Chapter 15 Withering Wood Hand

Yang Ning walked through the woods with Mr. Mu on his back. Mr. Mu leaned on Yang Ning’s back, pointing the direction from time to time. But the ways he led were all gloom and difficult to walk on. Yang Ning knew that this old guy deliberately went into the messy and gloom places in order to avoid his enemies. He wanted to dump this old guy several times. But when he thought of it that this guy had killed dozens of men from the Five Poisons Palace alone, he was still horrified and didn’t dare to easily make a move.

Although the old man was not heavy, he coughed once in a while. Every time he coughed, the stink with the smell of blood came to him, making Yang Ning uncomfortable.

The mountain road was rugged, and they went higher and higher. They had been walking for four hours. Yang Ning was tired and couldn’t bear it. At this time, he had entered the deep mountains. Yang Ning was about to stop and take a break, when Mr. Mu said, “Is there a cave?” He raised