Early the next morning, the two went out.
The rain did not stop, and a layer of fog shrouded the entire town, almost matching the uneasy and weird atmosphere in the scene.
Parker Feng raised his eyes and looked towards the river. There were drag marks and blood stains nearby.
As if he remembered something, he asked Yan Chuxue: "Where is that shrine? I remember..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a sharp voice.
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