บท 153: Bloody Magical Vine

He Hu, He Renlong's brother, kept running. He didn't dare stop.

He didn't know why, but he didn't trust his brother. At the moment when Jiang Chen drew out his sword, his confidence was shattered into pieces.

Too anxious to pay attention to the course, he suddenly stumbled on an exposed tree root and fell on his face.

Feeling pain from his face, he sat against the tree to take a rest.

He won't come after me, will he?

He looked in the direction he had come from. He wished his brother would appear at that moment.

Although he would be reproached, he would be safe.

"Tired of running?"

But nothing went as planned. A cold voice came from the air. He Hu looked up and saw Jiang Chen landing on the ground, only a few steps away from him.

He Hu paled. He knew his brother must be dead since Jiang Chen was there.

Instead of anger or hatred, what he felt was fear.

"Tell me."