My Master is Lin Zhengying

Nan Chen spoke again and heaved a sigh of relief.

But Qingqing felt an unprecedented warmth.

"Thank you Nanchen!"

Nan Chen smiled:

"Small, we are all friends, why are you still talking about this!"

Nan Chen didn't take it seriously, as long as he was fine.

These people are the protagonists of this world.

They all have the aura of the protagonist, and they may be very weak now.

But the growth potential is unlimited, except of course literary talent.

Because the author of the original book Gou set him up as cowardly, lustful and without talent.

But the rest are different, and the rest have powerful talents.

In the future, it will inevitably run rampant.

For public and private matters, Nan Chen must also help.

Master Yixiu, Jia Le and others also rushed over:

"Qingqing! Are you okay!"

"Master, Jia Le, I'm fine, it's all thanks to Nan Chen who saved me."

"Well! It's fine."

Master Ikkyu spoke with concern.

Uncle Jiu also said in a deep voice again:

"Be careful, these corpses may be fraudulent at any time, so be careful."

"It's the master!"

"Understood Master!"

"..."

Everyone drank.

Uncle Jiu nodded, and asked everyone to continue moving the corpse.

After a while, Wen Cai brought Ah Wei and several security guards over.

These security guards walked with trepidation and tiptoe.

Clearly, there was some scruples about these corpses.

But Uncle Jiu only asked them to find firewood and not touch the corpse.

After hearing this, Awei breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he ordered his men to start collecting wood.

Next, there was no corpse explosion.

Nan Chen didn't worry about what happened just now.

It's Qingqing, after what happened just now.

Maybe it was out of gratitude, so I paid a little more attention to Nan Chen...

Not long after, Nan Chen and others gathered the corpses together.

A total of seven or eight corpses were pushed.

Below, a base of rotten wood, covering the wood.

Of course, so many corpses must be indispensable if only wood is used to burn them.

Therefore, it needs to be burned with a talisman, and the wood is only a combustion aid.

At this time, everyone was standing in front of the pile of wood.

The four-eyed priest is drawing a fire talisman.

And Uncle Jiu also took out the pen and ink from the tool bag, and prepared to draw.

Seeing Nan Chen next to him, he suddenly said:

"Nan Chen, you have now reached the seventh level of the Huang rank.

You can learn fire talisman.

Now, as a teacher, I will teach you how to draw fire talismans! "

When Nan Chen heard this, his heart was excited.

"Thank you master."

Uncle Jiu nodded, then said to his four eyes: