Chapter 88: Tracking the Robbers

Uncle Nine walked back to the mortuary in silence. In just an Instant, he seemed to look much older. Luo Feng spoke lightly, but the Scary nature of that group of Zombies was something Uncle Nine had seen, and there was no way Luo Feng could have achieved Success.

And that mischievous kid had stolen his heirloom compass. Even when dying, he had not even thought to return it.

“That little Bastard,” Uncle Nine suddenly jumped up and shouted angrily, “he took my most valuable thing even when he was going to die.” Then he suddenly started crying…

In the Villa, Luo Feng stood up. The feeling of being chased by a group of Zombies was really not pleasant.

Luo Feng took out the Bullet that had hit Sun Ziqing from his Ring. He also took out the compass he had stolen from Uncle Nine. He used the Dao Arts to draw out that one strand of Breath belonging to the robbers from the Bullet.

The compass started to Rotate. It could not only be used to determine the Position of a Ghost, but also of people.

Finally, the compass pointed to one Direction.

Luo Feng walked out of the Villa and, guided by the compass, ran hard all the way.

The Goal seemed to be Move. The direction indicated by the compass kept changing. It was deep in the night, and there was no Rest. They must be discussing something bad.

Arriving At an old House in the Slum District, Luo Feng stopped.

The direction indicated by the compass was here.

Who could have thought that robbers who had stolen a huge sum of money from a Bank would live in the Slum District?

He climbed over the wall and entered. The room was lit with dim yellow light, and the silhouettes of several people were projected on the window, floating occasionally.

“Boss, the few million we stole from the bank last time was simply not enough. It was gone in less than One Month. Let’s pull off a big score again?”

“Shut Up! If you had not killed someone last time, would we have to be so cautious now?”

“That’s right. She just dumped some dirty woman. Was it necessary to be so hot-tempered?”

“…”

Luo Feng pressed himself against the Corner, listening to the discussion inside the room. There was no Doubt in his mind anymore, but… the Boss’s Sound seemed somewhat familiar.

Luo Feng kicked the door open with one foot. The Huge noise stunned the three people in the room. “Who is it?”

The three people Turn Head towards the Entrance. Then Luo Feng saw their Appearances.

One had a sharp mouth and thin face, looking wretched. Another was tall and thin, looking quite weak. The last one was refined and gentle, carrying the Temperament of a Scholar.

Luo Feng stared steadily at the last one: Yuan Qinghe.

Yuan Qinghe was also quite surprised when he Saw Luo Feng. Then he smiled in a refined way. “Did you hear everything?”

Luo Feng also smiled, but he gritted his teeth while doing so. It was these three who had caused Sun Ziqing to turn into a Stone Statue, keeping only the last trace of her Vitality.

“Yes, I heard it. So what?”

“Of course, we just have to kill you. Then there would be one less rival for love.”

A gunshot rang out. Luo Feng stood in his Original Place without moving. What fell was the wretched Man.

Yuan Qinghe looked at the gun in Luo Feng’s hand in Absolute terror. That gun had just Appear, and he would absolutely not be wrong.

The wretched Man needed Time to take out his gun, but Luo Feng did not. Therefore, Luo Feng did not need to Dodge at all and killed the wretched Man first.

Without saying a word, Luo Feng shot the tall and thin Man down again, then looked at Yuan Qinghe.

“Teacher Mengdie is the most innocent and Clean Girl in this world. Your dirty Soul does not deserve her.”

Yuan Qinghe retreated in terror. “Do Not kill me. I do Not Want to die.”

“Ha…” Luo Feng laughed scornfully. “You do Not Want to die? Do others want to die? You robbed a Bank and caused how many families to be broken and lose their lives? Perhaps among them were their lifesaving money. You cannot even delay by One Second.”

Luo Feng’s Complexion turned dark. “Besides, last time you killed the wrong Person. Go to Hell!”

Luo Feng stamped his foot hard. He pressed Yuan Qinghe’s Head into the Hard cement floor. Blood Spread out, and Yuan Qinghe had no more Breath.

Luo Feng tidied up Everything in the scene. Fearing that traces would Stay on the wall and could not be Wiped clean, he simply dismantled that part of the wall and put it into his Ring. He would throw it away in the next World, leaving no trace.

After finishing Everything, Luo Feng Left the Slum District and returned to the Villa. He fell exhausted onto the Sofa and fell asleep in a Blink.

Luo Feng Woke Up to Li Mochou’s startled cry.

Luo Feng Charge Towards the Kitchen and arrived in Front of Li Mochou. He looked at the small Wound on her hand.

“Why were you so careless?” Luo Feng scolded with Heartache, putting Li Mochou’s delicate Finger into his mouth.

“Seeing Brother Luo Feng work so hard, I wanted to cook a breakfast for him myself.” Li Mochou had Woke Up early. Seeing the Exhaustion on Brother Luo Feng’s forehead, she knew he had Experienced something.

Back then in the world of Legend of the Condor Heroes, she had only thought about the Pain she would feel when Separated from Brother Luo Feng. She never thought that Brother Luo Feng would experience the Pain of being Separated from both her and Huang Rong At The Same Time, enduring Double the Pain.

So, even though she could not Cook, she wanted Luo Feng to know that no matter what, they would be Beside him, never leaving him, relying on each other through Life and Death.

Luo Feng took his finger out of his mouth. He was just about to say something silly to the Girl, but he suddenly froze, unable to take his Gaze away from Li Mochou’s finger.

At this moment, Li Mochou’s finger was bright white and Smooth, showing not a single trace of a Wound.

Was this the Restore power that Li Mochou possessed herself, or was it the Effect of his saliva?

Luo Feng took a knife and cut his own finger, then put it in his mouth. He Ordered Xiao Meng not to Repair it.

After a Moment, the Wound was Still there.

Luo Feng looked at Li Mochou. He did not Remember Li Mochou having this Ability? This Ability was simply a god-level Skill, right?

Li Mochou also discovered this point. Naturally, she was Clear that she could not Restore her own injuries before. So this Restore power must have appeared later.

However, now looking at the Wound on Luo Feng’s hand, Li Mochou felt Heartache. So without even Thinking about it, she cut her finger and fed her Blood into Luo Feng’s mouth.

Luo Feng and Li Mochou watched with their own Eyes as the Wounds on both their hands Disappeared at a Speed visible to the naked eye. Very soon, it seemed as if they had never been injured.

Luo Feng held Li Mochou’s Smooth Small Hand, his Thoughts going in a hundred directions.

Li Mochou’s Blood could Treat injuries. Luo Feng subconsciously thought of the Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox. When Luo Feng had originally brought Li Mochou and Huang Rong to the Real World, the Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox had not Come with them. Could Li Mochou’s current Ability be related to it?

The Blood of the Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox could Treat all internal injuries. But Li Mochou’s Blood seemed to even Treat external wounds, and its Effect was a Hundred times stronger than that of the Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox.

“Xiao Meng, what is going on here?”

“Please, Host, explore this yourself.”

Luo Feng knew this would be the Answer. He had not expected to get a Result, but he felt he had guessed about ninety percent right.

If so, could Li Mochou’s Blood treat Sun Ziqing’s injuries?

Looking at Li Mochou’s Small Hand, Luo Feng could not bear to see her get injured again. But thinking about Sun Ziqing’s Vitality, Luo Feng finally asked for a drop of Blood from Li Mochou.

Luo Feng called Hancock, took out the Stone Statue that Sun Ziqing had become. Once Li Mochou’s Blood proved useless, Hancock would immediately turn Sun Ziqing into a Stone Statue again…