Vivid Imagination, Return

"Oh no! Grandpa Feng hasn't come out yet!" At this moment, Xu Ling suddenly exclaimed.

Han Zhao frowned.

When he brought Xu Ling to hit the wall just now, Feng Xiao was clearly following behind him, but he did not come out now. Clearly, it was a little difficult for a martial artist who had eaten Fiendish Corpse meat to leave this village.

"What should I do? It's over!" Xu Ling looked at Taoyuan Village which was enveloped in black fog in a daze.

Feng Xiao had always treated her very well. In her heart, he was like a kind grandfather. He was not just a registered elder.

However, with her strength, she would only die if she went in again.

As a top expert who had broken through to the third Blood Qi Breakthrough of the Blood Tempering Realm, Feng Xiao might have a chance of escaping unscathed.

If she went in and caused trouble, it was very easy for both of them to be trapped.