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Chapter Fourteen Hunting

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Chapter 14: Chase

Feng Aoran was an overly cautious person, and she had been traveling on less traveled roads for the past two days. She didn't know why she was always uneasy, always feeling that someone was following them.

"There will be a town soon. Let's go into the city. I almost had a bird's eye in my mouth when I ate the roast chicken." Feng Ye was a little unhappy. He was probably crazy. He couldn't live a good life, so he went crazy and slept on the streets with her every day.

"Hold on, I always feel like someone is following us." Feng Aoran took a bite of the roast chicken and felt a little nauseous. After eating too much, she just felt tired.

"Is it your sixth sense again, or a woman's intuition? Save it, there are so many people who want to kill us. I think my brain is broken. I don't care. I will go to the city to have a good meal tomorrow. I still want it.

Take a comfortable bath." Feng Ye didn't take it seriously. When the young master's temper got worse, he seemed to be ignoring him.

Feng Aoran put down the roast chicken in his hand and said somewhat seriously: "You are not going to kill us, you are going to kill Feng Aoran. Don't you care about this?"

"I'm not going to kill you yet." Feng Ye pouted, but as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately understood, jumped up, and looked at Feng Aoran in surprise.

"You mean someone wants to kill Aoran, why?"

"I don't know, but someone is going to kill her for sure. Do you think it was just an accident when Feng Aoran fell into the Ten Thousand Years Ice Altar three years ago?" Feng Aoran's eyes quickly turned cold, and the memories of Feng Aoran's death were rolling in her mind.

, the overwhelming hatred and unwillingness were like maggots clinging to the bones, Feng Aoran couldn't tell who this feeling belonged to.

"Didn't the patriarch say it was an accident? What do you know, why didn't you say anything?"

"What do you want me to say? If my identity hadn't been exposed by you, you wouldn't believe what I said. Come here." Feng Aoran stood up and walked forward slowly.

The two stopped in an open space. Feng Aoran picked up a branch and carefully drew a pattern similar to a badge on the open space.

"What is this?" Feng Ye looked at Feng Aoran curiously, but his heart began to be filled with uneasiness. As a clan member, such a figure was very clear, and it must represent some kind of power.

Feng Aoran took a deep breath, and then said: "This was the last thing Feng Aoran saw before she died. The person who pushed her down was a person wearing a robe with this pattern. There were two such people.

They all have their faces covered and can’t see clearly. Although I don’t know

I don’t know why they want to kill Feng Aoran, but I am sure that their target is Feng Aoran, and there must be some ulterior secret in it. This is also one of the reasons why I want to become stronger. I used her body,

Naturally, I want to help her get revenge."

"Oh my god, what's going on? Aoran usually concentrates on cultivating, so there's no way he could get into trouble with any force." Feng Ye suddenly fell to his knees and grabbed a handful of loess in pain. Who is this person?

To cruelly wipe a genius out of the world like this?

"Okay, this matter is not clear yet, so don't take it too seriously. The only thing we have to do now is to become stronger. Of course, the prerequisite is to survive." Feng Ye patted Feng Ye on the shoulder, Feng Aoran's eyes flashed.

Suddenly he became fierce, hugged Feng Ye fiercely, and rolled back several times.
Chapter completed!
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