Chapter 960
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Amidst the shouts of the leaders, Mutu, his companions, and the three hyenas were thrown into the Red River like a whirlwind, disappearing in an instant.
One of the people in the team was pale, his cheeks trembling. After being glanced at coldly by Heba, he immediately trembled and fell to the ground, desperately begging for mercy.
This person was a spy from the Heba Family. He had left clues for the later generations along the way.
Heba curled his lips. Thus, this two-faced brother immediately ended up in the river to catch fish.
"I think I saw a girl just now …"
Heba's elites were indeed elites. In the blink of an eye, they had cleaned up the small tail. A big idiot in the team excitedly reported the situation to Heba.
"Chase! Don't let the Southern Tripod fire cultivators go either! "Heba slapped his thigh. He was addicted to killing!
Damn it!
Haili Chenguang's eyes suddenly widened, and a cold light shot out from under his mask. If the pressure was a little stronger, he would probably be able to slap the excited reporter and Heba Tuo to the ground together.
Let's chase! Do you think I'm afraid of you?
"Over here!"
With a cold snort, Heli Chenguang kept Qiongqi with a beast stone and led his men into the depths of the mine.
Zhen Xiaoxiao stood in a narrow crevice in a daze as she watched a large group of people rush past her.
During this time, one or two Northern Cliff mounts with sharp noses turned their heads suspiciously in the direction where he was hiding. But before they could make any sound, the white-robed man kicked them so hard that they fell to the ground. They tilted their necks and obediently followed him to continue "chasing the enemy".
Little Chen Guang …
Aren't you being too obvious …
Zhen Xiaoxiao's face was drenched in sweat. She couldn't wipe away the black lines that had fallen from her head.
But her heart was also warm.
At Mutu's level, even with the hyenas supporting him, he wouldn't be able to harm her life. But Little Chen Guang still came so stupidly.
And he seemed to be the heir of a clan?
A faint smile hangs on Zhen Xiaoxiao's lips. Feeling that Heba's elite soldiers have gone far away, she steps out from under the stone crack and carefully checks her Snow Traveling Boat bag.
More than half of Small Gruel's spiritual aura had been inexplicably sucked away, but his spirit was still safe at the moment. Due to his emaciation, he had regained his stunning divine appearance from before. He was sleeping under the ice, breathing evenly.
The Red River, which could corrode everything, did not melt the bag of the Wind and Snow Traveler, nor did it swallow him …
This surprised Zhen Xiaoxiao greatly.
She frowned and hesitated for a moment, then once again returned to the riverbank where she first saw the wooden map. Lifting the hem of her skirt, she walked step by step into the river.
The slippery liquid soaked her ankles, knees, and waist …
A series of furious roars suddenly came from the depths of the mine!
"Damn you, Morning Light of Bi Ri! Damn you, Heba Tuo Tuo! How dare you punish the barbarian slaves of my Abu Family! I'm going to skin them and hang them on the city walls to vent my anger! "
It seems that Abu Xiyan has already sensed Mutu's death. He abandoned his goal of harvesting the Purple Crystal mine and hurried over here.
"Young Master … that's the heir of the Bi Ri Clan after all …"
Someone kindly reminded him. But before he could finish, his neck was broken by someone's hand.
Crack. The sound of bones breaking rang out.
The smell of blood spread out from under the mine along with crazy roars.
"So what if he's the heir? My Abu Family is the Northern Rock King! The Bi Ri Clan is only fit to lend their power to me! If you only want to help the Heba Clan, that's disobedience! Disobedience! "
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