"Less than a quarter of an hour!" In the stone house, under the collapsed stone wall, the grey wolf was lying there, bathed in blood. Ming Fan bent over and gently pinched the blood on the neck of the grey wolf, but there was no sign of dry. It didn't take long for a person to leave. Moreover, the fatal wounds of three knives were on the neck. Ming Fan slightly narrowed his eyes and stood up from the ground to look at the direction of the back mountain. This could not be done by dry wood. She did not have the ability, so she walked back to the stone house again and observed the surroundings.
"Summon Ming'er." Ming Rufan raised his nose and looked at the corner of the stone house. After giving orders to Ming'er behind him, he walked towards that corner and disappeared quickly.
"Dry Wood..
