Wuhou, are also afraid"Chen Ping sneered at Fan Jiang.But this time, Fan Jiang merely smiled coldly: "It's useless. Don't try to provoke me with such tactics. When the time comes, you'll realize that...herb. If he tried to refine it forcefully, he was afraid that he would ruin the immortal crane grass in the end!If he couldn't refine it, Chen Ping taking the fairy crane grass with him would be like...