in the hands of Wu Wei Dao person, each point on the girl's forehead, could see a trace of cold air absorbed by the jade Ruyi.After dozens of taps, Wuwei Daoist stopped and placed the jade ruyi aside..."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..."me the laughingstock. Perhaps the Guardian Pavilion department will never exist again."Master Zhao, I will do my best in this battle. I will not let Ichirō Bizen live unless I die..."At this time, Che...