Lu Fan knew that the person Huang Bin mentioned was named Mao Chen, who was over 70 years old and the number one corpse-driver in western Hunan. His corpse was already at the level of the corpse king. However, he could beat several great masters at the same time without losing the disadvantage. It should be the flying zombie in Huang Bin's mouth.

"What do you mean is that the foreigner who came from the other party is likely to be at the level of Skies?"

"And you can actually raise a slasher?"

Lu Fan's eyes were full of suspicion. He knew that Huang Bin was somewhat capable, but he could never believe that he could raise a zombie of the level of Skies by changing the Feng Shui of a cemetery in just a few words.

Seeing that Lu Fan was pierced through, Huang Bin smiled awkwardly and said, "I definitely can't raise the slashing zombie. If this thing is so easy to raise, wouldn't the zombie fly everywhere in the world? What's the matter with the Grandmaster?"

"However, they didn't say they wanted to raise a squid, they just found a cemetery suitable for squid, to cultivate and rest."

"This thing is very easy. You just need to make a fierce array to make the dead sleeping here go from a lucky corpse to a zombie, and then replenish the resentment and yin energy in your body continuously into Feng Shui's eyes, so that the foreigner has food to replenish. It's almost OK."

After hearing what Huang Bin said, Lu Fan just stood aside and remained silent.

He sounded at the time of Huarong, about the ancient and Western cultivators mentioned by Wenren Mu Xue, and this time the Chen family built such a large-scale construction in the Western Suburbs. It seems that the strong man sent to Nandu this time in the Holy Temple should be no less than that of the Flying Thunderbolt, which is the posture of a peerless and strong man.

"Where are you from?"

Lu Fan looked at Huang Bin and asked.

"I?"

Huang Bin was slightly stunned: "Of course he is from Hong Kong Island, don't you know yet?"

"No, you are Chinese."

Lu Fan took a deep breath: "I don't care about you if you make money by your ability. How much money you can make in the hands of the Chen family is your ability, and I won't interfere."

"But you have to understand what you are doing now."

"Do, what do you do?" Huang Bin said in a daze.

"If you were working for the Chen family, I could have even been accused of not seeing you today."

"But behind the Chen family is the sacred temple, a foreign force that wants to embezzle Nandu. You choose Feng Shui for these foreigners, change the resting place of thousands of dead in our country, invade their rest, and make hundreds of thousands of families' ancestors a nourishment for foreigners..."

"Then let him accumulate energy and massacre our Chinese people in Nandu."

"I know you are a businessman, a businessman, and you put your interests first."

"The Chen family will give you seven million, and I will give you seven million, and I will not ask you to put family and country first. I just hope to buy you a little conscience, even if it is temporary, a little conscience, how about it?"

Since Lu Fan saw Huang Bin appearing in Nandu, he had no intention of persuading him that money is the most solid chain for cooperation with such people.

Huang Bin remained silent: "What do you want me to do?"

"In addition to the Feng Shui that you were going to change just now, what else do Chen Jinsong asks you to do?" Lu Fan asked.
Chapter completed!