The puppet who was kicked quickly got up, roared angrily, and rushed towards the winning building again, and at the same time, the puppet ugly standing aside also launched an attack on the winning building. The two puppets came to Yinglou almost instantly, forming a left-right flank attack. Qingfeng flashed, and directly dodged this pinching attack.

Dodging the left and right attacks of the puppet ugly and Mao, Yinglou was not idle, but directly launched a counterattack, he kicked the puppet Mao away again, and then grabbed the puppet ugly's right arm. Just now, the puppet ugly was holding Qingfeng with this right arm.

"I'll take this hand!" Ying Lou said in a deep voice, and then his hand violently exerted force, and the sound of muscle cracking immediately came from the puppet ugly's right arm.

Ugly roared in pain, and fought hard. His right arm was like a puppet before him, rapidly expanding, his flesh cracking, oozing black liquid, and finally, he finally broke free from the shackles of Yinglou.

The unwilling puppet Mao pounced on the winning building again, and the puppet and puppet Yin who were watching the battle finally couldn't help but make a move. The puppet ugly, who had his right arm almost torn off, was obviously apprehensive, and watched as Ying Lou and the other three puppets fought for a long time before joining the fight again.

For a time, Yinglou was one against four, and at first he became more and more courageous, almost letting Zi Chou Yinmao take advantage of it, but this was not his own body after all, and his own strength had already lost too much in these thousands of years. After less than a quarter of an hour of fighting, he gradually became a little overwhelmed.

"Don't fall in love, find a chance to escape!" The subconscious breeze saw that Yinglou had lost the upper hand, and hurriedly reminded.

"Escape, are we still in the maze of dust, how can we escape?" Ying Lou asked rhetorically as he responded.

"It's not a way to fight like this!" Qingfeng said worriedly.

"Whatever, if you say take one of his hands, then you must take one of his hands first!" Ying Lou said coldly, and then immediately changed his attack method and went straight to the puppet ugly, completely ignoring the attacks of the other three puppets.

"You ......" Qingfeng suddenly thought of the winning building on the battlefield back then, and the same was true, saying the same! I didn't know what to say for a while, so I had to let him go.

Ying Lou suddenly changed his routine and successfully grabbed the puppet ugly's swollen right arm, but at the same time, he was also hit by the other three puppets behind him, either punches or palms, all of which hit him in the back, and for a while he spat out a mouthful of blood.

But this didn't stop Ying Lou, he endured the pain, grabbed Ugly's right arm, and violently lifted Ugly up, and then went back like a weapon in my hand. The ugly and strong body slammed into the bodies of the other three golems, forcing them back several steps.

"This hand, I take it!" Ying Lou said this sentence again, and then suddenly exerted his strength. The puppet roared in pain, and used all his strength to resist, and the other three puppets also hurriedly stepped forward when they saw this, but it was too late. When the other three puppets came to Ying Lou and Chou, Ying Lou had already torn Chou's right arm off his body and smashed it heavily on Mao's body. Mao flew out upside down, and Zi and Yin took advantage of the situation, one left and one right, each punching at Yinglou's head.

"Ahh

"Mingyue, Mingyue, you have to stay awake!" Ying Lou sat on the ground, almost unconscious, Qingfeng hurriedly kept calling in his subconscious, he knew that he needed to regain his body at this time, if Ying Lou lost consciousness at this time, then they would not be able to exchange.

The puppet and Yin stood beside Ying Lou, exchanged glances, and then reached out to grab Ying Lou. The ugly, who had lost one of his right arms, struggled to take it up, and the furious Mao rushed forward again but was stopped by the one-armed ugly.

"Come on!" Just as the puppet and the puppet Yin's hands touched Ying Lou's shoulder, Ying Lou suddenly came back to his senses and said to the subconscious breeze. Then he emptied his soul, and the original owner of the body, Qingfeng, successfully regained the body.

"I'm sorry! Let's go first!" Just as the puppet and Yin were about to pull their prey up from the ground, the prey suddenly opened its eyes, and after saying this sentence lightly, the two puppets broke free in the confusion of the two puppets, and fled.

The puppets came to their senses and hurriedly chased after them. Chasing the front is naturally a puppet who has a deep hatred with Qingfeng.

Although Qingfeng took advantage of the time when Yinglou occupied his body and fought with the four puppets to rest and recover, he only recovered a small part of his strength. So it didn't take long to run, and it was a little overwhelming, and judging from the surrounding environment, it was very likely that if you ran any further, you would return to the camp where Luo Wencheng and the others were. The breeze stopped, extremely confused. Behind him, the puppet roared closer.

"Follow me!" At this moment, Qingfeng suddenly heard a low voice, looked down, and found that a huge wolf appeared in front of him at some point, a snow-white wolf.

"Are you?" Seeing the white wolf who spoke, Qingfeng was very surprised, and hurriedly asked, but the white wolf didn't seem to have any hostile intentions.

"Get out of the way!" the white wolf did not answer Qingfeng's question, but said this, Qingfeng immediately flashed to the side when he heard this, and the white wolf jumped up, just pounced on the puppet Mao who was just about to attack Qingfeng, and threw Mao to the ground.

"Run!" After knocking down Mao, the white wolf forgot to glance at the other three puppets who were about to arrive, and after saying this in a deep voice, he turned around and ran. Seeing this, Qingfeng hurriedly got up from the ground and followed the white wolf to run wildly.

After running wildly in the forest for a while, Qingfeng finally collapsed and fell to the ground, but he did not pass out. He glanced back, but Zi Chou Yinmao didn't catch up, and the white wolf running in front stopped and turned around and slowly walked to his side.

"Are you okay?" asked the white wolf, who walked to Qingfeng's side, with concern.

"No, it's okay, I'm just tired!You, why did you save me?" Qingfeng asked in a weak voice.

"One of your old friends asked me to wait for you here!, but it's been much longer than he said, too much!" said the white wolf, a little helplessly.

"Old man, are you talking about dust?" Qingfeng asked after a moment's thought.

"That's right! You can rest here at ease! I've taken you out of the labyrinth, and those guys are still in there, and they won't be able to get out for a while! I have other things to do!" the white wolf said softly as if he was in the breeze, and then turned and left directly.

"Well, thank you!" Qingfeng struggled to sit up from the ground and thanked the white wolf.

"No need, this is my mission! Complete one last thing, and my mission will finally end!" said the wolf in a deep voice, and then raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and ran all the way to the south.

"Mingyue, Mingyue!" After seeing the white wolf leave, Qingfeng opened his mouth to call Yinglou, but he didn't get a response after calling several times, which made Qingfeng very worried.

"Can't die!" After a long time, Qingfeng's mind finally heard Yinglou's weak voice.

"I know you can't die!" After hearing Yinglou's voice, Qingfeng finally put his mind at ease and said this.

"Are we saved?" asked Ying Lou, puzzled.

"Well, Lichen has made arrangements here beforehand!" replied Qingfeng after a moment's silence.

"This little Taoist priest really has two strokes, all these years of cat and mouse, to be honest, he still has the upper hand!" Ying Lou sneered for a while, and said seriously.

"Hey, tired, it's time for us both to rest!" Qingfeng sighed, said this, and lay down on the ground and fell asleep. Ying Lou muttered in Qingfeng's mind, and then there was no more movement.

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