Zheng Xiaoyao suddenly felt something fall on his cheek, reached out to touch it, the contact was a little wet, raised his head and looked at the sky, I don't know when the sky above his head was shrouded in dark clouds, and it was indistinguishable in the night, the rain became heavier and heavier, and gradually a red stream of water gathered on the ground.

The sight of everyone who fought was covered by the rain, and the mixture of rain and blood on their faces was wiped off uncomfortably, the number of casualties increased, but the number of wolves did not decrease significantly, Liu Lao, who stayed by Mu Tian's side, also couldn't sit still, and said to Mu Tian to protect himself, and a momentum of the spirit realm erupted in his body, and he ran towards the wolves with a big knife.

These hungry wolves are called sharp-clawed wolves, most of them are only equivalent to the second and third level of spiritual cultivators, and only a small part of them reach the foundation, but they can't support a large number, and one of their wolf claws is extremely sharp, and they like to haunt in groups and dominate the entire mountain range.

But these sharp-clawed wolves in front of them have obviously been hungry for a long time, and someone must have deliberately caught some wolves to stimulate their ferocity and brought them here.

A flash of melancholy flashed in Zheng Xiaoyao's eyes, he was no longer the former Xiaoyao Sword Master, how to deal with so many clawed wolves in this body now, the only hole card side effects were too great, the thoughts in his mind flowed, and a glimmer of brilliance in his eyes came out, Zheng Xiaoyao got out of the carriage and came to Mu Tian's side.

"Is there anything that draws runes?"

Mu Tian looked at Zheng Xiaoyao, the look of doubt in his eyes became even stronger, and at the same time, he was even more curious about Zheng Xiaoyao.

"Brother Xiaoyao or rune master? It's just that low-level runes aren't of much use right now!"

"The goods we transported this time are a batch of rune resources, and now they are all going to die, so Brother Xiaoyao can use them if he wants. ”

Hearing Mu Tian's words, Zheng Xiaoyao immediately turned around and came to the wooden box, and Mu Tian followed behind Zheng Xiaoyao with curiosity.

Break the lock on the wooden box with the weapon he picked up from the side, and lift the lid of the wooden box, which contains some low-grade rune paper, and the rest of the wooden box contains some low-grade rune ink, several low-grade rune pens, and a medium-grade rune pen.

After a quick glance, Zheng Xiaoyao took a low-grade rune pen and some paper and ink, closed the lid of the box, put the rune paper on it, turned his head to look at Mu Tian, and said very quickly: "Do you want to save that Liu Lao, I have a way, that is, I need your cooperation." ”

In the battlefield not far away, the battle situation became more and more fierce, and the remaining guards were probably only the original half, but none of them escaped, all of them clenched their weapons with five fingers and swung them fiercely towards the clawed wolves in front of them.

Liu Lao's clothes were already a little torn at this time, and there were scratches of different shades scattered on his body, and a flame shrouded in the big knife in his hand, but it became a little dim with the impact of the wolves in front of him.

Hearing Zheng Xiaoyao's words, Mu Tian did not have the slightest hesitation, and immediately nodded to indicate that he was willing.

"Brother Carefree if there's anything I need help with, just mention. ”

Zheng Xiaoyao handed the weapon and rune ink disc in his hand to Mu Tian, looked at Mu Tian with a puzzled look on his face and explained, "Mix your blood into the rune ink." ”

When Mu Tian heard this, without the slightest hesitation, he took the weapon and made a cut on his arm, allowing the blood to drip into the ink plate, until Zheng Xiaoyao told him to stop, he wrapped the wound with cloth.

Despite all the doubts and curiosity in his heart, Mu Tian also understood that this was not the time to trace the origin, so he took a few steps back, leaving space for Zheng Xiaoyao to draw runes.

Zheng Xiaoyao began to depict the rune, which is known as the most primitive language, which can connect the heavens and the earth, and the depiction needs to be guided by the power of the divine soul, and the rune ink is used as the medium to write the contract with the heaven and the earth, so as to burst out with incredible power.

But after all, it is not his own cultivation, so his strength will eventually be extreme, but it is not within the reach of ordinary people.

In a moment, a rune on the rune paper took shape, which continued to exude a strange meaning, a white light flashed, and then became ordinary.

Mu Tian's mouth on the side was wide open, it was not that he had not seen the rune master depicting the runes, but when Zheng Xiaoyao carved them, it brought him a sense of beauty, and the process was smoother than the second-grade rune masters he had seen.

Ignoring the surprise of Mu Tian beside him, Zheng Xiaoyao indulged in it after picking up the rune pen, this feeling was familiar to him, and it was as if he had reunited with friends for many years, and the runes in his eyes became like elves, dancing.

It didn't take long for Zheng Xiaoyao to let out a long breath in his mouth, completed the carving of the last rune, and picked up all the runes, one of which was obviously different from other runes, Zheng Xiaoyao took this rune and threw it towards Mu Tian, the light on the rune flashed, and it disappeared into Mu Tian's body.

"You don't need to do anything later, just stand here, and when I raise my hand, you can say that you don't want to retreat quickly. ”

Mu Tian was even more puzzled, but he understood that he could only trust Zheng Xiaoyao at this time, and nodded to show that he understood.

Zheng Xiaoyao saw that Mu Tian understood, and shuttled through the battlefield with the remaining few rune papers, and it was not suitable to drive one of them into the ground, and when he returned to Mu Tian's side, his hands were empty.

"Follow me to seal. ”

Mu Tian watched Zheng Xiaoyao's gestures and did it, a total of nine movements, and when all the actions were done, he only heard Zheng Xiaoyao drink a big word in his mouth, Mu Tian followed and drank, and as soon as the words fell, there was a sudden change.

Several rays of light rushed out from Mu Tian's body, falling towards the place where Zheng Xiaoyao threw down the rune paper before, and as soon as they touched, a huge human figure phantom suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield, looking at it, it was like Mu Tian who had been magnified several times, and a pair of even bigger eyes on his face were shining.

The two sides of the battle suddenly stopped, watching this magical scene, each vigilant.

The phantom's head turned, looking at the clawed wolves in the battlefield, a spiritual coercion in the phantom emanated, and all the clawed wolves suddenly crawled to the ground, their eyes were full of fear, as if they had encountered some terrifying existence, and their mouths kept wailing.

The remaining twenty or so guards looked at this situation, with a ghostly look in their eyes, and they all moved their eyes to the huge phantom in the center, and after seeing their faces clearly, they were shocked, and then they all looked at Mu Tian behind them.

Mu Tian was also looking at the phantom shadows in the battlefield at this time, as well as the clawed wolves lying on the ground trembling, he didn't know why it was his own appearance, was it the effect of his own blood before?

Mu Tian's mind was full of questions at this time, so he naturally looked at Zheng Xiaoyao on his side, but saw Zheng Xiaoyao making a speaking gesture towards him, so he could only hold back his curiosity and say the words that Zheng Xiaoyao handed over to him before.

The mouth opened slightly, the words in the mouth were spoken, and Mu Tian's voice came out of the phantom mouth, the sound was like a bell, deafening, and the words were mixed with a great majesty.

"You don't want to retreat quickly. ”

The words fell, and the clawed wolves around them suddenly fled, and disappeared after a while, leaving only more than two dozen guards and Liu Lao in the battlefield, as well as stumps and fragments all over the ground, human corpses, wolf corpses, and bloody water.

The rain stopped, and everything was renewed.

Looking at the battle that ended like this, everyone except Zheng Xiaoyao had a strange look on their faces, with a puzzled look in their eyes, looking at the two children behind them, Liu Lao was the same, looking at Mu Tian's eyes with a question, Mu Tian's mouth was slightly open, and before he could speak, a wave of fatigue hit his brain, and he fell to the ground and fell asleep, with a trace of blood oozing out of his eyes.

"Young master, young master. ”

Seeing Mu Tian fall, Liu Lao didn't care about dealing with his injuries, and hurriedly walked over, hugged Mu Tian and shouted his name, with concern and fear in his eyes.

Seeing that Mu Tian didn't respond, Liu Lao raised his head and looked at Zheng Xiaoyao on the side.

"What's wrong with my young master. ”

When Zheng Xiaoyao carved the runes before, the small spiritual power in his body had already been exhausted, and his spirit was also a little tired, but now seeing that everything had settled down, his heart was relieved, and suddenly a wave of fatigue struck, and he was getting into Mu Tian's carriage at this time, wanting to rest.

Hearing Liu Lao's question, his words were full of tiredness and explained: "The mind is a little consumed, you can recover after a good rest, there is no major problem...... "As he spoke, he also fell asleep.

Hearing Zheng Xiaoyao's words, Liu Lao's heart was relieved, but he still checked Mu Tian's body again before he completely settled down, carefully carried Mu Tian into the carriage, covered him with a quilt, and caught a glimpse of Zheng Xiaoyao on one side, looking at the tired look on his face, he got out of the carriage and brought a quilt to cover Zheng Xiaoyao's body.

When he came to the outside of the carriage, he saw that there were only about twenty of the hundred or so guards left, and he felt a little sad in his heart, and came to everyone, with a solemn expression, and bent down to salute with his fists clenched.

"Your life-saving grace, our master and servant will be rewarded. ”

"What is Liu Lao doing, we have long thought of this day when we came out to do things, but how will the old people and children in the dead brother's family live in the future!"

"Rest assured, we will send monthly bereavement benefits to the families of our deceased brothers to protect them from being bullied. ”

Hearing Elder Liu's words, the remaining guards showed respectful looks in their eyes, "On behalf of the dead brothers, thank you Elder Liu." ”

"You gather up the bodies of the dead guards, take the ashes back, set up a tomb, and go home. ”

When the guards heard Liu Lao's words, they immediately ignored their own injuries, and stood up to salute Liu Lao, shouting in their mouths: "Thank you!"

Looking at everyone's expressions, Liu Lao kept waving his hands, all of them died because of themselves, how could he receive this thanks.

Looking at the corpses all over the field, he kept sighing, all of them were a group of good boys, my young master didn't pick the wrong person, but it's a pity that now they have all died because of me, Liu Lao couldn't bear to look at it anymore, turned his head to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, didn't turn around, and left the place, just a sigh came out.

"Alas, it's my old man's desire for some peace of mind. ”

One of the remaining guards, who were not too badly wounded, gathered the remains of the corpse, while the others, enduring the pain, went to the woods to find some dry firewood and piled it up near the corpse.

When everything was done, it was lit, and suddenly the flames soared into the sky, and the flames were reflected on the faces of the guards around them, all of them with a sad face.