Shuiyuan looked at the big hole in the palace wall. It was obvious that a battle had taken place here.

"Brother, maybe they really have a way to leave."

Shui Changkong looked around and said calmly.

"Why?"

Shuiyuan asked.

"No matter how arrogant Ma Kai is, he is still at the ninth level of perfection. If you look around, you can see the extent of damage to buildings and ground. Even An Jin can do it. There are only two possibilities."

Shui Changkong paused and said, "First, this person attacked Ma Kai secretly. Second, the opponent was extremely powerful, and Ma Kai died before he even used his full strength."

Shuiyuan's old face became more solemn, "If you are a powerful master, you may have a way to escape from the ruins."

"what to do?"

Shui Changkong asked.

"Give it up and just pretend that nothing happened. Anyway, Ma Kai is dead. If the Yin Yang Crusaders ask, just refuse to admit it."

Shuiyuan sighed, "Just find Tianming. If you really can't find it, you can only open the ruins. My son should be back."

…

Feng Lin felt the energy fluctuations above him all the time.

They had searched the area carefully just now, but now they were all going elsewhere.

Feng Lin took out the treasures and food.

He sat in front of Sun Zhizhi, took off her ragged black silk stockings, extracted the essence and applied it to several wounds on her legs.

Sun Zhizhi was chewing gum and looking away with an unnatural expression.

Feng Lin raised his head and said: "Let's agree first, you can do it by yourself in a private place, I won't help you."

When he treats diseases, he also looks at people.

With such a small and fresh figure, it would be better to rub your face a few times.
Chapter completed!