Chapter 3731 - Chapter 3731: He’s Finally Dead (2)
Chapter 3731: He’s Finally Dead (2)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
What he saw astonished him.
It wasn’t Feng Wu’s body, but…
“Blackie!” With a wave of his hand, the silver-masked man doused the fire with a streak ot rainwater.
He rushed over and pulled the body out.
It was indeed Blackie!
When he checked the man’s breathing, he realized that the latter was no longer breathing, and there was no pulse either.
The man was long dead, and most of his body had been burnt to a crisp.
The silver-masked man’s face twisted, and there was a cold look in his eyes.
Feng wu!
It had to be her!
He looked around, but Feng Wu was nowhere to be found.
After killing Blackie, she was able to get away without leaving a trace. How could someone as weak as her do that?
The silver-masked man wouldn’t believe it. He began to examine his surroundings.
He kept searching until he reached the edge of the cliff.
Looking down the cliff, he deduced what the black-robed man had gone through..
The silver-masked man took a deep breath.
“Mr. Sakiya, you told me to be on guard against that girl, but you didn’t tell me how evil she could be!”
A chill ran down his spine.
A girl so much weaker than Blackie had slowly killed him…
The silver-masked man took a deep breath. It seemed that his judgment of the girl had to change again.
If she could slowly kill Blackie, she could probably do the same to him.
Once the silver-masked man calmed down, he began to examine Feng Wu’s footprints.
She had to leave a trace behind.
But Little Phoenix had taken Feng Wu away, so there were no footprints, which frustrated the man.
His eyes lit up all of a sudden.
Meanwhile, Feng Wu had flown out of the hall, led by Little Phoenix.
According to Little Phoenix, the silver-masked man couldn’t take anything away from this place. Even if he could, Huyan Yanbo would kill him later.
Little Phoenix kept urging Feng Wu. “We’ll be fine when we get to Northern
Yan. Let’s go!”
Under Little Phoenix’s instruction, Feng Wu quietly left the tomb hall.
When Feng Wu came out of the water, she found herself in the middle of a wide river.
The river bank was dozens of meters to her left.
Before Feng Wu could reach the shore, she heard a cry for help a short distance away.
“Help! Help us!”
Looking up, Feng Wu saw a dying boy pressing down on the girl behind him, while he craned his neck upward.
Feng Wu knew perfectly well that the boy had lost all his senses and reason. All he could do now was struggle as if he was grasping at straws.
The boy was only five or six years old, and the girl was only in her teens.
Right now, the little girl was being held down by the boy’s struggle, and she couldn’t breathe… She couldn’t hold on much longer.
Feng Wu went up to them and lifted them out of the water.
Instinctively, they struggled with all their strength, but Feng Wu was able to pull them ashore.
Once they were ashore, Feng Wu saw a group of people running toward them, one of them holding a little boy.