บท 482: It Was the Angry Fist after the Rainstorm

Wang Yao headed south to begin his chase. He was extremely fast.

A figure shuttled through the jungle, changing the route from time to time.

At the same time, he was sending out some sounds to attract people's attention.

Shashasha. He faintly heard some sounds. He thought perhaps it was an illusion.

"Come on, hurry up!" He squeezed his limit and raised the speed again. He couldn't let his master's efforts be wasted.

Ah? He suddenly saw a different kind of woods. He subconsciously rushed over. Where there was woods, there was a shadow. It would be easier to hide.

He heard a dog bark before he reached the woods. "There is a dog?" This was not a problem for him.

When he was close to the front, he found that the trees were dense but not thick. The gap was very narrow. Additionally, they were still moving. They kept shaking, which shook his eyes.