His figure swiftly darted, hiding behind a huge rock.
Watching the arrows whizzing past overhead, his expression changed.
Deng Qian also noticed that the arrows were drenched in black dog's blood and had a black talisman tied to them, exuding a strong sense of spiritual mechanism, evidently extraordinary.
"Since when is the Fengxi County Government so well-off!"
"Not only do they have cinnabar armor-piercing arrows, but also talismans for enhancement. Could it be the State Preceptor from Dong Shen Temple passing by?"
Deng Qian was somewhat shocked.
It's no wonder he thought this way.
He had been to many places and was on the wanted list due to his misdeeds, yet he always managed to escape, even when pursued by body forging martial artists from public offices, thanks to his magic. However, he had never encountered a situation like today's.
At this moment, as he glanced at the several paths down the mountain, Deng Qian couldn't help but feel secretly worried at heart.
