As long as the Nascent Soul in the body is not harmed, even if the physical body is seriously injured, it can slowly recover.
Now except Jin Fusheng and the cruise ship staff, no one knows Chen Ping’s whereabouts.
Jin Fusheng, on the other hand, remained tight-lipped and never mentioned Chen Ping’s matter to anyone else.
But on this day!
Jin Fusheng was basking in the sun in his yard.
Suddenly, several people wearing tight clothes broke in, and several servants of the Jin family died tragically at the hands of these people.
Jin Fusheng was startled and hurriedly stood up and looked at the people in front of him.
“Who are you?”
Jin Fusheng’s eyes revealed horror.
Because he could feel that the strength of the people in front of him was far stronger than him.
“Where is Chen Ping?”
One person took a step forward and asked Jin Fusheng.
“What are you talking about? I don’t know Chen Ping!”
Jin Fusheng shook his head.
“Hmph!” The man snorted coldly, and then waved his hand, and Jin Fusheng’s body involuntarily came to the man.
“I tell you who I am, I am Zang Qing from Tiansha Sect!”
“Can you tell me now, where is Chen Ping?”
Zang Qing held Jin Fusheng in one hand, his eyes cold.
Upon hearing the words Tianshamen, Jin Fusheng’s legs instantly softened.
The Tiansha Sect is an evil cultivating sect. Although it has been hunted and has been hidden for the past two years, the reputation of the Tiansha Sect is widespread and almost no one in the martial arts world knows about it.
Who doesn’t know that evil cultivators are cruel and bloodthirsty, and are not controlled by any martial arts rules at all.
“I…I really don’t know!”
Jin Fusheng trembled, but he still did not reveal Chen Ping’s whereabouts.
Zang Qing smiled coldly: “Don’t reject me in such a hurry. I’ll give you three days.”