"Whew. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Seeing Meng Fan looking at himself, the monster let out a low cry, and his ugly face actually showed a look of pride.

Meng Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head, he couldn't imagine that the current crisis would be solved by the monsters around him, and he originally wanted to kill this monster and take the Jingyang Pill.

Looking at the battlefield, except for the people of the Songshan faction who are still struggling to support, the rest of the people have been overwhelmed by the monsters, not knowing life and death, the battlefield is a mess, the severed limbs and internal organs are thrown everywhere, and the bloody breath fills the air, scattered in the wind, disgusting.

"Help, I'm not dead yet!"

The burly man who was targeted by Liu Erxie was grabbed by the back of the neck by a monster, dragged on the ground, and kept shouting for help, but it was to no avail, and he was soon dragged into the deep hole by the monster and disappeared.

What reassured Meng Fan was that because of the existence of the monsters beside him, the other monsters did not attack the tent, and seemed to regard Meng Fan as their own.

"Ahh

Another scream sounded, and at this time, a person from the Matsuyama faction fell to the ground, his throat was scratched by the monster and a blood hole was scratched, and his hands were scratching on the ground, as if he wanted to escape from here, but in the next moment, he didn't move and was dragged away by the monster.

"Hold on, hold on, everyone!"

The young man called Xiaoshi, surrounded by everyone, holding his own Uncle Zhang in his arms, burst into tears, his expression was full of despair, the night before yesterday, his brother went down to the hole in advance to check the situation, but never came out, he knew that he was facing such a dangerous situation at this time, it was better to go down the cave with his brother, and die together, so he also had relatives as companions, and when he walked Huangquan Road, he would not be too afraid.

"This ...... What's going on?"

At this time, the old man in the black coat finally woke up, squinted his eyes and looked around, his face changed in an uproar, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said in a lost voice: "Why did you come so much, this is miserable, this is over!"

Although his status is noble and his uncle, but in the current critical situation, he can no longer maintain his usual cold arrogance, so he actually grabbed the small stone, blocked it in front of him, and yelled at the Songshan sect disciples beside him: "Kill, kill quickly, kill these beasts!"

"Uncle Shi can't stop it!"

"Three people have died!"

"We're all going to bury our bones here this time!"

Everyone kept waving their blades, slashing at the monster hard, blood splashed on their bodies, they couldn't tell whether it was the monster's, their own, or their companion's, their eyes were full of fear and madness, and they all regretted provoking Meng Fan!

If they are willing to gamble and lose, they will not be in a desperate situation at this moment, and they can't help but hate their own Zhang Shibolai, although the Songshan faction is a small sect, it will not even talk about morality, and now it will finally be a bad retribution.

"Tent!"

"The tent surnamed Meng is safe!"

"Let's rush over!"

At this time, someone finally discovered the clue, and without waiting for the formation to move, he ran towards Meng Fan in a panic, his eyes shining with a look of hope!

Meng Fan's tent was not far from them, a distance of more than ten meters, as a cultivator, he could run to it in the blink of an eye, but now such a short distance seemed to have become an insurmountable chasm, as soon as the man ran out of the formation, he was pounced on by a monster, biting his throat, and then dragged away!

At this point, there are only five living people in the Songshan faction, no matter how tight the formation they arrange, I am afraid they will not be able to last for a few minutes, and among these five people, there are no more intact people, all of them are more or less injured and covered with blood.

"Everyone steady, move slowly towards the side surnamed Meng, don't panic!"

The old man, supported by the small stone, stood up and began to command the formation, moving towards Meng Fan little by little.

"Do you believe that we will save them?"

Liu Erxie stood behind Meng Fan, shouldering the machete, staring at the people of the Songshan faction, pulling the corners of his mouth, his eyes were full of disdain.

As if he had guessed the idea here, the old man in the black coat stretched his neck, waved his hand to this side, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Meng Daoyou, my brother couldn't stand you just now, don't take it to heart, now that the Songshan faction has suffered a big disaster, I hope to help one or two, yes, the little stone is still small, and his brother has already gone to the tomb, if he dies, their ancestral hall will be extinct!"

As he spoke, the old man lifted the small stone so that Meng Fan could see it. In his opinion, Meng Fan seemed to be quite fond of small stones.

"This old thing, it's really insidious!"

Meng Fan sighed speechlessly, and glanced at the young man, who was so frightened that his face turned pale and trembled, and his eyes were full of begging, very pitiful.

"That's it, you still have to pay back the favors you owe. When he was next to the entrance of the cave, the young man named Xiaoshi had told Meng Fan about the situation in the cave, Meng Fan owed him a favor, pursed the corners of his mouth, and said to the monster beside him, "Can you be your companion...... Evacuate half?"

"Whew!" the monster nodded, raised its neck and roared, and the monsters besieging the Matsuyama faction looked over when they heard the sound, and then half of the monster withdrew towards the entrance of the cave, as if the river was ebbing.

"Those monsters are listening to you!"

Meng Fan showed a strange look, and after a little observation, he found some clues, the monster next to him had two bulges on his head, as if there were two horns about to grow out, while the other monsters did not, I am afraid that the identity of the monster next to him is different from other monsters.

"There's hope!"

Seeing that the monster had retreated at least halfway, the old man showed excitement on his face, and continued to direct the people of the Songshan faction to march towards Meng Fan's tent, and there were still six or seven meters to arrive.

"Ahh

But at this moment, another person fell, dragged away by the monster, and the remaining four people were not enough to maintain a defensive formation, and for a while, there was a lot of danger, and life and death were only between the first line.

"Meng Daoyou, the old man has some light gifts here, and I hope to accept it!" the old man shouted and threw it in his hand to Meng Fan, "I hope to help one or two, from now on, you are the benefactor of our Songshan faction, and the Songshan faction will be thanked!"

Meng Fan stretched out his hand and grabbed the package thrown by the old man, smiled narrowly, and said to the monster beside him, "Withdraw half more." ”

The monster nodded, and half of the monster was removed, and the pressure on the people of the Matsuyama faction dropped sharply, but they still did not get rid of the danger.

"He can control other monsters through that monster!"

Seeing that the monsters were half gone, no matter how stupid the old man was, he could guess it, and when he looked at Meng Fan again, it was like looking at his father: "Meng Daoyou, thank you, can you remove all the monsters?"

"Heh, this old thing, thinks about good things. Meng Fan smiled teasingly, rummaged through the old man's package, and did not find what he was thinking, and shouted loudly, "Okay, but you have to give me something...... )