Chapter 28 Dragon's Blood_5

Xuan Yue had a vague feeling that the Prophet Pu Lin, who sacrificed thirty years of his life for his tribe, seemed to be telling his own will.

The night was very deep. There were no stars in the night sky. The cumulus clouds blocked the bright moon, plunging the earth into darkness. Occasionally, the breeze would stir the leaves, giving a sense of eerie.

Outside a stone house of the Tilu Temple.

Yan Li was sitting on the steps at the entrance of the stone chamber. He found a cloth from somewhere and was constantly wiping his twin Battle Axes, "Brother Yan Ju, do you think the murderer will come tonight? Should we arrange more hands here to trap them. Hmm, as long as I catch that bastard, I will snap him in half and kill him." Saying that, he made a gesture with the Battle Axe in his hand. They had been guarding here for a half night, but there was no movement. It was deep into the night and the Pu Yan tribesmen had long been asleep.