478 Dead Corpse Army 478 Dead Corpse Army Although she didn’t interact much with him,
Wu Manyue had already experienced Jiang Fan’s shrewdness.
Kindly leading a burden in the land of demons didn’t seem like something Jiang Fan would do.
Jiang Fan cast a friendly smile: “Senior Sister Wu, you’re overthinking.” “Since I agreed to accompany you, of course I’ll protect you.” “I have no other intent.”
Hmph!
All cultivators who’ve practiced for thousands of years are like clever foxes. Who are you trying to fool?
Wu Manyue stared at him intently and said, “Can you tell me how you learned my puppetry technique?”
This matter…
She cared deeply about it!
Very, very deeply!
Up until now, she couldn’t figure it out.
A fake cultivation technique, why could Jiang Fan actually cultivate it successfully?
It was too unreasonable.
Jiang Fan still wore a gentle smile, like a boy of his age, sunny and innocent: “Didn’t I just say that?” “Because senior sister wrote it in detail, junior brother could succeed.”
Wu Manyue bit her silver teeth.
That cultivation technique, does Jiang Fan really have no idea what it was?
Still pretending!
She was now completely sure of her suspicion.
This boy was very smooth.
Trying to get his secrets out so directly was wishful thinking.
However, she insisted on following Jiang Fan, not without a purpose. “Hmph! Brat, luckily I kept a trump card!” “You can control the black flag, but there’s my essence blood in the black flag.” “I’m the real master!” “If we control it together, the black flag will only listen to my command, not yours!” “When the time is right, I’ll let you taste the pain of a puppet backstabbing you!”
Wu Manyue coldly laughed in her heart.
Her things were not so easily taken.
When some danger appeared later, and Jiang Fan needed the help of the puppets, she would suddenly command the puppets to backstab Jiang Fan.
By then, Jiang Fan, being attacked from both sides, would surely be angered to the point of coughing blood, right?
Thinking about that scene, she trembled with excitement. “Epilepsy attack?”
Jiang Fan glanced at her.
Wu Manyue’s eyes widened: “You’re the one having an epilepsy attack!” “I’m… I’m excited because it’s my first time entering the land of demons.”
Jiang Fan smiled meaningfully: “Then you need to be mentally prepared.” “Don’t get scared stiff when you see something strange.”
Hah?
Wu Manyue was amused.
As a disciple of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, she had experienced far more challenges than Nine-Sect disciples.
This land of demons was not her first visit either.
She had even almost entered the demon race’s heartland once.
Unless encountering that Demon Emperor, she couldn’t think of anything else that could scare her stiff. “Then when I stiffen, you’d better hold me tight.”
Wu Manyue chuckled.
Two white arms wrapped around Jiang Fan’s neck.
Her soft and full body nestled deeply into his embrace.
A faint fragrance wafted over.
As their movement technique bumped along, she intentionally rubbed against Jiang Fan’s body.
Her face occasionally showed a sly smile.
Jiang Fan’s face turned slightly red.
This damned seductress!
Don’t cry later!
They flew for two full hours.
They had already entered the demon race’s territory for a considerable distance.
Along the way, they encountered five or six scattered demon beasts.
Whether Foundation Establishment or Core Formation, Jiang Fan killed them all and took their demon cores. “Whew!”
Jiang Fan exhaled slightly.
Sitting on the corpse of a demon beast, he crossed his legs and began circulating his mental method to replenish his spiritual power.