Feng Shaolin ran madly, and behind him, Ling Han chased after him at an unhurried pace.
He also had a tracking treasure, so he was completely unconcerned. He slowly chased after him, but did not give Feng Shaolin the chance to heal his injuries.
And just like that, the chase lasted for more than two days.
Feng Shaolin was battered and exhausted. After running for two days, his mystical power was greatly exhausted, and he was still unable to heal his injuries. Not only were his injuries not under control, but they were even worsening, causing him to almost lose all hope.
Xiu, he dashed out of a forest of stone, yet a group of people shockingly appeared ahead of him.
Coincidentally, it was Feng Jixing and his group again.
Compared to the last time, Feng Shaolin was filled with vigor, but now, he was like a stray dog. There was really no comparison.