Chapter 2: The Men of the Celestial Sect (2)

The old man suddenly realized, brushed his beard and said with a long smile: "I see, this is also reasonable, that cornucopia is a thing that is difficult to damage even the weapons of mortal gods, but I am afraid that after the destruction of the year, my junior brother has exhausted his efforts and has not completely repaired it, so it will fail before the war." At this point, his eyes froze, staring at Fang Ling and asking, "If His Highness is willing to send back the things from this sect, the old man should be grateful." ”

Fang Ling secretly said that this person is smart, no wonder he asked him just now if he had cultivated the True Cultivation Method, it turned out that he was making sure that the thing was in his hands, and he really couldn't hide it.

After all, logically speaking, knowing that the cornucopia is a magic weapon, even if it is broken, it has to be kept by his side, and it is impossible to throw it to Yuan Dekang or others.

Fang Ling was not anxious, looking at this guy's appearance, he was already eyeing himself, if he didn't hand over the cornucopia, he was afraid that he would hurt the killer, of course, even if he handed over the cornucopia, it was difficult to guarantee that he wouldn't do it.

Even if he doesn't do it and hands over an evil thing like a cornucopia, I don't know how many innocent lives he will take, but if he doesn't hand it over, he is afraid that his own life will be lost.

Fang Ling thought quickly and decided to delay the time, so he shook his head and said, "The cornucopia is not in the hands of this king, in fact, this king has already sent it to the imperial city. ”

"Oh, send it to the Imperial City, but as far as the old man knows, there is no such thing in the goods of the people and horses who escorted my master and nephew, so His Highness can't be lying to the old man, right?" The old man smiled lightly, and a faint murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"The seniors don't blame the juniors for killing the same juniors, how dare the juniors deceive your old man? I'm just afraid that your juniors and nephews will be with the cornucopia for fear of accidents, so I stayed by my side for the first time, and only a few days ago did I have time to transport it to the Imperial City and prepare to deliver it to the Zhenguo Heavenly Master. Fang Ling replied sincerely.

There was no logical loophole in this remark, and the old man's expression immediately softened, and he said with a smile: "Your Highness is really a caring person, if the Heavenly Master of Zhenguo receives it, he should thank you well, but this thing is a thing of this door, and please ask Your Highness to sell the old man a face, take the old man to catch up with this person, and return it to the original owner." ”

"This ......," Fang Ling pretended to hesitate.

The old man said righteously: "If the cornucopia falls into the hands of people with bad intentions, it will definitely cause countless people to suffer. The old man came this time on the orders of the master, and if His Royal Highness refuses, the old man will also be punished by the door rules. ”

Fang Ling pretended to be contradictory, and sighed: "Okay, then the junior will immediately send someone to prepare a horse, and go to chase someone with the senior." ”

The old man nodded with satisfaction and said, "Your Highness is so refreshing, I, Zhou Haicang, will definitely remember your kindness." With that, he walked towards the door.

This old man's cultivation is unfathomable, not to mention that he can come and go freely in an army of 10,000 people on the battlefield, not to mention that this is still a town, if this evil sect people have murderous intentions, I don't know how many people, including myself, will die.

Therefore, Fang Ling had to lure him out of the city, and on the way to the imperial city, he was thinking about a solution.