A Gratitude

The more Fei Hong looked at it, the more he felt that this puppet distraction technique was a bit against the heavens, but according to what Gui Teng said before, this puppet distraction technique was very difficult to practice, and ordinary people couldn't practice it at all, and even if it was good, there must be a clone puppet. 

That's right, seeing that a former genius like Ghost Vine was so miserable by the puppet distraction technique, Fei Hong's surging heart immediately fell!

He sighed and put the two things back into the wooden box, no longer coveting to practice these two things that were not very necessary for him now.

At this moment, Fei Hong looked at the moonlight outside the window and thought of Bai Daxia, Li Ling'er, and that Murong Yan... Of course, there were also two good brothers, Fang Wei and Zhang Long.