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Wei Suo almost immediately released the unremarkable White Jade Crane.
The moment Han Weiwei saw it, her little face, which had just been smug over successfully haggling, immediately fell again. Still, with no other flight magic treasure to choose from, she promptly followed Wei Suo onto the White Jade Crane.
"A Circulation Realm cultivator is a Circulation Realm cultivator indeed. He even has a flight magic treasure."
Clan Zhu in Brocade Clothes could not help sighing, but before he had even finished, whoosh—the White Jade Crane had already carried Wei Suo and Han Weiwei away.
"Big Brother, wait for me!" After staring blankly for a moment, the brocade-robed man immediately took off after them at full speed.
In the blazing forest, four cultivators were fiercely attacking a Two-headed Dog.
Behind one of the four cultivators, a gaunt old man wielding a magic artifact shaped like a Silver Dragon Head Cane, sat another cultivator cross-legged. His entire body was charred black, his hair standing on end, and he looked as though he had been half-fried by lightning. His eyes were shut in pain as he relied on some kind of spiritual medicine to treat his injuries.
"Damn, this is a Two-headed Dog?"
Following closely behind Feng Zhiyou, Wei Suo had barely taken in the scene in the forest before he sucked in a sharp breath.
The Two-headed Dog facing the four cultivators was practically the size of a black ox. Its fur was pitch-black, as though it had just been pulled from a vat of black oil, and its entire body gleamed with an oily sheen.
Both heads were enormous, their murky yellow eyes brimming with bloodthirsty light. Most chilling of all, the sharp fangs in both mouths