After the head was chopped off, Huo Jingcheng's body could no longer control the wind and fell limply to the ground.

"it is finally over!"

Han Qiu took back the ancient white jade sword and said with some regret: "Actually, our cooperation is still not tacit enough. If we can be more tacit, it will be easier to kill Huo Jingcheng."

Zhang Ruochen looked at the corpse on the ground without any joy and said: "Let's go! Let's get out of here as soon as possible."

"Um!"

Han Qiu nodded.

Not long after Zhang Ruochen and Han Qiu left, an old man wearing a purple gold crown, riding a three-legged fire crow, flew into Baiwu Ancient City and stopped above the underground palace.

The old man jumped off the back of the three-legged fire crow and walked to Huo Jingcheng's body. A bright light appeared in his eyes and he said to himself: "They are actually able to kill Princess Zhenling and Huo Jingcheng. These two juniors are really awesome."

Not to be underestimated.”

He sniffed it gently with his nose and said: "The smell of blood is still very fresh. He must have been dead for less than three hours."

The old man took a look at the ground and quickly found the traces left by Zhang Ruochen and Han Qiu when they left.

He jumped on the back of the three-legged fire crow again, controlled the three-legged fire crow, and chased after Zhang Ruochen and Han Qiu in the direction they left.
Chapter completed!