Obviously, this was the last thing Fang Biao wanted to see. For the Fang family, Fang Kun, the son of tomorrow, was no longer there, and even the saint who could give birth to a true god for the Fang family was taken away by Han Sanqian!

Therefore, the future of the Fang family is almost as if nothing. The only thing left is the present, a present that only has the Ice God!

If Bingshen wants to go, for Fang Biao, in this case, the loss has almost reached its peak.

But on the other hand, even if, as he had expected, the flower boat was given to the Ice God in the end, how could he object? As I said just now, the Fang family has no capital, and it is even more impossible to offend Ice God at this juncture.

It's hard to do, but it's also hard not to do it.

This is also the root cause of Fang Biao's frowning and frowning.

"Hey!" Fang Biao let out a long sigh. Why did everything that was beautiful before become so passive now!

But just as he finished sighing and was about to turn around to leave, suddenly, a faint rancid smell hit him, and before he could adapt, a black shadow suddenly gathered in front of him.

The whole body was dressed in an extremely black coat, and the head was wrapped in a black cloth, leaving only a pair of blood eyes that were faintly visible and shining red.

Seeing this shadow, Fang Biao was shocked, and put on a defensive posture, ready to fight back at any time.

The black figure just smiled faintly, walked slowly to the railing, looked at the busy workers in the crypt, and slowly said: "This flower boat is quite beautiful."

"Unfortunately, beautiful things are like shooting stars, fleeting."

"The day the flower boat is completed is when the Fang family has nothing. Am I right? Patriarch Fang?"

Fang Biao frowned, the other party's words hit his vital point, not to mention the most deadly point, the Fang family's desert city has been hidden in the desert with an extremely special and hidden formation since ancient times. Thousands of people have no way, and it is impossible to find a way to enter the city.

But the person in front of her, how did she do it?

If he wanted to say the words of an acquaintance, Fang Biao searched through his mind, but he never thought when he had met this person.

"Who are you? How could you appear in my desert city?" Fang Biao asked coldly vigilantly.

She just smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter who I am, the most important thing is, does what I said happen to be Patriarch Fang's sore spot?"

"So what if you are? So what if you are not, what does this have to do with you? I warn you, you'd better reveal your identity quickly, otherwise, don't blame Fang for being rude."

Hearing Fang Biao's words, the man in black just sneered slightly: "You're welcome? Are you kidding me, Patriarch Fang? Or do you want to make the same mistakes as your son?"

"You..." Fang Biao was impatient.

"Patriarch Fang, don't worry, I'm not malicious, but I'm looking for you for something!" After finishing speaking, she gave a sinister smile...

"Want something?" Fang Biao frowned, "You want a flower boat?"

"Patriarch Fang, it's better to ask for others than yourself. You must understand this truth better than anyone else, right?"

Fang Biao did not speak, but he did not deny this view.

"My son died tragically, my daughter-in-law was robbed, and I endured all this with humiliation. In the end, others didn't appreciate it at all, and I had to leave the desert city. I'm afraid only Patriarch Fang himself can empathize with the depression in this world."

"What does this have to do with you?" Fang Biao said in a cold voice with some displeasure.

"Okay, since Patriarch Fang doesn't want to say more, I won't mention it anymore, let's get straight to the point. What I want here this time is very simple."

"What!"

"A corpse!" JrNovels.com