Mu Bing and Ying Rong stepped on the icy snow, followed by the listless Warwick.

The wolf king usually drooped his tail all the time, but this time he lowered his head together. Although the wolf king has not experienced all this personally, he has really seen it in his eyes!

The wolf king shuddered, this was not what he wanted to fight, but from the man who had just come of age, he had always played the role of a victor, but at this moment there was only a spicy taste in his throat, as if he had swallowed the hottest pepper in the long summer.

Mu Bing could barely walk with Ying Rong's support, and the speed of the two and one wolf was greatly reduced, and Ying Rong didn't even know if she could get out of this snowy land.

Stepping on the thick snow, Mu Bing tripped over a stone that was not careful under his feet and was very hidden by the snow, Mu Bing fell down firmly, ate a mouth full of snow, and the contents of the bag behind him leaked out, as if it was the Soul King Blade used by the Iron Soul Master when he was fighting with Huang Ziyu!

However, the current Soul King Blade has been broken into several pieces, all of which were packed in Mu Bing's bag, and what fell in front of Mu Bing was the hilt of the Soul King Blade.

"I'll help you up. Ying Rong hurriedly stretched out her hand to pull Mu Bing, but Mu Bing's face had not yet been pulled out of the snow, but her left hand knocked off Ying Rong's hand first.

"No, I don't. Mu Bing's voice was very deep, not like a young man who had just become an adult and energetic, but like a middle-aged man who had gone through vicissitudes. So he used his one arm to prop himself up.

That's right, one-armed, Mu Bing's right hand is gone, replaced by a neat cut, and even the clothes have been cut together, smooth as if it was originally like this.

Before Mu Bing could stand firmly, he fell to the ground again, Ying Rong was in trouble, and she didn't know whether she should go up to help her, for fear of hurting Mu Bing's self-esteem.

"Ahh Ying Rong finally couldn't help it and wanted to go up and help Mu Bing up.

Warwick suddenly jumped forward and stood in front of Ying Rong, shook his head slightly, and sighed like a human.

Immediately after, a sobbing sound came from Mu Bing's face buried in the snow, and he didn't know if he was crying for his broken hand, or for the death of the Iron Soul Master, or both.

Light snow began to fall in the sky again, and Warwick stubbornly stood between Ying Rong and Mu Bing, as if to prevent Ying Rong from seeing Mu Bing crying. Ying Rong covered her mouth herself, and her tears kept falling like pearls with broken threads, but she didn't let herself make a sound.

After a while, Mu Bing stopped crying, and Warwick got under Mu Bing's stomach and held Mu Bing up hard, making him lie on his back.

Mu Bing didn't say a word, and his limbs hung weakly, if it weren't for the ups and downs of his stomach, Warwick would be like carrying a corpse on his back.

"Don't act like a. Warwick is the old immortal who has really lived for too long, and his gloomy tone has become accustomed to it: "At least we survived, didn't we?

Mu Bing's mind was already filled with memories, starting from the moment the Iron Soul Master exploded......

......

Yu Hui's body exploded in mid-air, and even the Soul King Blade was shattered into pieces, as the prototype of the Soul Blade, it also lost all its power after losing its user, but its approach was more extreme, directly destroying itself.

Mu Bing didn't have the heart to care about Hattrus anymore, and pounced on Huang Ziyu with wolf fangs, Warwick desperately roared in his mind not to go, but Mu Bing's eyes had become blood-red, he killed the Iron Soul Master, then Mu Bing wanted this person to be buried with the Iron Soul Master!

Wang Ziyu looked at Mu Bing who pounced on him with interest, like a cat looking at the mouse that rushed towards him.

Huang Ziyu dodged and dodged, and the Falling Star Sword fell together.

Mu Bing and Huang Ziyu passed by, the wolf teeth did not touch Huang Ziyu in the slightest, and in the next moment, Mu Bing's right arm fell smoothly like a clay sculpture, and there was a loud sound!

Warwick's right front paw ached for no apparent reason, and he felt the pain of being cut off by life, but his claw wasn't really broken.

Ying Rong witnessed all this happening, Mu Bing was still standing at this moment, but he was already bleeding, if he couldn't stop the bleeding at the first time, the amount of bleeding alone would be enough for Mu Bing to die of excessive blood loss!

Mu Bing fell down and fell in front of the Soul King's blade scabbard, which was a scabbard made of wood, with only patterns belonging to wood on it, which looked extremely beautiful and natural.

"I can't help myself. Huang Ziyu snorted coldly, put away his sword and walked back.

Hattrus looked at Huang Ziyu and suddenly shouted, "Huang Ziyu! there's a wolf here!"

"Just a brute, don't dirty my sword. Speaking of which, Huang Ziyu had already turned over and walked away.

Hattrus took one last look at Warwick, slowly retreated under the protection of the living dead, and finally got on his horse, grabbed the horse's belly, and chased after Wang Ziyu.

Warwick almost crushed his wolf fangs, and he was not afraid of death, but he hated this contempt even more. He can be the wolf king of the plateau area!

"Save Mu Bing!" Ying Rong's voice exploded in Warwick's mind, and only then did Warwick pull back from the brink of rage, Warwick could feel that his life was also passing slowly, if he couldn't save Mu Bing, he would have to die here.

"You wait, one day I'm going to bite your throat with my own mouth!"

Warwick secretly made up his mind before taking a step to check on Mu Bing's injuries.

The wolf tooth didn't do anything at all, it seemed that Huang Ziyu had dodged the double-edged gun perfectly, and found a gap and directly cut off Mu Bing's arm. Warwick was surprised by the sharpness of the Falling Star Sword, and Ying Rong's Gu worm wanted to stop Mu Bing's bleeding as soon as possible, but there seemed to be a powerful force at the wound, constantly tearing Mu Bing's wound.

After constantly repairing and tearing, he worked for more than an hour before he finally stopped Mu Bing's blood, Ying Rong had already appeared by Mu Bing's side, bandaged him personally, and finished everything, Warwick's own vitality has also weakened to a certain extent, this kind of life sharing is not a pleasant thing, because Warwick can still feel the pain from his right front paw.

Ying Rong breathed a sigh of relief: "If it weren't for you, Mu Bing would have died long ago." ”

The Wolf King grinned, as if he was smiling: "Taking care of a small child is never easy. ”

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