"Hmph! That was merely my modest way of putting it! I had long since researched a method to bring the dead back to life. Not corpse slaves, absolutely not corpse slaves—true resurrection, not corpse slaves..." The old crone suddenly became muttering and deranged, repeatedly stressing that she had revived people rather than refined them into corpse slaves!
This seemed to matter greatly to her.
As she muttered, "Not corpse slaves," she took a single step forward, and her body turned into a gust of dark wind, vanishing without a trace! She simply disappeared into thin air!
Ning Xiaochuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. If Princess Lanfei had not still been standing in the distance, he would truly have suspected that everything he had just seen was an illusion.
Ning Xiaochuan walked over to Princess Lanfei and was about to place a finger beneath her nose to see whether she was breathing.
Truly alive? Or merely feigning death?
Whoosh!
A cold gleam flashed in Princess Lanfei's eyes. Her pupils spun as Martial Dao Profound Qi surged from within her body, and she struck Ning Xiaochuan with her palm.
Bang!
Ning Xiaochuan met her palm with his own. His arm went slightly numb, and he swiftly retreated, staring at her in astonishment. She had really come back to life?
"Why am I here? Who are you?" Princess Lanfei stared at Ning Xiaochuan with a trace of haughty coldness. Her gaze was sharp, carrying the noble bearing of imperial royalty.
Every part of her appeared perfectly normal. She had a heartbeat, body warmth, thoughts, and breath; she was no different from a living person! "Amnesia?" Ning Xiaochuan asked.
Tap tap!
Footsteps sounded.
After Yu Qianqian and Murong Wushuang had driven back the six martial arts experts, they hurried over and stood