Chương 856: Chapter 28: Dragon's Blood_5

Xuan Yue faintly felt that Pu Lin, the prophet who had sacrificed thirty years of his life for his tribespeople, seemed to be dictating his own will.

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The night had deepened, the sky devoid of any starlight, layers of dark clouds obscuring the bright moon, plunging the earth into darkness. Occasionally, a breeze would rustle the leaves, creating an eerie feeling.

Outside a stone house near the Tilu Temple.

Yan Li was sitting on the steps at the entrance of the stone room, continually wiping his two Battle Axes with a cloth he found somewhere. "Big Brother Yan Ju, do you think the murderer will come tonight? Shouldn't we deploy more people here to trap him? Hmm, if I catch the bastard, I'll just snap and kill him," he said, gesturing with the Battle Axe in his hand. They had been guarding here for half the night, but there had been no sign of activity. The night had deepened, and the tribespeople of Pu Yan had already gone to sleep.