Quickly rummaging through the money bags of the two corpses, Zhang Rongfang got up and looked around.
Now the only way is to return to Tan Yang, but....
"If you go back now, it will definitely be too late." Suddenly, a voice floated from the side of the forest.
Zhang Rongfang's heart tightened, and he immediately looked up.
Following the direction of the voice, he soon saw a woman in blue leather armor, walking steadily and slowly approaching.
The woman's face was covered with a black mask, revealing only the narrow part of her eyes.
From a distance, there was a white vertical mark on the forehead of the mask, like a third eye.
"How about asking for help?" She raised her finger, pointing at the Feather Talisman hanging on Zhang Rongfang's waist, "It only takes one of those."
"Feather Talisman?" Zhang Rongfang immediately understood the other's identity.
Someone from the Golden Wing Pavilion!?
