Lin Heng had not even had time to complain before Meng Yutong whisked him away.
That was right—only the word "abducted" could describe it.
Watching the two disappear, Mu Li ground her teeth furiously and stomped her foot.
"(〃＞皿＜) Damn it! That old woman is robbing the cradle and she is not even pretending anymore! I'm going to tell Dugu Zixuan right now and ruin your good thing!"
Following the principle of if she could not have it, she would destroy it, Mu Li hurried off to find Dugu Zixuan and the others.
At that moment, Dugu Zixuan, Shen Yeting, Dugu Feng, Martial Man, and the others were sitting in an open, chilly spot behind the mountain, letting the cold wind blow over them.
They watched Leng Qingyun and Silly Snake prepare roasted meat.
"Old Feng, what did that old fellow Shi Yuanzhou say when you went drinking on the Main Peak today?" Shen Yeting stretched out her leg and kicked Dugu Feng, who was lying on the grass.
"He did not say much. We just drank, and he thanked us for helping out."
"Come to think of it, didn't the old man say our Dugu Clan was going to expand our territory? Those plague-ridden bastards from the Heavenly Action Continent have reached our very doorstep, yet we cannot even catch sight of them."
Dugu Feng complained again.
Dugu Zhengyuan had gone to the Heavenly Action Continent precisely to plan this matter, yet there was still no news from him.
Who would not be anxious in his place?
Dugu Feng truly did not want to be trapped in the Western Continent. The Eastern Continent was far more comfortable!
"It is impossible to go back now. There will be a hard battle in the Western Continent sooner or later, and when