The pamphlet records this type of ghoul: likes to hide in the shadows and launch sudden attacks on people passing by. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The intestines are sticky, and when attacked, they entangle enemies, then drag them to hidden places to kill and eat them. If the target is not reached, the intestines will be severed. They have a limited number of intestines, and after spitting, they hide in the grass and sneak to the target's side to launch a melee attack. Although their melee ability is weaker than that of regular ghouls, they are not careless.

This kind of spider-like squirting ghoul just needs to be careful not to get stuck in the intestines.

Mo He began to run, and he was no longer worried about alarming the guy hiding in the forest.

The rustling sounds around him sounded one after another around Mo He, and then the intestines sprayed out.

Some of the gut-spraying ghouls that were just in front of Mo He were easily eliminated by him, while others who had finished spraying their intestines hid in the grass and quickly chased around Mo He.

There were already twenty or thirty gut-spraying ghouls around, and a few bold ones had already given up hiding their bodies and jumped directly at Mo He at high speed.

Mo He brandished the silver iron spear left and right as he ran, slapping those monsters away with the head of the spear, and he didn't care if the other party was dead, as long as it didn't prevent him from escaping from the woods.

Fortunately, the forest is not very large, and after ten minutes of running, I finally came to the edge of the forest, outside is a barren meadow, there is a river that crosses the meadow, and if you look farther away, you can find the shadow of the village.

After running out of the woods, the gut-spraying ghouls only chased after them for a certain distance, but they noticed that there were other prey in the woods behind them, and they quickly turned around and ran back to the woods.

After a while, Shui Yue, who tied her long hair into a long ponytail with a black ribbon and held two water cloud knives dripping with green liquid in her hands, slowly walked out of the forest, followed by several gut-spraying ghouls, but then as if worried about the hidden world outside, they hurriedly fled back into the forest.

Shui Yue waved the water cloud knife in her hand a few times to both sides, throwing out the green liquid on the knife's body, because there were still remnants sticking to the blade, she didn't insert the double knife back into the scabbard on her back.

The situation behind him, Mo He stopped paying attention after running a hundred meters, and now he encountered a new enemy - a group of hell demon wolves.

It was a group of nearly twenty Hell Demon Wolves, and they were still eating the flesh of a few ghouls on the ground, but Mo He's sound attracted them.

The wolves were twice as tall as the Cerberus, and each one had still alive hair, and they all had more or less scratches on their bodies, and green juice was dripping from the rotting flesh of the wounds.

The booklet describes the Hellwolf as a necromantic creature transformed from a common wolf infected with voodoo. Hell wolves can inflict a lot of damage on their enemies with their claws and teeth, and they are not only very powerful, but also extremely fast, and Cerberus and ordinary ghouls are the objects of their prey. So if you encounter them in groups, it is advisable to take a detour.

It's too late to make a detour now—the wolves of Hell have noticed Mo He's presence and are already running towards him.

The speed was really fast, and in a blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of twenty or thirty meters and came to Mo He.

Mo He's hands and feet were lucky, sideways to let go of the demon wolf that pounced, gently shook the tail of the gun to open it, and then the head of the gun swung and slapped the other demon wolf away.

"Drink!"

Mo He let out a loud shout, and the silver iron spear began to swing left and right at high speed, knocking the incoming Hell Demon Wolves away one by one.

When attacking the first Hell Demon Wolf, Mo He had a preliminary understanding of the abilities of these Demon Wolves - the defense was far less hard than that of the Demon Wolf Pig, and the Silver Iron Spear could easily leave damage on their bodies.

The running speed is the same as the eighth master's ice crystal nail thorns, and if you don't concentrate, you may be hit by them at any time.

The force of the impact was huge, and although it seemed very simple to shoot them away, if it wasn't for the fighting spirit on his arm, then the flying pounce of any Hell Demon Wolf could make the silver iron spear in his hand get out of his hand.

If it's in the woods, Mo He may not be able to fully use it because of the trees, but now that it's in the open grass, let's give it a go.

Paying attention, Mo Heyin's iron spear flung forward heavily, stopped waving, and prepared to perform the nameless marksmanship.

A demon wolf pounced on the left, two on the right, and one on the back.

Mo He instantly received the enemy's information in his mind, and suddenly slammed his feet and took a step forward.

The silver iron spear swung to the left, the silver iron spear was like an elastic branch, the curved barrel brought up a series of afterimages, and smashed on the front paws of the demon wolf stretched out, the front paws were like tofu, shattered by a blow, with the remnants of the broken claws, the silver iron spear head was pointed at the chest of the demon wolf, with rotten flesh and green liquid, the body of the demon wolf was rapidly compressed, like a cannonball that was stuffed in the barrel and was about to be fired, and began to fly back upside down.

Then Mo He just shook his hands slightly, the silver iron spear was like a pliable branch, the whole gun shaft was bent to the right, and the most advanced demon wolf was hit in the head by the spear, and the folds of the demon wolf's rotten scalp could be clearly seen, and then a broken skull was squeezed from the head and drilled out of the scalp, and then a puff of greenish-white brains erupted from the hole in the skull and spewed out behind the wolf's head.

The offensive did not stop, and the demon wolf whose head was broken began to roll in the air, and the trajectory of its flying flight was destroyed, blocking the direction of the other demon wolf's advance.

The silver iron spear head pointed straight down under the vigorous operation of Mo He's hands, and the tail of the spear hit the belly of the demon wolf that pounced on his back, provoking the demon wolf high.

Mo He twisted his body to the right, and while his feet stepped heavily on the ground, the silver iron spear took Mo He's waist as the axis, waving clockwise, and the head of the gun brought up a purple band of light, like a meteor across the half-arc, where it passed, the demon wolf shattered when it touched, and it was crippled when it was sticky, and a piece of rotten flesh and severed limbs flew sideways.

In the fan swept by this move, half of the demon wolf was seriously injured, and half of it had turned into corpses, and it could never be fought back.

If it was an ordinary beast, they might be frightened off by Mo He's blow, but these hell demon wolves didn't seem to have any fear, and several demon wolves saw the gap in Mo He's pause and flew over from Xin.

The purple qi subsided from the silver iron spear, Mo He gathered his qi in his feet, while dodging the demon wolf that pounced, he stretched out the silver iron spear to pick the demon wolf away, and finally found that his movement space was crowded with the demon wolf who was not afraid of death, and the speed of the iron spear increased.

Every time Mo He swung it, the silver iron spear was like a silver snake out of a hole, and three or four afterimages lit a few holes under the soles of the feet close to the demon wolf who was going to attack, and finally Mo He, who was forced to have nowhere to put his feet, stepped on the back of a demon wolf, and then jumped high, went down a little in the air, poked at a demon wolf, and then turned out of the demon wolf's encirclement by means of a pole.

As soon as he landed, a demon wolf close to him waved his wolf claws to grab Mo He's back, but Mo He rolled forward to dodge, and then turned around and stabbed the opponent's head.

Now there are still seven or eight demon wolves left and right, and they continue to flank Mo He left and right with a tacit understanding, so that Mo He can't stop in his hands and under his feet.

Gradually, Mo He felt that his physical strength was exhausted.

Mo He really wanted to be like Benjamin while keeping the fighting qi on the weapon, and at the same time let the fighting qi attach to his body to form a strong protection, so that he didn't have to be as careful as he was now, and even if he was accidentally attacked, as long as he didn't destroy the protective layer of the fighting qi, he wouldn't be able to hurt his flesh and skin at all.

However, to increase the area and time of the Qi attachment of the Dou Qi, it takes a lot of physical strength and fighting energy, Mo He's current level is not able to cover the whole body at all, even if he only fights with the Qi weapon, he can only use a little move and a half, if he is reluctant, he may not be able to get back at any time, then he can only stand and be beaten all the time.

When the last demon wolf fell, Mo He poked the silver iron spear in his hand to the ground, supporting his body to recover his strength a little.

But it doesn't seem to be over yet, Mo He's fight just now has attracted the attention of some ghouls wandering around in the distance, and they didn't get close at first because they were afraid that the Hell Demon Wolf would hunt them, but now that the Hell Demon Wolf has been eliminated, they have swarmed over, intending to hunt Mo He.

Seeing that the ghouls, who were twice as many as the Hell Demon Wolves he had killed just now, were rushing towards him, Mo He's body that had not yet recovered his strength felt a little weak.

"Heaven is going to kill me!" Mo He smiled helplessly, pulled the silver iron spear from the ground, and waved it, ready to fight again.