"Where are the people? Could they have escaped?"
Bronze Bird's eyes were fierce as he stared at the beautiful woman in the red dress, his face darkening with anger, evidently guessing what might have happened, his words filled with rage.
"Hmph, Red Three sacrificed a great deal of her vital energy to unleash the venom's power, you must have felt that deeply. There's no need to say more about the others, I'll protect you while you heal. It's crucial to recover your energy first. Once you've regained your strength, we can make long-term plans." The woman in red snorted coldly and after speaking indifferently for a few sentences, she vanished on the spot, leaving behind a fleeting shadow.
Bronze Bird's expression changed uncertainly for a while before he closed his eyes again and began to heal his injuries through meditation.
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Many miles away from Iron Fire Valley, in the sky, a bronze flying chariot emerged from an inconspicuous white cloud with a howling sound.