Playful Concubine: Black-bellied Devil Emperor, be tough!

Chapter 2090

"I didn't trample you into mud, but I exploded like this. Hey, it's a pity, I will give this body of cultivation to me." As he said to himself, Fatty bounced away from this land.

Looking around, he didn't find any 'incriminating evidence' that he had left behind. He clapped his hands and pinched his cheeks, "Hey, I really want to see how handsome I am." The narcissistic words were very flat.

"It must be the kind that is so handsome that you can't wait to die. Oh, I can't wait. Let's walk around and find a pool to take a photo." As he said, Fatty ran forward bouncingly.

Suddenly Ali slammed on the brakes, pulling his hair with one hand, "Aha, I almost forgot the business, I'd better go and tell Luo Xi about it first."

He touched his own round cheeks, "Hey, I'm afraid I'll have to wait until I see this handsome face." He continued to wipe his cheeks narcissistically, and then looked at his hands with satisfaction.

Finally, it is no longer feathered wings, haha, you can use your strength when you go back.

"I'm flying!" As he spoke, he made a soaring posture and moved forward, making a dog gnaw on the mud.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Spitting out the grass clippings in his mouth, Feifei patted himself on the head.

"Hey, you have to change the body to fly." For the beast that has only transformed into form, if it wants to use the power when it turned into the body, it still needs to be honed. This is the first time for it, and it is not easy to control.

Just like that, Fatty turned into the bird he was before, flapping his wings and flying towards the sky, with a weed caught in the feathers on his head, and now he is no longer the colorful miscellaneous bird he was before .

Instead, it was all black, like a black albatross, but with the sharpness and dominance of an eagle.

Not long after he left here, a figure appeared in this place.

Mo Fang stopped in front of the big pit, feeling Mo Yuan's lingering aura, his eyes were red and his fists were clenched, "Second Brother."

He looked at this place inch by inch, raised his footsteps and walked towards a direction, and finally stopped at a place. He wrestled with one hand and carefully twisted up a piece of rag, which was mixed with a trace of flesh and blood. .

That was his younger brother, the person he loved dearly, killing intent, killing intent gushed out from him crazily, and the surrounding vegetation moved automatically without wind.

Mo Fang took out a small box, filled it with rags, and began to search the surroundings with sharp eyes, looking for traces left by the enemy. He must find this person, tear him into pieces, and give it to his younger brother. revenge!
However, after such a powerful force of self-explosion, where can there be any useful traces?Mo Fang didn't give up, and checked step by step, inch by inch.

Finally, he stopped at one place, and a feather fell into his line of sight. There was no breath on it, it was very ordinary, but the feather was stained with blood.

There is only one possibility, either it was left here at the beginning, or it was owned by the monster that fought with his younger brother, otherwise it would not be stained with blood, and it would still be on it.

Putting away this ordinary feather with two colors, Mo Fang took a deep breath, "Second brother, don't worry, I will find the thief and avenge you, you... rest in peace."

At their age, they have seen all kinds of brothers turning against each other and friends betraying. It is so rare to have a friendship, but he still lost it.

Standing here quietly until Mo Yuan's breath was blown away bit by bit by the wind, Mo Fang sighed and walked back. He wanted to go back and check carefully to see if he could find any clues.

(End of this chapter)