was the momentum emanating solely from his physical body.Chen Ping clenched his fists and looked down at himself. He found that the injuries on his body were long gone, not even leaving a trace of sc..."I asked you, what's going on with that girl"

Chen Ping asked Ge Cangsheng.

He certainly didn't want such a thing as crafting puppet corpses to happen at the entrance of his Heavenly Dragon Hall!

"Upon hearing this, Ge Cangsheng quickly explained: 'Lord Master, this girl is my beloved daughter..."

"Your daughter" Chen Ping's face was full of disbelief: "Then she... how come there's no sign of life at all, could she be a corpse"

Hearing this, Ge Cangsheng's expression moved slightly, and then he said: "Reporting to the Lord of the Palace, my daughter was murdered many years ago. The subordinate spared no effort to find back her soul and spirit for her, so to be precise, my daughter is not a corpse!"

"However, to prevent my daughter's flesh from rotting, I can only burn incense inside the main hall every day to control her body from decaying."

Speaking of this, Ge Cangsheng's eyes actually welled up with a few tears!

Anyone seeing their own daughter in this state, and having to live with it day in and day out, would find it unbearable.

Chen Ping couldn't help but take a few more glances at the girl. Looking at her appearance, she was only in her early twenties. Looking at Ge Cangsheng again, he was already an elderly man nearing his end, well over a hundred years old. If Ge Cangsheng hadn't said anything, Chen Ping wouldn't have dared to believe that this girl was actually his daughter!

"How many years has your daughter been like this"

Chen Ping asked curiously.

"Twenty years..."soon as Xiaolan stepped out, she rushed straight to the two-story building where Miao Wang resided. Having lived there for twenty years, Xiaolan was very familiar with the place. Even with guards patr...