The sky is slightly bright, and the morning dawn is rising.

The nine-headed giant tiger had already turned into a spot of light and dissipated into the night sky.

The Black Wind Bat chasing the two was also completely gone.

The day is rising, and the border of Qingfeng looms in view.

Two figures shot out of the forest.

"This harvest is not bad. ”

Wang Tianling returned to the mountains and forests behind him and chuckled.

Looking around, there are few people, which is the opposite of the constant presence of people when they come.

Leng Qiuhan turned his head and asked, "Brother Ling, shall we go back to Vientiane Gate directly?"

Wang Tianling nodded: "Go back directly, I don't know if Mu Sen's kid has gone back." ”

Leng Qiuhan chuckled: "If you don't have luck, you should have returned a long time ago......

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