"I fell in love with you at first sight." The black-eyed man lowered his head and kissed Morkin lightly on the cheek.

Mo Jin was stunned, "You ......" and then her face turned red, I don't know whether she is ashamed or angry, this man is really hateful. She tried to break free of him, but when she saw a hint of banter in the man's dark eyes, she realized that the more she struggled, the tighter her chest pressed against his. Molkin immediately stopped struggling, and for a moment she didn't know what to do.

The silver wolf raised its head to the sky and let out a wolf-like howl, and suddenly more wolf howls echoed, and then a group of tall gray wolves with fierce expressions quickly ran from all directions.

The silver wolf let out another howl, and the wolves rushed to launch a ferocious attack on the black-eyed man.

"You're just waiting to be bitten to pieces by these wolves!" Morkin glared fiercely at the black-eyed man.

"You're such an ungentle woman." The man just stared at Morkin and smiled, seemingly unconcerned about the swarm of wolves.

At this moment, gray figures suddenly appeared around the mountain forest, and those gray figures rushed into the wolves like the wind, which was a group of living skeletons with blue and black faces.

Mokin's face changed drastically, these living skeletons were the evil ghosts of the ghost clan. The man in front of him is ......

"My name is Mensharo, and I'm the patriarch of the Ghost Clan." The man seemed to know what she was thinking.

Mo Jin's heart trembled, this man was indeed the patriarch of the ghost clan. And the ghost clan entered the wolf clan silently, but the wolf clan did not even notice the invasion of the ghost clan.

At this time, the terrible wolf howls and the fierce howls of the evil ghosts kept coming, and the blood of the evil ghosts and wolves fighting with each other splashed, and the evil wolves were obviously not the opponents of these evil ghosts, and more and more evil wolves were torn by the evil ghosts, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

"How? As long as you marry me, your wolf clan will submit to our ghost clan, and we will be a family. Menshara said softly to Mogin.

"There's no way I'll marry you, and our wolf clan won't submit to the ghost clan!" Morkin tried hard again to break free from Menshara's grasp.

"Let go of the princess!" At this moment, the silver wolf, who was seriously injured, attacked Menshara fiercely.

Menshara let go of Mojin to meet the silver wolf, "You are looking for death!" Menshara's eyes lit up. He easily dodged the fierce attack of the silver wolf, and one hand was extremely fast to grab the silver wolf's arm and pull it hard, the silver wolf let out a low howl of pain, and one of his arms was torn off by Menshara.

"I'll kill you, devil!" Mokin's eyes were red and she tried her best to attack Menshara, her slender jade fingers suddenly turned into wolf-like claws and grabbed Menshara's throat, and she wanted to tear his neck!

"I don't like women being so fierce!" Mensharo sneered, his hand still grabbing Mogin's wrist with extreme accuracy, and with a little force, he threw Mokin out. Mokin's body fell to the ground solidly, and she felt a sweetness in her chest, and a stream of blood poured out of her mouth.

"Don't struggle in vain, you're no match for me. You wolf clan should obediently submit to our ghost clan. Menshara looked at Mokin with cold eyes.

"Do you think our wolf clan will be so easy to defeat?" Morkin held back the gushing blood, and she let out a long howl as she barely lifted her breath. She wants to gather the strength of the whole wolf clan and give it a go against the ghost clan.

Mensharo just looked at Mokin coldly.

Soon, countless figures appeared from all directions.

Mo Jingang was overjoyed and immediately his heart sank, these stiff figures were not members of the wolf clan!

A thin, black-faced, lifeless man quickly approached Menshara, "The wolf clan is nothing more than that, it's just vulnerable, and it was quickly solved by us. The man said to Menshara in a respectful voice.

A cool breath rose behind Morkin, could it be that the members of their wolf clan had been killed by the ghost clan? No, how is that possible? How could the Ghost Clan kill all the members of the Wolf Clan in such a short period of time?

Mensharo approached Mokin who staggered to his feet, his hand pinching Mokin's chin and forcing him to look at him, "Do you understand? From then on, this is the realm of our ghost clan. ”

Mokin glared at the door hatefully and was about to speak, only to feel the blood she had suppressed surging in her chest again, and a thick smell of blood filled her throat. Morkin couldn't hold back any longer, and a stream of blood slowly ran down her throat and down the corner of her mouth.

Menshara gently wiped the blood oozing from the corners of Mogin's mouth, "Why are you me off? Menshara's dark eyes became gentle again.

"Let go of Princess Morkin!" The bloodied silver wolf hissed as he stared at his silver-gray eyes.

Menshara's gaze fell on the silver wolf who was walking towards him with difficulty, "Deal with him!" Mensharo smiled coldly.

"Yes!"

The thin man immediately pounced viciously at the silver wolf!

"Don't kill...... He! Mogin's heart was in a hurry, and more blood poured out of his mouth.

"I don't like it when you worry about other men." Mensharo's smile was even colder, "So he has to die!" ”

A scream came, and the evil ghost that pounced on the silver wolf flew far away, fell heavily to the ground, and remained motionless for a moment.

A tall, majestic-looking old man appeared beside the silver wolf, and a green-eyed girl was beside the old man.

"Father!" Mokin shook off Menshara and staggered towards the old man.

"Princess!" The green-eyed girl hurriedly held up Mokin, who was almost unsteady on her feet.

As soon as the old man beckoned, a large group of vicious wolves immediately appeared behind him, and among the vicious wolves stood several rows of tall, strong, and hideous-looking werewolves.

"You demons are just guarding our wolf clan's small footprints, and the battle between the wolf clan and the ghost clan is only now really begin." The old man's gray-white eyebrows and piercing eyes stared at Menshara.

"Good." Menshara also stared at the old man, "Let's be superior." Menshara whistled, and the demons swooped down on the wolves.

Not to be outdone, the wolves opened their mouths and bared their sharp teeth and howled at the demons.

Immediately, the demons of the ghost clan fought fiercely with the wolves of the wolf clan. A miserable cry sounded one after another, and those werewolves grabbed one evil ghost after another and tore it in half, and the evil wolves also fiercely hissed and bit the evil ghosts, and the evil ghosts were either killed or injured in an instant, and they were at a disadvantage.

Menshara sneered, he whistled again, and in a moment, more demons appeared to join the battle. Menshara also fiercely pounced on the powerful werewolves with strong bodies and strength, and the werewolves immediately besieged Menshara.

"He won't be able to escape the evil wolf formation of our wolf clan!" Morkin sneered.

The old man nodded, each of these werewolves is the top elite of the wolf clan, and their strength is very strong, and their combined efforts will definitely be able to put the ghost clan patriarch to death.

"You're alright." The old man asked his beloved daughter with concern.

"I'm fine." Mokin felt a dull pain in his chest and between his ribs.

Mokin walked over to the silver wolf.

The loss of an arm, covered in blood, made Morkin cry with sadness.

"Don't cry, princess. It doesn't matter if I'm hurt a little. The silver wolf said weakly.

"It won't be long before these werewolves tear him to pieces and avenge you." Morkin said hatefully.

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar suddenly sounded, and it was the werewolves besieging Menshara.