Puff!
Lin Xinyao's spear instantly penetrated the man's skull, reaping his life. The man's body kept twitching for a while before wholly stopping and falling onto the ground motionless.
Lin Xinyao retracted her spear and glanced at her bleeding arms. She heaved a sigh of relief and utilized her profound energy to stop the bleeding while looking around vigilantly.
She took out the transmission jade and contacted Yun Lintian. "I have finished one here."
A while later, Yun Lintian's voice rang out from the other side. "I got three here. So, there are fifteen werewolves left. I don't know how many villagers are left right now."
Lin Xinyao was taken aback for a moment and then realized it was nothing strange for Yun Lintian. She said. "I will look around at the south area."
"Alright. I am heading east right now. Take care." Yun Lintian responded.
