if looking for the best mouth shape, and then said: "It's made of wood." When he said "head", he made a very tense blasting sound, and at the same time, a spitting star hit Zhang MLM's face with the strong airflow after the blasting sound.
Zhang MLM was stunned for half a minute and didn't even care about the faint bad breath lingering on his face.