The moon stars are scarce, and the moonlight casts a string of silver light on the ground through the gap in the dense forest, and the wind blows the grass, like the ripples gradually rising blue waves, gently blowing.

In the hazy ink, a ray of moonlight passed through Ling Chuyun's sideburns like a summer sun, and the shocked eyes were still highlighted under the silver glow of the moonlight.

There was shock, disbelief, remorse, and a hint of decadence that no one could understand.

It turned out that inadvertently, the animal that was once regarded as a grass suke has become so powerful that even he is helpless, and his pride and self-esteem have turned into mud and grass clippings, and he has been trampled deep into the soles of his feet by the person opposite.

Wan Yichen frowned, for a human who repeatedly wanted to put him to death, was he too indulgent, just these three palms should be regarded as repaying the favor of Beifeng Mountain that day when he gave him a corpse, so that he could see how ridiculous his arrogance was.

The broad palm fingertips were slender and powerful, and a cloud of white light suddenly appeared, like a crystal ball covered with white mist, it was as unique as the fireball that Ling Chuyun attacked him, and the palm of his hand pushed backwards, and the fireball rushed towards Ling Chuyun with a momentum like a bamboo.

Wan Yichen glanced at Ling Chuyun obliquely, with the way of others to return to his body, if you can't bear it, it's no wonder that the deity.

Ling Chuyun gritted his teeth, his eyes looked at the person opposite with resentment and determination, blood spilled out of the corners of his lips, and his tall body staggered back a step, but he didn't fall.

It is still a little backbone, he would rather bear the pain of eating bones than admit defeat, Wan Yichen's eyes showed appreciation, and he raised his hand again, and the white light in his palm gathered more and more, he really didn't plan to do anything to Ling Chuyun, but it seems that the time wasted here is a bit too much, shouldn't Yun'er be in a hurry?

The sound of Suosuo's footsteps came from the dense forest, and he vaguely heard Chu Yun'er and Ling Churou talking, Wan Yichen slowly lowered his hand, his cold eyes crossed Ling Chuyun's body, and looked at the source of the sound, it seemed that today could only end here.

"Yun'er, will they be in this forest?"

Ling Churou muttered unhappily.

"It's definitely there, Chu Rou, Yan'er said that in this forest, it must be there"

Lifting the branch in front of him that blocked the view, a moon-white came into view, and the inky black not far from the moon-white was simply fused into the night, not who Wan Yichen was.

"Chu Rou, look, isn't that them?"

After a few big steps, Chu Yun'er happily rushed out of the dense forest, ran towards Wan Yichen quickly, looked at Wan Yichen with worried eyes, and found that he was unscathed, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Churou exclaimed, Chu Yun'er looked at Ling Chuyun in hindsight, because she cared too much about Wan Yichen, but ignored Ling Chuyun, could it be that he couldn't beat Wan Yichen and was injured?

Before Chu Yun'er could get closer, Ling Chuyun had already turned around, as if he didn't want Chu Yun'er to see his wolf bèi, his body, which was always as tall as a green pine, actually showed a trace of rickets, one arm on Ling Chu'er's shoulder, supporting half of his body and slowly walking towards the way back to the camp.

Chu Yun'er stood in place embarrassed, her eyes were even more worried, looking at the back of the person who had not entered the forest, a look of guilt appeared on her face, I don't know if Ling Chuyun was seriously injured?

Thinking of this, he turned to look at the culprit, and there was a touch of helplessness in his big black eyes, Wan Yichen, who had always been indifferent and arrogant, had transformed and his personality had changed, if it was before, he would definitely disdain to do it with Ling Chuyun, now......