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Chapter 1724 Who Says The Secret Recipe Is Fake?
Relying on the smoke, try to calm down.

I must have thought too much just now, and I must have misheard.

Turning around, intending to close the last tattered coffin again, I sighed leisurely.

"Hey, there is a fake secret recipe in Tangtang's life gate, such a nonsense Nine Turns Resurrection Pill, something that doesn't exist at all. You asked me to look for it in the ancestral tomb. What kind of shit recipe is there?"

I'm not being disrespectful either, my rant is just to draw out the owner of that voice.

Just as he was talking, a voice sounded again from a distance of less than ten centimeters behind him.

"Who told you that the secret recipe is fake!"

This time I could hear it more clearly, it was as piercing as fingernails scratching on an iron plate, and it made me feel uncomfortable all over.

The moment the sound sounded, I turned around suddenly, and at that moment the dagger at my waist was already in my hand, and I immediately reached out to the source of the sound.

The dagger in his hand was placed on the throat of the man in front of him, and he was obviously taken aback.

He didn't expect that as a sect master of Shengmen, he would have such a quick skill, and he looked at the dagger on his throat in astonishment.

I frowned and looked at him, my skin was a little terribly white, it was pale.Even under the light of the torches around him, he still looked very pale and sickly.

The eyes are a little cloudy, not as bright as ordinary people.

My body shape is similar to mine, and I have never seen the clothes on my body. I feel like a person from the last century.

I can't tell his age, he feels about my age, but his eyes seem to be weather-beaten, not like the eyes that should be at this age, but more like the eyes that a person who has seen through life should have.

"Who are you? Why did you appear in Shengmen's ancestral tomb?" I frowned and asked.

"You still know that this is Shengmen's ancestral tomb. It's good enough that I didn't treat you as a tomb robber." The man said angrily, and his voice became more old-fashioned when he listened carefully.He stuttered, and I needed to listen carefully to identify what he was saying.

"answer my question!"

My eyes were fixed, and the dagger in my hand pressed forward, giving him enough pressure.

But in the next second, he appeared lightly three meters away.

Even, the figure in front of me left an afterimage, which was fleeting.

When I reacted, I wanted to make a move, but I was stunned!
At this moment, I couldn't help but my scalp was numb and I had goose bumps all over my body.

I have seen many people with fast speed, such as the black angel and the shadow, they are both good at speed, but when I face them, I don't have such a strong pressure!

I have never seen this kind of thing that can leave afterimages. I didn't even react when my body was washed by spiritual power, and I was stunned into the air.

An extremely unlikely possibility can't help but appear in my mind, that is, the person in front of me who can't tell the age is a ghost!
I don't want to believe this kind of thing either. The question is, what else could he be other than being a ghost?
From an ordinary office worker, I can be regarded as well-informed. I have even heard of the so-called cultivation of immortality. Now I encounter this thing, and I still can't accept it.

I thought that if he intentionally wanted to hurt me, then I wouldn't even have the most basic ability to fight back.

Maybe he stabbed me three or five times, and I didn't react until I fell down.

What a horrible thing this is.
(End of this chapter)