The trees on the hill beside Beijiang city were dense.
At this moment, on the hill, a man in black clothes and black robes shouted in despair, "I'm so angry! My puppet bull was killed!
"I remember your taste. When my clansmen come, you'll definitely have a good time!
"I need to find someone to ambush at the next intersection."
After he finished speaking, he walked into the distance of the forest.
Although he was wrapped in a big black robe, if one observed carefully, one would notice that although he was walking upright, he hunched over and panted heavily occasionally.
When he moved, he moved very quickly, especially in the forest, as if there were no obstacles.
On the other side, Ling Feng ordered his clone to search the surroundings.
100 or so clones spread out around 1000 meters, directly searching in all directions and then collecting useful information to tell Ling Feng.