The wolf blade galloped under the moonlit night, every corner was a good place to hide, and the Feathermoon tribe was quiet, only a group of patrolling soldiers yawned listlessly.

These patrol soldiers are not much better than decoration in Wolf Feng's eyes.

He'd been here for so many days, but so far he only knew that the Soul Heart was in Martiel's hands, and it couldn't be dragged out.

Martiel has been living in the office since he became the acting patriarch, this is a huge complex, in front of which is an open-air square, which is used for the usual tribal gatherings, and behind the patriarch's residence, there is the elders' meeting, which is inhabited by a group of old witches of the Feather Moon tribe, whether it is making contracts or curses, they are extremely powerful, and they can't help but be vigilant, and no one knows if these old guys have any killer weapons in their hands.

The road was unimpeded, and Wolf Edge easily came to Martiel's goal.

Mathil was still on business, the dim light reflected on Matiel's haggard face, his snow-white hair combed meticulously, and only the sound of quills rustling on the papyrus was eerily quiet.

Suddenly, the tip of Martil's pen flickered, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he said without raising his head:

"Come in...... stupid big one"

Wolf Feng was startled, he obviously didn't make any moves, but this old man who was not good-looking found him at the first time.

Wolf Feng hesitated, but still pushed open the door and walked in.

"Squeak~"

As soon as he pushed the door open, a powerful spiritual force swept through the entire room, and Matiel's spiritual power seemed to be as viscous as cement, even blocking the flow of air, not to mention movement, and at this moment it seemed that even breathing became extremely difficult.

"Humph!"

Wolf Feng is not good at stubble, and the huge spiritual power on his body also burst out, impacting Martier's spiritual quagmire, and a trace of surprise flashed in Martil's eyes, only to see him smiling, and his spiritual power began to fluctuate and reorganize regularly.

In Martiel's hands, mental power is like building blocks, constantly being disassembled and reassembled.

The quagmire turned into spikes, although Wolf Feng's spiritual power was even better, but it was like a huge plank, and it still couldn't stop the nails from piercing.

Wolf Feng's face was pale, and he secretly shouted carelessly, and even began to communicate that the divine nature was going to fight back.

But at this moment, all the spiritual power poured back into Marty's body like a tide, the candlelight flickered, the sound of the quill came again, and everything returned to calm.

Martier's magnetic voice rang in Wolf Feng's ears:

"I don't ask who you are or know your purpose, but you saved my granddaughter's life, and I can let you go. ”

Wolf Feng smiled bitterly, he didn't expect such a powerful Martil to disguise himself as an ordinary old man, although the full-strength Wolf Feng was not afraid of Martier, but he couldn't really kill him, this operation was doomed to fail.

But at this moment, several blood-colored rays of light suddenly broke through the door and drilled towards the wolf blade.

A hint of anger appeared in Martiel's eyes, as a banshee, he naturally knew what it was, curse!

And it's a powerful curse second only to the Bloodline Curse.

Martir sighed secretly, in his opinion, it was impossible for Wolf Blade to survive such a powerful curse.

Wolf Feng was also taken aback, but the blood-colored wolf struck out again, as if he had seen the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and pounced on a few red lights without hesitation.

This time there was not even pain, the red light had already been eaten away, and he stuck out his tongue and returned to his original position to rest again.

This time it was Matiel's turn to be stunned, and his eyes widened:

"Are you alright!?"

Wolf Feng touched his nose and said:

"It's just a few little curses, what can it do?"

Marty was both surprised and lamented:

"Looks like you can't go......"

Wolf Feng was shocked:

"Old man, you can't unload the mill and kill the donkey, I just saved your precious granddaughter!"

Martil looked at Wolf Feng suspiciously:

"Where do you think of it? These cursed rays are so obvious that the caster can easily detect that the landing point is in my house. ”

Wolf Feng was a little puzzled, is that why you want to kill me?

"But that doesn't justify you from unloading the mill and killing the donkey!"

Martier's lungs were about to explode, and he carried a quill and said:

"Can you listen to me!?"

"Oh oh oh, you say ......"

Martil glanced at Wolf Feng angrily, and said calmly:

"The situation of the Yuyue tribe is very complicated now, and I can't explain it clearly in a sentence or two, in short, they will definitely think that you are my man, and I guess they want to kill you quickly!"

What Martiel said was right, at this time, in the jungle outside the Feather Moon Tribe, Elder Arno looked at the few banshee girls who had lost their lives and were silent for a long time.

The curse failed, and the caster suffered a severe backlash, dying as soon as he finished the spell.

One of Arnold's henchmen ran over panting, panting and said:

"Elder, see clearly, the landing point is the old fellow's room in Martiel!"

"Horse!"

Arnold bit his lip and squeezed out three words, and said ruthlessly:

"Sure enough, it's Martier's people, send someone to spy on that guy to see if they can follow them to find the place where the dragon's treasure is, and they must not be allowed to escape!"

"Yes, Elder!"

......

And Wolf Feng also left Matiel's room in a daze, and left with Matiel's token with a swagger, he became Matiel's cronies under inexplicable circumstances, and was very cautiously told by Matyr that there was no dragon treasure at all, everything was just an excuse to coax outsiders.

But what he didn't know was that Wolf Feng's target was not the Dragon Treasure at all, but the Soul Heart, which was completely useless to Wolf Feng......

If Wolf Feng wanted to leave, no one could stop him at all, just take out the scroll and tear it open, but he accepted Martiel's gift in a daze, and asked him to stay and protect Yetif for a while......

There is a gratuity to be paid, and he can stay in the Feather Moon tribe openly, so Wolf Feng agreed to the task of protecting Yetif without the slightest resistance, following Matiel's temptation.

Wolf Feng looked at the book in his hand, and the big words 'How to Use Spiritual Power' on the cover were full of temptation, which was the reason why Martiel's spiritual power was strange and changeable.

He had also tried to temper his spiritual power before, but he always felt that the tiger had no idea where to start, and this time he had the cheats, coupled with his strong spiritual power, it could be said that it was like a tiger with wings.

Wolf Feng was very reluctant to open the cheats to study and study now, and quickly ran back to the courtyard.

"Holy!"

Tiptoeing into the courtyard, as soon as Wolf Feng opened the door of his small room, he was almost scared half to death, and almost threw away the cheats in his hand, only to see Yetff, who was barefoot and wearing a white palace dress, standing at the door with her head down and long hair, looking at the returning Wolf Feng and saying quietly:

"Where have you been......"