"This..." Li Xiaowen and the others looked at one another, all wearing puzzled expressions. Li Xiaowen gave a bitter smile. "It is not only Fellow Daoist Xiao who finds this strange. Even I am scratching my head over it. Such injuries... he should have died after having his heart gouged out. But... our knowledge is shallow, and we do not know what demon beast or enemy could have done this!"
"Fellow Daoist Li, look at Fellow Daoist Yong's chest wound. It seems his chest was cut open by something sharp..." Xun Feiyan lowered her head and examined it for a long while before pointing at the edge of the wound.
"Mm, Fellow Daoist Xun is quite right. Could it be that Fellow Daoist Yong encountered some mortal enemy in Nancai Ping?" Li Xiaowen muttered, stroking his chin. "Otherwise, apart from ice bugs, what else could there be in Nancai Ping..."
At this point, Li Xiaowen suddenly thought of something. His expression changed drastically, and terror filled his face. When he turned to look at the others, aside from Xiao Hua, who was still somewhat bewildered, the other four had gone pale as well.
"Run!" Li Xiaowen cried in a low voice. Before his words had even faded, he had already taken out a Flying Talisman, stuck it onto himself, and shot into the sky. The other four were no slower, taking flight one after another.
Xiao Hua was puzzled at first, but after a moment's thought, he was greatly alarmed as well. He hurriedly followed them into the air. The five of them fled far away without even sparing a glance for Yong Shang's corpse.
The five flew for more than half a day. Only when they were already far from the Xushu Mountain Range did they slow down somewhat