Mo Yifeng sat cross-legged on Xiaofeng's back and took the opportunity to quietly leave the Mo clan from high in the sky...
After a while, the flute sound stopped!
The soul hunter below seemed to have received some order.
He actually threw away his tent and other foreign objects and retreated lightly.
The two of them sat quietly on top of the Iron-Blooded Bat, looking ahead. In the distance, there was a man whose face was covered by a black cloak and a bamboo hat, floating strangely in the sky. Although his face was not visible, people could feel the sharp gaze he cast. He looked like this
The outfit is exactly the same as the Su Qinghai I saw before.
Ordinary people will definitely think of Su Qinghai.
However, there are some slight differences in the figure...
Qu Tan'er's eyes were deep and cold as she stared at the man, "Su Jie?"
"..." The person in front did not respond.
The next moment, the black shadow disappeared.
There is nothing in the air.
It was already dark, so Qu Tan'er and Mo Liancheng did not pursue them.
Lowering his head, he looked at the many soul hunters retreating in the distance under the moonlight. Originally, their purpose was to cover Mo Yifeng's departure. Now that it had been achieved, there was no need to continue. Soon, the two retreated.
He broke the barrier and flew back to the city with the shadow guard.
The three teams of shadow guards have been upgraded due to the support just now!
Those adoring and excited eyes would stare at the backs of the two of them from time to time.
For the first time in several months, they were able to return unscathed from a confrontation with the soul hunters, without losing anyone. At the same time, they burned the soul hunters' camp, forced them to retreat, and killed nearly a hundred of them!
It can be called a complete victory!
Although there is a little thrill in it... That kind of terrifying and powerful aura is really not something ordinary people can exude. No wonder, several elders have not been able to escape the poisonous hands of the soul hunters.
Qu Tan'er's face was solemn, and the cool night breeze blew up her black hair.
A bit arrogant, but also pure.
Mo Liancheng's soft eyes remained on her little face, "Tan'er, are you very tired?"
"Not tired……"
"What are you thinking about?"
"Chengcheng, haven't you noticed?"
"Yes, I just feel...much weaker. It shouldn't be him."
"Well, the aura he exuded just now is very similar to that of the Demon Emperor. But the strength is too far apart, not even one-tenth of the Demon Emperor. Chengcheng, is it true that for people who practice soul hunting, the aura will be similar when they reach a certain level?
"Those who belong to the same sect in martial arts have the same routines, the same training, and their general auras will be somewhat similar.
If this is true, can we rule out the possibility that the Demon Emperor is not dead?
"..." Mo Liancheng remained silent.
"Chengcheng, do you have any doubts?"
"Tan'er, have you ever thought about whether the Demon Emperor is still alive?"
"I have this suspicion, but I think it's unlikely. After all, I saw him die with my own eyes."
"Well, I think so too. I'm just afraid that things in the world are unpredictable."
"..." Qu Tan'er was slightly embarrassed.
If she had been a little distracted just now, Mo Liancheng's sigh pulled her back. This sentence was really unlike what he would say. Maybe she was not the only one who had grown up, including him.
Go back to the city and tell some people to be on guard.
The two of them entered Mu Xiangju.
Muxiangju has always been a courtyard prepared for Mo Liancheng. Even at this critical moment, the courtyard is still kept very clean and tidy.
Just have some snacks, take a bath and relax.
Qu Tan'er was only wearing a single nightgown and lying on the bed. She didn't do much, but she felt extremely tired.