Huangfu Miaomiao's face went pale, and she hurriedly explained, "I had a hallucination! Someone was clearly talking to me from behind just now, and he looked exactly like that Taoist!"
Li Qing lowered his gaze and said quietly, "It seems those Fox Demons still aren't ready to give up."
Feng Ling smiled. "We killed so many of their kin. It's normal that they won't let it go. Once Pei Xianjue gets back, we'll have her burn everything nearby. Those foxes should settle down then."
Thinking of Pei Xianjue, Feng Ling looked around. "...Why isn't she back yet? Nothing could've happened to her, right?"
"Should we go look for her?" Li Qing asked.
Feng Ling thought for a moment. "She can't be that weak, can she...? Zhou Diao acted like being vice-captain made him the god of Qingjiang City. I thought Yuquan City's vice-captain would be formidable too."
As they spoke, footsteps sounded in the distance.
The footsteps came in fits and starts, strikingly clear in the deep darkness.
Feng Ling looked toward the sound and saw Pei Xianjue's figure gradually emerge from the mist.
Her leg was injured. Leaning on a tree branch, she dragged her wounded leg forward with difficulty.
Feng Ling raised an eyebrow slightly and watched her without saying a word.
Hallucinations were everywhere in this place. She could not be sure whether the person before her was truly Pei Xianjue, so she needed to observe her a little longer.
Pei Xianjue stopped when she saw her and waved, then continued walking over. Her face was full of exhaustion, and she did not even have the strength to speak.
"Little Skeleton, give her a shot of Recovery Potion," Feng Ling said to Huangfu Miaomiao.
She was probably real. The Fox Demons could not act that half-dead.
Huangfu