"I'm not a fighter, but I'm just physically good."

As he spoke, Mo Ran had already rushed to the man in black, formed a fist with one hand, aimed at the position of his heart, and swung it hard.

Click-

The crisp sound of broken ribs came into the ears of the ink dye, and the corners of the ink stained lips smiled, the man in black had long been played by the red flame and the ghost-faced rakshasa and was covered with some small wounds, each wound happened to be near the important acupuncture points, it didn't matter if he didn't move, if he moved, it was the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"Ahh

The man in black shouted in pain, leaving a steady stream of red blood in his mouth.

Mo Ran turned around flexibly, exerted force on his calves, and kicked the man in black into the air, and then with both feet, he jumped above the man in black, and the fingers of both hands formed blades, and slashed at the joints of the man's limbs, his elbow against the man's chest, and the other hand was attached, and he instantly pressed the man straight from the air to the ground, and the ground cracked, cracking a circle of wave cracks.

Ink Dye glanced at the man in black who had lost consciousness, clapped his hands, brushed the dust off his body, and greeted Chiyan.

"Chi Yan, please do one thing, send this person back to the Wanying Dynasty, rest assured, he can't die."

"Understood, master."

Red Flame nodded, holding the man in disgust, Red Flame naturally understood the intention of ink dyeing, as a summoned demonic beast of ink dyeing, he had already understood ink dye's style of doing things. So he turned and left.

"Dye is really good."

Jun Chenyuan walked out after himself, smiled and touched the top of the ink-dyed head.

"Monarch intermediate, if it weren't for the help of Red Flame, Rakshasa and Lan Xi, he might have to fight hard."

Ink Dye smiled and straightened his clothes.

"Don't be too humble master, the master now has the strength to fight beyond the level, and we are just a helper."

The ghost-faced Rakshasa smiled coquettishly and led Lan Xi, who was still a little immature beside him.

"Thank you, this battle, hard work, go back and rest, Red Flame comes back, I will tell you."

Ghost-faced Rakshasa nodded, and disappeared in place with Lan Xi.

"Since Wan Wei dares to send someone to intercept us, we naturally have to return the favor to show respect, Chen Yuan, what do you say?"

Mo Ran looked at the messy ground not far away, his eyes were shallow, without the slightest emotion.

Jun Chenyuan shook the little hand that was slightly cool with ink dyeing, "What Dye Er said is naturally correct, don't mind." ”

"Don't Chen Yuan think I'm too cruel?"

Mo Ran looked up, and there were some complicated emotions in his eyes.

"Dye'er, you don't have to feel sorry for these, if you don't kill them, they will kill you, in this world, the weak eat the strong, and the strong survive, it makes sense."

"I understand that I don't have so much of a virgin's heart to care about those who want to take my life, but the road of strength must be stained with blood, stepping on the corpse, step by step to the top, it is inevitably a little melancholy."

"Dye'er, this road, no matter whether it is bloody, rainy, windy or thorny, I will accompany you."

Mo Ran shook Jun Chenyuan's big palm back, his palm was no longer cold, and he responded to him silently.

The two of them roughly cleaned up the field, turned around and went back to the cave, and the hare that had just been prepared was also set up on the fire at this moment, and the smell of incense was permeating.

Mo Ran took a few freshly roasted rabbits and stuffed them into Biluo, leaving them for Jing Yi and Ya Er Leyin to try, and sharing the rest with Jun Chenyuan.

The aroma of food fills into the depths of the cave, where something seems to be awakening in the endless darkness.

In the depths of the cave, a pair of purple-red eyes opened in vain, and the central pupil instantly became vertical.

Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan were talking and laughing, sensing the powerful aura emanating from behind them in an instant, and the two of them flipped flexibly and landed on the edge of the cave entrance, looking at the darkness in the depths of the cave with a little solemnity.

"Tsk, have dinner, why are you so noisy."

Ink Dye frowned, and his face was in an air.

"Dye'er, it's a monster, I don't know my identity." Jun Chenyuan stared at the darkness, and the blue tendons on his forehead were revealed, this breath, if it was that thing, it would not be good.

Before he could say anything, a loud cry came from the depths of the thing, and a trace of purple lightning streaked through the darkness.

The ground trembled slightly, and the behemoth gradually emerged from the darkness and stood in front of the two of them.

"It's ......"

Mo Dye looked at the strange creature in front of him, but it was the first time he had seen it.

"Griffons."

Jun Chenyuan's purple eyes met the griffin's purple eyes, meeting in the air.

The monster had the body and claws of a lion, the head and wings of an eagle, and the combination was not the slightest awkward, but extremely beautiful.

The demonic beast took a few steps forward, and its body was all exposed in front of the two of them, and the six huge wings behind it covered its back, causing Jun Chenyuan's pupils to shrink for a moment.

"It's... It was a six-winged griffon. ”

Hearing this, Mo Ran began to rummage through information about griffons in his mind, and sure enough, Purple Frost had preserved everything about griffins.

The six-winged griffon, the king of the griffin family, was born with six wings and extraordinary abilities.

Ink Dye looked at the six-winged griffon in front of him, his eyes shining.

The back half of the lion-like body is covered with yellow-brown animal hair, and the eagle-like head and forelimbs are covered with golden-colored feathers, which are dotted with purple feathers.

The feathers on their heads and wings are blue-purple and give off a supple sheen.

The feathers on the chest are moon-white, the eagle-like beak and feet are pale gold, and the jet-black claws are powerful.

The more I look at it, the more beautiful I feel, and the more I look at it, the more I like it, and the bad mood that I was disturbed disappears in an instant.

"Serap, the griffon, the ambition is bound to win."

Jun Chenyuan was only stunned for a moment when he heard this, and laughed in a low voice at random, the little woman in his family was really ambitious.

Mo Dye looked at the behemoth in front of him with delight, and his sharp eyes noticed that the left wingtips of the griffin were dripping with blood.

His eyes were suffocated, and he was actually injured.

Ink Dye was angry for no reason, and in her consciousness, the six-winged griffin was already her identified partner, and such a scar was really infuriating.

"Chen Yuan, he's injured."

Jun Chenyuan's ears sounded in an ink-stained low voice, his eyes searched, and he naturally saw the wingtips dripping with blood.

No wonder, the griffin gasped slightly, just staring at the two of them, and did not move.

"I know you can understand me."

A flash of inspiration appeared in Mo Ran's mind, his eyes were smiling, and his voice was soft.

If Red Flame is present, he must shout loudly: "The master has started to fool the beast again!" ”

Sure enough, the griffin listened to Mo Ran's words, his purple eyes flashed, and a heroic voice came out.

"Human, what do you want."

As he spoke, the griffin's breath unconsciously emanated, and Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan keenly captured this breath.

Venerable Rank.

Mo Dye glanced at Jun Chenyuan, the disparity in strength was huge, and it was not possible to fight hard.

"We have no ill intentions, it's just that you're seriously injured, and if you don't heal it in time, you won't be able to save your wings."

Mo Ran shook his head regretfully, looking very pity.

Jun Chenyuan stood beside Mo Ran, looking at the griffin with vigilance, with his strength, if he fought hard, he would not necessarily lose, no matter what, he had to ensure the safety of Mo Ran.

"You human, nosy, huh."

The six-winged griffon didn't mean to attack, but just looked at the ink-dyed with dissatisfaction, human, cunning species.

Ink dye didn't seem to take his words to heart, and smiled unconcernedly.

"What if I say, I can heal you?"

The ink-dyed little face had a wicked smile on it, and it looked at the six-winged griffon inscrutablely.

"You? A mere human cub, can he have this strength? ”

The Seraphim's faint tone seemed to be a little disdainful, but there was some residual hope.

He knew the extent of his injuries, if he hadn't been framed by those bastards in the clan, how could he have met those humans, and how could he have ended up in such a situation.

"Human cubs?"

Mo Dye repeated word by word, how to look at the smile on the corner of his mouth, Jun Chenyuan shook his head helplessly, his own dyeing was about to blow up.

Holding his hands on his chest, he glanced at the griffin sympathetically, although he was strong, but the ghost ideas of ink dyeing were endless, how could a demonic beast that was not deeply involved in the world be able to resist it.

"You're a human cub! Your whole family is human cubs! ”

Mo Ran clenched his fists in a huff, and kept telling himself in his heart that this was his future partner, not angry, not angry, inhaling, exhaling, yes, not angry.

Who knew that the griffin shook his head seriously, looked at Mo Dye and said.

"I'm not a human, I'm not a cub, and the whole family can't be, you're a human cub."

The ink was dyed, and his mind was full of human cubs, and finally it exploded.

"Ya, don't care, Chen Yuan, restrain him."

Inkdye flew up and flipped his head neatly in the air, landing on the back of the six-winged griffon.

"Wood Entanglement!"

Countless thick vines tightly bound the griffon, and before the griffin could react, it was tightly entangled.

Jun Chenyuan's hands were sealed, and a gray enchantment appeared out of thin air, enveloping the ink dye and the six-winged griffin at the same time.

Mo Ran nodded at Jun Chenyuan, signaling him to rest assured, and concentrated on the six-winged griffon's injury.

"What are you going to do, human?"

The six-winged griffon let out a loud eagle cry, purple lightning erupted all over its body, and the vines wrapped around it showed faint signs of cracking.

"Tsk, don't move, if you really want your wings to be gone, attack me."

Mo Ran roared angrily, not caring for his body, really, how annoying it is.

The griffin also seemed to sense that the two were not hostile, and his body relaxed slightly, but he was still a little nervous.

"Chen Yuan, close the enchantment."

As soon as the ink dyeing voice fell, the gray enchantment in the air gradually disappeared, and Jun Chenyuan's handprint gradually retracted.

"It may hurt, I can't remove the vine, you bear with it."

Inkdye pats the griffon on the back as a gesture of comfort, and the movements of his hands remain the same.

Carefully observing the griffin's injury, it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look actually shocked the ink dye.

The bones of the two wings on the left side of the back have been broken, hanging weakly behind them, the flesh and blood at the base of the wings are blurred, and there are even a few sharp hidden weapons stuck in them.

Some of the flesh was already blue and black, and the blood was flowing incessantly, as if it was infected.

No wonder, no wonder the griffin had no intention of fighting, if it fought like this, the two wings would never recover.

Mo Ran stabilized his mind and looked up and down other places, except for a deep knife mark on his lower abdomen, everything else was an ordinary skin wound, and the wound on this wing was particularly serious.

Ink Dye took out the dagger and carefully cut off the necrotic muscles, but it still drew a low cry from the griffon.

Mo Ran shook his head and took out the 10,000-year-old blood Ganoderma lucidum in Biluo, this blood Ganoderma lucidum can generate muscle, and it has the best direct medicinal effect.

Mo Dye aimed the Ganoderma lucidum at the wound and pinched it hard, and the juice dripped down the ink dye's white fingers and fell on the wound.

The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but unfortunately the wound was too severe to heal completely.

Mo Ran looked at the wound, it was only a matter of time before he recovered, but he didn't have to worry, the only thing was this wing bone, which was a little troublesome.

Ink Dye touched the broken wing bone and pondered.