Ling Hanxue was very familiar with the great witch of ghost Yin and the shape of the pagoda formed by the yin wind!
It could even be said that it was unforgettable because Chen Zhisheng had sacrificed himself there to save everyone!
Therefore, when she asked, Ling Hanxue's voice was trembling slightly.
"Who am I? Hahahahaha!"
The great witch of ghost Yin laughed, but no one could tell what kind of emotion he was feeling. "I've told you, I'm great witch of ghost Yin, Luo Changle! Or, you can also call me ... Chen Zhisheng!"
Ling Hanxue's heart trembled. Chen Zhisheng?
Was it really Chen Zhisheng? Was he really ... Not dead?
Great witch ghost Yin's sinister wind in the air disappeared in a flash, bringing Ling Hanxue and Wu yucao along with it. The answer to this question would not be found so soon.
Ling lingfa raised his head and looked in the direction where the great witch of ghost Yin had disappeared. He revealed an interesting smile.