Chapter 3764
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He was astonished by what he saw.
It wasn't Feng Wu's body, but …
"Old Hei!" With a wave of his hand, the man in the butterfly mask put out the fire in a puff of rain.
He rushed over and pulled the body out of the fire.
It was Old Hei!
He checked the man's nose, only to find that he wasn't breathing and his pulse had stopped.
The man was already dead and half of his body had been burned. There was no hope for him.
The man in the butterfly mask had a ferocious look on his face, and his eyes glowed coldly.
Feng Wu!
It had to be Feng Wu!
He looked around, but Feng Wu was nowhere to be seen.
She was able to escape after killing Old Hei … She was so weak! How could she do that?!
The man in the butterfly mask refused to believe it, and began to search the area.
He went all the way to the edge of the cliff …
As he pushed down the cliff, he recalled what the man in the black robe had been through …
The man in the butterfly mask took a deep breath.
Mr Zuoqiu, you told me to be on my guard against that girl, but you didn't tell me that she's a demon!
The man in the butterfly mask felt a chill run down his spine.
A lass whose strength was far inferior to Old Black's, had actually forcefully, bit by bit, worn down Old Black to death …
The man in the butterfly mask took a deep breath. It seemed that he had to reevaluate the girl. No, he had to reevaluate her.
Because if she could grind Lao Hei to death, then it was very likely that she could also screw herself to death.
After calming himself down, the man in the butterfly mask began to search for Feng Wu.
There were always traces left behind.
However, Little Phoenix had flown away with Feng Wu, so there was no trace of her, which frustrated the man in the silver mask.
His eyes flickered all of a sudden.
Meanwhile, Feng Wu had flown out of the mausoleum with Little Phoenix leading the way.
According to Little Phoenix, the man in the butterfly mask wouldn't be able to take anything from here. Even if he did, Huyan Yanbo would kill him later.
Little Phoenix urged Feng Wu, "Everything will be fine once we get to Northern Yan Kingdom. Let's go!"
Feng Wu left the mausoleum with Little Phoenix's instructions.
When Feng Wu rose to the surface, she found herself in the middle of a wide river.
Dozens of meters to her left was the riverbank.
Before she could reach the shore, she heard a cry for help.
"Help! Help! "
Looking up, Feng Wu saw a dying boy holding the girl behind him down while he tried his best to raise his head.
Feng Wu knew very well that the boy had lost his senses and his mind. He was struggling instinctively at the last straw that could save his life!
The boy was only five or six years old, and the girl was only ten years old.
At this moment, the little girl was being pressed into the water by the power of the little boy's death struggle. Her mouth was bubbling … and it looked like she was about to die.
Feng Wu went up to them and lifted the boy and the girl up.
Instinctively, the two men struggled with all their might, but in front of Feng Wu, they were powerless. They were dragged to the shore by Feng Wu.
When she reached the shore, Feng Wu saw a group of people running toward her, and one of them was carrying a little boy.
They were so close that Feng Wu could hear what they were saying.
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