Maybe he has really returned to the city. This dense forest is so big that it is easy to miss...
She teleported away again, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Not long after she left, a figure appeared on a big tree.
This man was dressed in jet black robes, with a purple jade crown on his head, and a mask on his face. You couldn't see clearly what his face looked like, but you could only see that his whole body seemed to be enveloped in a dark cloud, blending into the dark night...
Such a heavy rain did not leave a drop on his body, and his clothes danced without any wind.
He stood there, looking down at the place where Gu Xijiu once stood, slightly lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.
"My lord!" A black image emerged from the soil, appeared silently, and bowed to salute him.
"How?" The man in black robes cherished his words like gold.
"My subordinates have searched the surrounding area, but there is no trace of him."
The man in jet black robes became cold all over: "Idiot! Even with my blood-searching butterfly, I can't find the whereabouts of a living person. What else do you want me to do?!"
The subordinate suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and knelt down: "Your Majesty, I know my mistake. I beg your Majesty to spare my life..."
The man in black robe glanced at him coldly.
The mask was ferocious, and the look in his eyes was cold. He made a secret with his fingertips and flicked it towards the subordinate!
The subordinate felt as if he had been electrocuted. His body trembled into a ball, his mouth opened wide, but he couldn't make a sound. He twitched a few times on the ground, his body bunched together like a spasm, and finally stopped moving.
He died with an extremely painful expression on his face, and it was clear that he had suffered a living sin before his death.
The man in black robe remained motionless. After the subordinate died, his fingertips fainted, and with a flash of red light, a blood-red butterfly flew up, circled around him, and finally stayed on his The fingertips and wing tips are flapping, which is very beautiful.
"My lord, are you in a bad mood?" A young man in green clothes appeared, bowed to him first, and then asked.
This young man in green has a golden crown and is wearing a light blue robe. He has long and beautiful eyebrows, long and thick eyelashes, big eyes, a small mouth, a snow-white and pink face, and two very shallow dimples on his cheeks. He looks very good. What's pleasing is that his eyebrows are a little thick and fly into his temples, giving him a slightly masculine look.
This young man has a pair of dark green eyes, and his eyes are extremely deep when looking at the man in black robe.
The man in black robe glanced at him and said calmly: "Die'er, these subordinates of yours need to be retrained."
The young man lowered his head and said, "Yes, it's because of the poor supervision of my subordinates."
The man in black robe lowered his eyes and looked at the blood butterfly on his fingertips: "Even searching the blood butterfly can't find his whereabouts. It seems that he is well hidden!"
The young man said: "Perhaps it was the heavy rain that hid his aura."
The man in black robe glanced at him: "Didn't you say that this blood-searching butterfly is searching for the scent of human blood? Human body odor can be changed. Blood is produced in the body, so the scent should not change, nor can it be washed away by water. ."
The young man lowered his head: "In principle, that's the case. This is what my subordinates are confused about. Even if Mr. Fuyi can clear away his aura nearby, it shouldn't change the scent of blood. Could it be that he was swallowed by some ferocious beast?" "
The man in black robe snorted: "Even if it is swallowed, as long as it has not been digested, this blood butterfly can still find the beast!"
"My lord, did he escape back to the city? Maybe he was hiding in an inn in the city." The young man guessed.
(End of chapter)