"Huo Lian, what did you do with Feng He after taking him away?" Beside Huo Lian, Wu Xuancang could not help asking quietly.
His voice was very soft, but Xuan Tu and the others heard him all the same.
They had not originally intended to ask much about this matter.
After all, since Huo Lian had never brought it up, he probably did not want to say much, and they had no spare attention to ask about such things.
One Feng He could not affect the overall situation, so they did not care much.
Now that Wu Xuancang had asked, of course they wanted to hear what Huo Lian had to say.
"What else would I do? I killed him," Huo Lian said flatly.
"That simple?" Wu Xuancang asked.
"I don't believe it either," Zuo Qiu Shu said. "You took Feng He away just to kill him so easily? That old fellow was always sneaking around. He had some secrets. Didn't you have your eye on something good he had?"
"Is it difficult to talk about?" Fan Zhuolang asked.
"There's nothing difficult about it." Huo Lian laughed. "Huang Xiao and I forced him into the Ghost Capital, then stripped him of everything he had. We did get a few things-cultivation methods, medicinal pills. Things from the Ghost Dao are rather strange, but used well and used correctly, they might make a useful means."
"So you reaped quite a harvest?" Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly asked.
Huo Lian glanced at Mo Pozheng. "Mo Pozheng, you're very eager to know too, aren't you?"
"Of course. I'm very curious," Mo Pozheng said.
He did not care about Feng He's death.
What he cared about was what Huo Lian had obtained from Feng He.
If he rescued the Ancestor in the future, and if the Ancestor