Wanggu Forest.
The yellow-robed young Daoist boy was still smiling, "How is it? Has Brother Liang succeeded?"
Liang Feng nodded and opened the small box in his arms.
The "Spiritual Pearl" lay quietly within it.
"Good, good, good, Brother Liang, let me see it."
Liang Feng was silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "Once A Qing is rescued, I will naturally give it to you."
The smile on the yellow-robed young Daoist boy's face slowly disappeared.
Bang!
Spiritual power erupted suddenly.
Liang Feng flew backward, stumbling and falling to the ground.
A blurry bloody hole on his right shoulder gushed fresh blood, staining his clothes.
Liang Feng grunted, staring intently at the yellow-robed man.
"Liang Feng, are you…"
"Taking yourself too seriously."
A pair of long, narrow eyes finally opened a little.
With a surge of Qi and blood, the yellow-robed young Daoist boy reached out and grabbed at Liang Feng from a distance.
