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The golden wingman carried Di Jiye and rushed back, while walking, it was weird, as if something was wrong. He had originally planned to find the Third Prince and the rest. The more people present, the more he could stop Feng Pudu from doing whatever he wanted. After all, no matter how strong Third Prince and Di Jiye were, they were still brothers. A group of people who dared to brazenly kill a prince should have their reservations. This kind of activity should be more private.

He was not far from the Third Prince in the first place, and using his senses, he discovered that the few weak fluctuations of the spiritual energy nearby should be coming from the Third Prince and his imperial concubines. They were probably still killing Worm Clan on the spot!

Oh, the golden wingman suddenly realized what was wrong. The Worm Clan, which numbered in the tens of thousands, suddenly disappeared. Not only did the broken limbs on the way, not even a single trace of it could be seen. It was as if a huge battle had never occurred here, as if there had never been a trace of Worm Clan.

The golden wingman knew that with the abilities of the Third Prince, it could not do such a thing. Then, where did all these Worm Clan go?!

After turning a corner, he continued to run forward, completely losing his usual calm demeanor. Even he himself felt that his escaping manner was as hasty as a stray dog; it was extremely unsightly. When he thought about how Yuan Feiyu and Qiu Xiaobao had not found out what happened to them due to the Worm Clan, if Di Jiye found out that he had not protected his female body and his son properly, he would definitely feel extremely miserable and feel extremely guilty. After all, in the five-man team, the main force was themselves, and they didn't have the responsibility to protect everyone. The golden wingman suddenly felt that it was nothing beneath its feet. It extended its wings and its body became lighter, as it saw itself floating above a gigantic cave that had appeared out of nowhere.

He swore by the Dark God that not long ago there had been no such hole.

The hole was not wide, the golden wingman spread its wings for five to six meters, making it extremely inconvenient to fly in such a place. He gently glided for a bit, wanting to jump onto the ground in front of him, but this hole, this hole could actually move on its own.

The golden wingman looked down the cave vigilantly, it was too deep, with his good eyesight, he couldn't see what was down there. It was just that he vaguely felt that there was a gentle atmosphere below, without the slightest killing intent.

After a while, a white claw slowly stretched out, holding a cute little child. The paw had a chubby little face, a sweet smile, and the voice was crisp and sweet, "Wow, Mu really has some ability. I found you all in one go. Come with me quickly." The one who came was Qiu Xiaobao.

The golden wingman knew that this was not the time to ask, so he nodded slightly and followed Qiu Xiaobao down.

When he went down to look, the golden wingman was even more unbalanced. He saw Yuan Feiyu, who was waiting for him desperately for his life, sleeping on a large jade green blanket. She was holding Xue Meiwa in her arms. He was covered in a snow-white, fluffy, snowy skin, and his entire body was exuding the feeling of a person who had eaten his fill and had nothing better to do.

The golden wingman felt mixed emotions in her heart. To this mother and son, who had no battle prowess, it seemed like it would always be the case. They would always be able to live comfortably in any environment.

Then, he turned around and saw that Qiu Xiaobao's fat white face was filled with smiles.