"Huh..." Fei Hong took a deep breath, stood up, and circled Forge Hands a few times with interest. The thoughts in his mind suddenly locked him and he commanded through the mindvoice. "Stand up."
Forge Hands stood up firmly to the mindvoice command of Fei Hong's thoughts.
This shocked Fei Hong, who was seeing this kind of thing for the first time. He stepped back involuntarily, and looked at Forge Hands with a wry smile.
At the moment, Forge Hands was expressionless, and his face was blue, it really looked like his name.
Fei Hong closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a while, then walked around the cliff with the animated corpse of Forge Hands. He then, walked back down the path back to Angong mountain. By the time he stood outside the Sacred Gate, it was already late at night.
"Hey, the disciple sees Master Hao."
The two guard disciples at the door saw Forge Hands and Fei Hong behind them, and hurriedly came over to give salutes.