Lin Feng directly appeared in Erlong's house, and the black cat also followed him back.
Lin Feng looked at the black cat and became even more puzzled. Logically speaking, although elves could appear in reality, they should not have a physical body. However, the black cat climbed onto the sofa and kept stepping on it.
"What throne is this? It's actually so soft." The black cat kept jumping on the sofa, looking a little excited.
Lin Feng was just about to ask the black cat some questions when he seemed to have sensed something and suddenly became angry.
"You're courting death!"
Lin Feng directly pushed the door open and walked out. He saw the heavily injured Erlong.
At this moment, Erlong's body was covered in wounds. The wound on his shoulder was especially bad. It was so deep that his bones could almost be seen.
"Young Master, leave quickly."
Erlong kicked violently. His entire body was covered in blood as he said anxiously.
