Bai Yao raised his eyebrows and showed a look of surprise.

There must be something wrong with the Ninghun Bell refined by Zhang Yu.

The problem is that even Bai Yao’s ninth-grade military division could not see it, and he was so embarrassed now! “Boy, what’s going on?”

Bai Yao couldn't help asking Zhuo Buqun.

Zhuo Buqun said: "It is about personal secrets, so it's better not to say it in public."

"What secrets can I have that are shameful?"

"Just say it out in public!"

Zhang Yu said loudly.

"This..." Zhuo Buqun shook his head helplessly, "Since you want to know the root cause, I'm just speaking out."

Then he asked back: "Your lifespan should be less than three thousand, but you are so old. What is the reason?"

Zhang Yu showed surprise.

"Yes, my life span is indeed less than three thousand."

"I don't know why, since more than two hundred years ago, I have started aging, resulting in this."

Bai Yao said worriedly.

Bai Yao carefully sensed Zhang Yu's breath, "Huh?

Sure enough, something was wrong, it seemed that I had been cursed!"

"curse?"

Many soldiers were in a stir.

Zhang Yu's expression changed drastically and he said, "I have never offended anyone. Who is it that he actually cursed me in secret?"

Bai Yao said: "Boy, what kind of curse is it? Don't keep it a secret, hurry up and make it clear!"
Chapter completed!