Chapter 1173: The Death of the National Teacher (6)

Bai Yin heard Xuanwu's voice and glanced sideways at him, although he did not witness the scene of the destruction of the Turks, he pieced together a complete summary from everyone's mouths.

Thinking of Madame's ability, Bai Yin clasped his hands.

I hope that Mrs. can create another miracle and find the master, the living master.

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Under the cliff of the broken intestine.

It took Chen Mengtian a moment before he landed on the ground.

The national teacher had already fainted with fright.

When he was about to fall to the ground, Chen Mengtian directly let go, and the national teacher fell to the ground.

The pain brought him to his senses, and the other party hugged his broken leg and kept wailing.

Chen Mengtian raised the torch in his hand and looked around, wanting to find Jiang Zebei's traces from here.

At the beginning of spring, the surrounding flowers and trees are not yet in sight.

Chen Mengtian soon found fragments of clothes from the hay not far away.

She walked over quickly, picked up the piece of fabric, and sniffed it gently under her nose.

Smelling the blood that had been on the fabric for an unknown period of time, her beautiful eyes flashed a glimmer of light in the dark night.

The bloodstains on the clothes belong to Jiang Zebei, and Chen Mengtian will not admit his breath.

Lowering the torch in his hand, Chen Mengtian searched for other traces in place.

However, a long time has passed, and there are some large beasts around, even if there are any traces of Jiang Zebei, they have all been destroyed.

Chen Mengtian walked around without giving up, not looking for any traces left by Jiang Zebei, she couldn't help but increase the scope of her search again.

Until she found a place, the ground was covered with dried blood, looking at the remaining rags on the ground, Chen Mengtian's eyes shrank sharply.

She was unsteady on her feet and staggered along.

Although the blood on the ground had dried up, the faint smell of blood made Chen Mengtian sure that the blood belonged to Aze.

Even if not all the blood belongs to Jiang Zebei, some of it must be Aze's, she can smell it.

Chen Mengtian knelt on it, lowered his head slightly, and sniffed the blood on the ground.

There's Aze's blood in it, and there's a smell of beast blood.

She raised the torch in her hand and looked around, seeing signs of a fight on the edge.

This discovery made Chen Mengtian's anxious eyes red.

Aze was so seriously injured and fighting with wild beasts, thinking of that scene, Chen Mengtian's heart fluttered, and she was almost out of breath in pain.

There were other signs of a fight around, spreading forward.

Chen Mengtian stood up and walked towards the traces of the fight, and the place he passed was a mess, and he could see at a glance how heroic the scene was.

As I walked farther and farther along the road, there were more and more trees, and the sound of running water sounded in my ears.

In this way, Chen Mengtian followed the traces of the fight and came to a rapids stream, next to the stream there was the body of a black bear, the flesh of the corpse had rotted, and there were only white bones left on the ground.

Smelling the corrosive smell of blood, Chen Mengtian knew that this was the beast fighting Jiang Zebei.

And when he got here, Jiang Zebei's breath had disappeared.

Chen Mengtian stared at the corroded black bear corpse, anger flashed in her beautiful eyes, thinking that Jiang Zebei might be injured by it, her hand holding the torch slowly stretched out.

I saw that there was a purple-blue flame on that hand.

Flames flew towards the black bear's body, burning the rotting body in the blink of an eye.