Amo looked at the lifeless Fan Hanzhou amidst the dust, gasping for breath, sweat dripping down, the violence in her eyes receding like a tide...
Amo took a few deep breaths, then suddenly raised her head to look around.
There was a hint of urgency in her eyes.
But all she saw was the desolate wilderness, shadows of trees swaying, leaving her uncertain of Lv Qingzhu's whereabouts...
Amo leaped to the edge of a dense forest, holding her breath and listening intently. She heard faint sounds of fighting from within the forest and immediately leaped towards the direction of the sounds.
Amo had just slipped into the forest when she suddenly saw a dark figure moving between the tree gaps not far away.
The source of the fighting seemed to be still quite a distance away, but the dark figure's movement was just a few yards away. Amo swiftly turned her form and darted towards the shifting shadow.
