"Let's go!"
Feng Yin, who had already been growing impatient, leaped up.
Pushing the stone aside, both the man and the cat emerged, stepping forward in an unrecognizable pace, indeed, the outside was utterly silent.
By his reckoning, it had been three hours since Chu Chu went in.
This man and his pet, while others bathed in blood battling beasts, were enjoying themselves for three whole hours.
If any other killer were informed of this, they would probably tremble in annoyance: Is this something a person should be doing?
"Enough!"
"Meow!"
"Let's go!" Feng Yin waves his hand.
"Meow! Meow!"
A white shadow zips into the forest, with Feng Yin closely following, disappearing into the dense foliage instantly.
The man and the cat stride leisurely for about ten miles without encountering a single Fire Crow.
Wasn't it said that the number of Fire Crows was astounding and one could find them anywhere?
