"To act so decisively, directly killing someone—is he really his master? If he's just boasting, it could cost him his life."
"Ah, it hurts, hurts, hurts so much."
As everyone was deeply worried, Tang Ming was clutching his glowing head, swaying a bit, and the wound on his head just disappeared.
"It's actually possible?"
Tang Cha and Yun Potian looked shocked, while the others were left speechless.
"His body is better than mine; it doesn't bleed."
Zhang Baobao gazed at Tang Ming with great interest, "If only I could be like this, then I wouldn't bleed every time I get hurt, which is why I'm so messy."
"Baobao, let's keep a low profile, a low profile."
Zhang Chuming awkwardly tugged at Zhang Baobao.
"Is she also an Undying Body?"
Sure enough, everyone simultaneously looked at Zhang Baobao.
"Hehe."
Zhang Chuming gave an embarrassed laugh, the secret of the God and Ghost Sect was becoming well-known.
"Hahaha, good, really good."
