“It is related to the Holy Dharma Teaching.”

At this point, Feng Wuyao felt that there was no need to hide it.

The Seventh Prince frowned, "This kind of cult is actually emerging again, isn't it a rekindled?"

"It may not be possible. When I was in the main hall, I ruined their blood pool. Even if I didn't catch Shin-chi, I believe he would have paid the price that day."

"I hope to hear it carefully!"

Feng Wuyao raised his eyes. Although the seventh prince had a smile on his face, it was obvious that there was a scheming and a hint of arrogance in his smile.

"I won't talk about the specifics. Didn't the Seventh Prince come down and drink?"

If the Seventh Prince refused easily, he was not displeased at all.

"Mr. Feng, please."

At night, Feng Wuye's figure swept quickly over Fancheng.

Although she did not find any evil spirit, she had found the direction where they were leaving with the child.

It turned out to be in a deep mountain.

There are several villages at the foot of the mountain here, which look as weak as ants in front of the towering mountains.

Feng Wu Yao Mountain was on the top of a tree. This time, she clearly felt the existence of evil spirit.

This man is cunning and hides in the deep mountains, which is really difficult for ordinary people to discover.

During the day, she asked in the village that the local villagers usually make some wild vegetables or mushrooms in shallow places.

But there were tigers and wolves in the deep mountains, so they didn't dare to really get inside.

There were a few brave hunters who said they wanted to hunt a big bug when they went in, but none of them came back alive.

Since then, everyone has dared not go deeper.

Feng Wuyao has been getting farther and farther away from the village. After letting the buns out, he asked it to play the striker first.

Feng Wuyao followed him slowly, observing the surroundings from time to time.

One man and one beast, wandering in the mountains all night, but never found any clues.

At night, I can only rest here for the time being.

Feng Wuyao built a simple tent and then set up another fire.

There is no shortage of food in her space. As for buns, she had already dealt with a hare by herself.

Feng Wuyao yawned, "Bun, guard the door."

The bun whined softly, as a response.

Feng Wuyao sleeps very peacefully.

Baozi's five senses are more sensitive than ordinary martial arts humans.

If you have it, you don't worry about it.

It was not until the sky was bright that Feng Wuyao woke up.

The bun has hit a pheasant and a rabbit.

Feng Wuyao chuckled, "I've eaten so much in the morning?"

Baozi rubbed his huge head against her waist, and then took the pheasant in front of her.

Feng Wuyao took a look and felt a little disgusted.

"If you don't eat, it's a little far from the water source, so it's not easy to clean up. If you want to eat, eat it yourself."

After the bun whined twice, Feng Wuyao burst out laughing, "You guy, you know you are thinking about the things in my space."

There is also water in the space. Although it is not a spiritual spring, it is water that can be eaten and drunk.

Feng Wuyao didn't want to do it himself, but he felt that it couldn't be too difficult for a tiger. He couldn't let it pluck its hair and remove its internal organs.

Moreover, if you don’t eat enough in this kind of place, you will soon lose your energy.

Feng Wuyao ate most of the roasted chicken and drank some water. After resting, he brought the buns with him to search.
Chapter completed!