Chapter 301 Fan Yuanhai's Suspicion

Amo stood somewhere at the edge of the dense forest, looking at the headless body on the ground, her eyes fixed.

That was Tao Rong's body, the severed head was no longer bleeding, and it was obvious that he had been dead for a while.

Amo stood there, looking around, and suddenly she jumped and turned in a certain direction along the edge of the dense forest.

After Amo turned around the dense forest, she saw a dilapidated temple not far away. She was about to go over to check, and suddenly she saw a figure walking out of the temple gate.

Amo was delighted. If that wasn't Lv Qingzhu, who else could it be?

"Miss! Miss!"

Amo immediately jumped up and ran wildly, not even caring about his body shape, and stepped on the ground to shake.

Lv Qingzhu's face was a little pale and depressed, and suddenly she saw Amo, covered in blood, running wildly.

The two met a few feet in front of the dilapidated temple.

"Miss, you are not injured?" Amo looked at Lv Qingzhu repeatedly.

Lv Qingzhu's face turned pale and she said, "I'm not hurt."

"Miss, I was scared to death!" Ah Mo said, "I asked many people, and they all said they didn't see you. I was so worried."

As Ah Mo spoke, she actually started crying.

She seemed calm, but her heart was already overwhelmed by anxiety and worry. At this moment, when she saw Lv Qingzhu, she felt like she was reborn.

Lv Qingzhu looked at Ah Mo, smiled bitterly, and said, "Ah Mo, why is there so much blood on your face?"

Ah Mo said, "I killed several people, and those people are so annoying!"

Ah Mo thought of the beggar and the dwarf, and she became mad and wanted to kill them again.

Lv Qingzhu said, "Squat down and I'll wipe it for you."

Ah Mo squatted down obediently in front of Lv Qingzhu. Lv Qingzhu took a handkerchief and wiped off the dried flesh on Ah Mo's face bit by bit.

While Lu Qingzhu was wiping, she suddenly saw Duan Rong standing at the temple gate, looking at her and Ah Mo.

Lu Qingzhu's expression was calm, she just carefully wiped the blood off Ah Mo's face.

"Miss, are you done?"

"There's still a little bit." Lu Qingzhu wiped off the blood from the corner of Ah Mo's mouth and said, "It's done."

Lu Qingzhu threw the blood-stained handkerchief on the ground.

Ah Mo stood up, and Lu Qingzhu said, "Let's go."

Ah Mo was about to leave, but suddenly saw Duan Rong standing in front of the temple gate, his face a little dazed.

Ah Mo's eyes showed a puzzled look, and the young lady just walked out of the broken temple.

Ah Mo walked beside Lv Qingzhu and suddenly asked, "Miss, you can feel it. We all came out of the ruined temple. Is there anything in the ruined temple?"

Lv Qingzhu's face suddenly darkened when he heard it. He turned his head and looked at Ah Mo, and said angrily, "Don't mention this person in the future! If you mention it again, I will tear your mouth!"

Amo was shocked by Lv Qingzhu's appearance. Lv Qingzhu had never been so fierce to her.

After Lv Qingzhu finished speaking, he walked forward.

Although Ah Mo was scolded for no reason and felt a little wronged, she immediately followed.

Duan Rong stood at the temple gate, watching Lv Qingzhu's back disappear at the corner of the dense forest.

Lv Qingzhu walked for a long time, and Duan Rong suddenly looked at a grassland several feet away. He walked over slowly and picked up the blood-stained handkerchief there.

Duan Rong opened the handkerchief and put it in his hand. Although the handkerchief was covered with blood, it was still faintly visible that a cold plum tree isolated on a cliff was embroidered in one corner.

On the official road, Fan Yuanhai looked a little lonely. He had never thought that he would lose his hand one day.

Although he could make a prosthesis and wear a pair of gloves to cover it, he still lost a hand...

Fan Yuanhai took a long breath before he calmed down. He stood up and looked at the iron fan in his hand. There was a soft sword wrapped around the iron fan, but the handle of the soft sword was only clamped with a thin piece of copper.

Fan Yuanhai bit the handle of the fan with his mouth, took the soft sword off with one hand, threw it aside, and then closed the iron fan and hung it on his waist again.

He sighed, tore off a corner of his clothes, and wanted to bandage his broken arm, but he only had one hand at the moment, so it was quite troublesome to bandage it.

It took a lot of effort to just wrap it up.

Fan Yuanhai walked to the side of the road and picked up his broken hand.

He looked at his broken hand, which had been with him for more than 20 years. It looked so familiar.

He smiled bitterly, threw it hard, and threw it into the dense forest not far away.

Fan Yuanhai looked at the place where his broken hand disappeared, his eyes flickered, and murmured: "Mother and child soft sword, wearing inner armor, who are you?"

Fan Yuanhai turned his head and looked at the official road in front.

At this time, the thick black smoke had dissipated from the explosion several feet away.

The eight big holes were very dazzling. The broken carriage fragments were even spread all over the ground.

Fan Yuanhai looked far away and saw that at the other side of the explosion, there were three figures fighting around two bloody figures...

No mistake, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

Although it was far away, Fan Yuanhai could vaguely see that Zhu Qunxiang was inside.

Although Fan Yuanhai's hand was broken, he was a warrior of the second level of the Qi Realm after all. Although the Qi in his Dantian had been consumed a lot in the fight, it was not exhausted yet.

He still had fighting power!

But he didn't want to help Zhu Qunxiang and the others.

Ah Mo was covered in blood, and he had obviously killed a lot of people. The people who ambushed them should have been swept away by Ah Mo.

That is to say, the danger here has basically been eliminated.

Zhu Qunxiang and his men besieged the two blood shadows, which is also proof that they were outnumbered.

Since the danger was basically eliminated, Fan Yuanhai immediately returned to his original mission.

Why did he rush all the way here? Of course, it was Duan Rong.

Then, where is Duan Rong? Is he dead or alive now?

Fan Yuanhai really didn't want Duan Rong to die, because only by catching him alive can the chain of evidence be considered complete.

Fan Yuanhai stood by the official road, looking at the dense forests and wild lands on both sides. He was thinking, should he wait here? Or go to the dense forest to find Duan Rong?

At this time, Lu Qingzhu and A Mo turned out from the edge of the dense forest and walked towards the official road.

Fan Yuanhai smiled slightly, walked up quickly, and said, "Miss Qingzhu, A Mo is so powerful, I know you will be fine."

Seeing Fan Yuanhai's oily words, Lu Qingzhu didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

But Fan Yuanhai suddenly asked seriously: "Miss Qingzhu, Ah Mo! Have you seen Duan Rong?"

Lv Qingzhu's face was cold, but when she heard Duan Rong's name, her eyes flickered slightly, her lips trembled, and she said coldly: "No."

Ah Mo had clearly seen Duan Rong just now, but since the lady said no, she naturally kept silent.

After Lu Qingzhu finished speaking, she walked past Fan Yuanhai and went straight to the official road.

Fan Yuanhai looked at Lu Qingzhu's back, his eyes fixed. When Lu Qingzhu said no just now, her eyes flickered slightly and her lips trembled.

Ah Mo beside her also looked like he was about to say something but stopped, and when he left, he looked at me with a strange look.

Fan Yuanhai became suspicious and turned his head to look at the dense forest where Lu Qingzhu and Ah Mo had turned out.

Lv Qingzhu and Ah Mo were both simple-minded, and they were not old-timers in the underworld. When they told lies, some subtle movements would hardly escape Fan Yuanhai, a prodigal who grew up in the underworld.

Fan Yuanhai's eyes flickered, and he walked quickly to the edge of the dense forest. He turned around the edge of the dense forest and immediately saw a figure standing several feet away from the door of the dilapidated temple. He held up a handkerchief in one hand and looked at the handkerchief intently.

Fan Yuanhai's heart suddenly became happy.

That person was Duan Rong.