The wind howled in his ears, and Zheng Qing could hear the corners of his robe snapping in the gale. He vaguely guessed what the old man was doing.
A moment later, the wind gradually died down.
"This is a farewell gift..."
Elder Attar's voice drifted farther and farther away. Zheng Qing slowly opened his eyes. As far as the eye can see, everything was lush and green. They had already left that magnificent golden hall and arrived in an unfamiliar place.
Night had fallen, and the forest was dim.
Maodou charged out of the gloom, wagging his tail enthusiastically at the young publicly funded student. Their brief reunion had already allowed Doggy to become familiar again with the wizard's new scent.
Zheng Qing scratched his head, while the talisman gun in his hand remained steadily aimed at Nikita.
"You really don't need to be so careful." The banshee shrugged helplessly and pointed at the jade talisman hanging from her body. "All my magic and demonic aura have been sealed by this talisman... If your finger twitches by accident, wouldn't I die a terribly unjust death?"
"It wouldn't be unjust at all if you died." Zheng Qing first refuted the banshee, then shook the gun muzzle. "Behave yourself. My finger is very steady... It's precisely because you've been sealed that I need to be extra careful."
Merlin only knew whether this cunning banshee had left herself some backup plan.
As he spoke, Zheng Qing kept surveying their surroundings from the corner of his eye. At that moment, the five hunters of the You Zui Hunting Team, two banshees, and one dog stood at the edge of a thick forest. Beneath their feet was a forked path, and a wooden sign stood at the intersection.
Three wooden arrows hung beneath the