But how to survive is a question.
Fan Wubing didn't dare to conclude. He explored her body for a long time, making the little princess both nervous and embarrassed,
"Is it...done?"
"Don't rush."
"Oh."
In Fan Wubing's perception, Fu Manman was indeed "alive," but she indeed had no heart, a characteristic of the heartless body as described by the senior martial sister. But what did she rely on to live?
Unwilling to believe so easily, he slightly revealed some of his own aura, and the moment it was exposed, a fierce oppression swept upon him.
"It hurts so much!" The scorching pain immediately made Fu Manman cry out.
Fan Wubing quickly retracted his aura. However, he had already found the position! Disguised blood energy, moving against the flow, crossed a barrier and reached the source of that oppression.
Then, he saw a strange bird with three legs, entirely golden, silently staring at him in the darkness.
That condescending gaze, the undeniable aura, the turbulent malice...
