After all, he is a ninth-level professional, so he cannot be treated as a consumable.
However, because it was a magic weapon obtained by Yin Wuque personally, Longcheng could only sternly warn him not to use it, and then find something to increase his lifespan for him to use.
"It's only used once. With my lifespan, I can still live for a long time."
Yin Wuque smiled.
That being said, who doesn’t want to live longer?
But some things still need to be done, otherwise there will never be any results, and he doesn't want to bury Xia Zhi.
But this guy is totally unpromising and a typical selfish person.
Although there is some conscience, it is not much.
"Don't use it anymore, but didn't you ask him how old the Chosen One was?"
Lu Minghui suddenly asked.
"What do you mean?"
"You mean..."
Yin Wuque seemed to have thought of something, but then he shook his head, thinking that it couldn't be such a coincidence.
Two years ago, they used the luck of Yan Country to observe the birth of a chosen person.
And according to the calculations at that time, it was no exaggeration to say that Jiang Xiujing No. 2 was God's own son.
But after the other person was born, he disappeared immediately.
Even with the help of special tools, the prophet couldn't find any trace of the other party, not even the slightest clue.
Although it was a pity, they had to accept the news of each other's death.
After all, judging from the prophecy, if not even a trace of breath is left, it is almost impossible for any other result to occur.
However, seeing Lu Minghui's serious look, Yin Wuque could only take out his cell phone and send a message to Xia Zhi.
If I don't do this, I guess the other party will pester me all day.
Soon, Xia Zhi replied to his message.
"Fuck!"
Yin Wuque's eyes almost popped out of his head when he looked at the message on his phone.
"What's going on?"
Lu Minghui was obviously stunned for a moment and had not yet reacted to why Yin Wuque reacted so strongly.
After all, for him, letting Yin Wuque give it a try was just to make him finish what he started.
"Pack up, we have to go!"
Putting away his phone, Yin Wuque said solemnly.
"Is he really God's biological son?"
Seeing Yin Wuque nodding, Lu Minghui looked incredulous.
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