Qin Feiyang's gaze turned cold, and his hands formed a seal in front of his chest, quickly producing an enslavement mark.
Whoosh!
Following closely.
The enslavement mark entered Mu Qing's sea of consciousness.
"Ah..."
The intense pain forced a miserable howl from Mu Qing.
Once the pain disappeared, Mu Qing's face twisted slightly in a grimace as he looked mockingly at Qin Feiyang, saying, "I've already told you, these are useless to me!"
"I'm not expecting you to tell me now either."
Qin Feiyang replied indifferently, then left the ancient castle with the wolf king, appearing beside the corpse of that man in golden armor.
Qin Feiyang said, "Take a sniff, see if there's Mu Tianyang's scent."
The wolf king lowered its head and sniffed carefully.
A moment later.
Its eyes lit up, and it looked at Qin Feiyang, saying, "Although a lot of time has passed and the scent has mostly dissipated, I still caught the scent of that damn monkey."
