Chapter 423

In another dark corner of the world, a man in his twenties walked into a room with a man about his age on his back.

"My Lord, I've caught you. You're just an ordinary person. You have no accomplishments."

The man looked at him and said, but in front of him, there was no one, the only one, just a rotten body sitting on a wooden chair.

There were still a few strands of white hair on the body's head, but the face was almost completely rotten, and there were no eyes in front of the eyes. The arms and thighs were covered with rotten meat, which gave off a stench.

But at this time, the body sitting on the chair suddenly moved. He raised a rotten hand, propped up on the edge of the chair, and then slowly stood up.

"Fresh?"

The body suddenly asked, but the voice was very low, and it was not from his mouth, but rather from his stomach.

The man listened, hurriedly nodded.

"Fresh, absolutely fresh. I just knocked him out. He's still alive. Absolutely fresh."

As he spoke, the man dragged the man in his hand to the body.

The corpse turned its dry eyes and looked at the man on the ground. Then he reached out and grabbed him.

"Ordinary people who don't even have some accomplishments."

Said the body, with a hint of discontent.

When the man standing in front of the body heard this, he could not help showing a helpless color on his face.

"My Lord, it's really out of the way here. It's really not easy to find such a guy. I also want to find some martial artists for my Lord to recover the injury, but the problem is that there is no one here."

Speaking of this, the man seemed to think of something again, with a faint smile on his face.

"My Lord, why don't I go out to the palace and catch some warriors to come back to you?"

When the body heard this, it immediately raised its hand and let the man stop it.

"After so many years of waiting, we can't ruin the whole plan because of this rush."

When the man heard this, he immediately lowered his head and dared not speak again.

The body appeared, but it was only a smile.

"No, I know you just want to catch some fighters and give them back to me. Loyalty is not a bad thing."

The man then breathed a sigh of relief and slowly raised his head to look at the rotting body.

"By the way, how is the matter that you are entrusted with

The body asked at the second opening.

The man's face could not help showing a trace of color.

"Some improvement has been built up before, but some accidents happened a few months ago. Some blind bastards got in trouble with people in five major sectors. Our people are now being checked very strictly, and their actions will be greatly restricted."

The body was silent for a long time.

"How many people are there now?"

"In the whole country, there are more than 3000 martial arts practitioners. It's difficult for the disciples of the clan, but there are still more than 200 disciples."

The man replied very directly.

The body nodded.

"More than 3000, not many, but enough, let them start to gather here in the near future, but be careful, don't let those guys in the five major sectors find out."

"Yes."

The body then looks at the man on the ground, one hand lifting him up, the other hand directly pawing, and one hand grabbing into the man's heart.

At the last moment of death, the man's eyes suddenly opened, and his big eyes seemed to let the beads fall out at any time.

Then, the blood from the man began to flow into the corpse, and the rotten corpse had some traces of recovery.