But in the next moment, Old Man Chen's momentum changed, as he raised his bow. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A huge figure appeared behind him, it was the outline of a person, but it was not real, but even if it was just a clear outline, you could feel his momentum standing on the top of the sky.

The white wolf naturally wouldn't give Chen Samadhi time to gather momentum, it clearly felt the power of that bow, even if it had an extremely ordinary arrow on it.

The white wolf roared angrily, or rathered in fear, and let out a whine, and its extremely sharp claws turned into knives that slashed at the old man who drew the bow.

Qingming was about to come out with an axe, but found that he seemed to be pulled by a force, making him unable to move.

I couldn't help but be very worried, I don't know if the speed of the white wolf is too fast or its claws are too sharp, the air seems to be cut, and Qingming saw that five black scratches clearly appeared in front of his eyes.

It was the mark of the space being cut, even if it was only an instant when the space was glued again, but Qingming still couldn't help but take a breath of cool air.

He was even more worried about Chen Laohan, but Chen Sanmad didn't dodge, the bow was already half drawn, and his claws whistled.

Zizizi......

Like the screeching sound of a knife slashing on glass, a transparent wall seemed to appear in front of Chen Sanma, and this wall was so hard that the white wolf's claws were actually broken when he grabbed it.

The white wolf let out a terrible howl.

At this time, Chen Sanma's bow was finally full, and Qingming also regained the strength to move, and he realized that it was Chen Sanma who restricted his movements just now.

"Come back with me." Chen Sanmadi said.

The white wolf looked at Chen Sanmadhi painfully, his eyes full of hatred and anger.

It doesn't want to be a dog, it's the dignity of being a wolf, and it'd rather die than give in.

It bared its teeth and bowed slightly, as if it would pounce on Chen Sanmai at any time, but Chen Sanma's bow was too deterrent, some people said that the arrows that were not shot were the most deterrent, Qingming thought about it and felt that this sentence was really good.

Chen Sanma's waist was very straight, and his eyes became very sharp, and the white wolf didn't even dare to move.

"One last time, come with me!" Chen Sanmadi said.

Qingming felt that Chen Sanmadhi's actions were quite a bit of a prostitution, holding a sword on someone else's neck and forcing others to take off the clothes on their bodies one by one, and then said I didn't force you, you can not take it off, you have the right to choose.

The white wolf felt very aggrieved, and as a living wolf, of course it didn't want to be a dead wolf.

But dignity or death is a question.

Looking at the bow, and the hand that slowly loosened from the bow, there was a struggle in its eyes.

It looked at the phantom shadow behind Chen Sanmad that was gradually condensing, and that figure was so terrifying that it didn't dare to look at it directly.

Obviously it's struggling, hesitating.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, four......" Chen Samadhi is starting to show off his counting level again.

But the white wolf cried out extremely protestingly, "What seven is four?" Six and five were eaten by you? ”

Qingming suddenly felt that it was like a dog, a big white dog, as if he had a dog before, but what about the dog later? He frowned and thought about it, but his head hurt.

Chen Sanmadhi ignored the white wolf's protest and continued to count: "Three, two, ......"

Just when "One" was about to say something, the white wolf decided that it was going to surrender.

Its gaze was sacred, and with a kind of generous determination, it issued a final order to the wolves not far away, "Retreat!" ”

The wolves were puzzled and let out a wail, and the white wolf turned around, with tears in its eyes, and it raised its head to the sky and howled, and the wolves immediately expressed their submission.

The white wolf glanced at Chen Sanmai, Chen Sanmai nodded, he knew that the white wolf wanted to have an explanation for the wolves.

Collect the bow, withdraw the arrow,

Qingming looked at the white wolf who was far away, and suddenly felt that Chen Sanwu was a little unkind, "It's quite pitiful." He said.

Listening to the mournful cries coming from afar, Chen Sanmadi nodded in agreement, but said on his lips: "What? Think I'm doing it wrong? ”

Qingming shook his head, "I just think that such a powerful wolf will be brought back to raise tigers, in case it eats us while we are sleeping one day, it will be interesting?" ”

"Wolves are treacherous and vicious by nature, and it is indeed very likely that common sense can be true." Chen Sanmadi agrees.

"Looks like it can't be said by common sense anymore?" Qingming looked at Chen Samadhi.

"Of course, it's a white wolf, and a white wolf won't devour the lord." Chen Sanmadi nodded.

"Why?" Qingming expressed puzzlement.

"Because the ancestors of the white wolf crossed paths with humans many years ago, they have a contract with the human race." Chen Sanmadi said.

Qingming turned sideways to look at Chen Sanyi, and saw that something was wrong with him, "I'm curious who you are?" Why do you know so many things? And your archery skills are terrible. ”

Chen Sanmu smiled and showed a mouth full of teeth, "Aren't you the same, better than I imagined, who are you?" ”

Qingming tilted his neck and said, "I don't remember who I am?" You know, if you say who I am, then I can only answer you that my name is Chen Mu. ”