"Magical artefact, ah!"
"Lord's gonna get rich!"
Ye Xiaofei waved his hands in extreme excitement, wishing he could leap three feet in the air, but suddenly, his face fell: Blood Wolf had been completely devoured by the Heavenly Demon Ghost Fire.
That was the Heavenly Demon Ghost Fire!.
Even bricks could be burned into ashes, could a magical artefact remain?
With a glimmer of hope, Ye Xiaofei couldn't help himself and walked over to check the place where Blood Wolf had been burned to ashes, and sure enough, nothing was left.
"Ah, got happy for nothing!"
Ye Xiaofei sighed and shook his head, preparing to deal with the rest.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Lo Hanyan had no idea about Ye Xiaofei's dreams of a windfall. Seeing him alternating between joy and disappointment, bustling about and muttering to himself like a madman, she hurriedly asked.
"It's nothing!"
