Apart from yelling, the ape-armed bear didn't make any counterattack.

This made Fang Yuanzhou misunderstand, thinking that the ape-armed white bear was seriously injured because of the scratched belly, and he had no time to take care of counterattacking for a while, so he would keep standing in place and yelling.

The fact is that the ape-armed bear is healing itself, and the snow rolling on the ground helps it quickly repair the wound on its stomach.

When the snowflakes stopped, the ape-armed white bear came back to life with full blood and once again swung its arms to attack the dwarf people in front of it.

Fang Yuanzhou saw that the secret path was not good.

He was so exhausted that he didn't even have the strength to lift his sword at the moment.

The danger came too quickly and too suddenly, and even if a distress signal was issued now, it would be too late.

Fang Yuanzhou was very unwilling, but he had no way to do it, he could only maintain the demeanor of a king who was not afraid or arrogant, and bravely faced death.

"Your Majesty, danger!"

Gonggong Gui pulled the sharp sound of duck neck, rushed to the front of Fang Yuanzhou, opened his arms, and stepped forward to escort him without fear of death.

"Father-in-law Gui......" Fang Yuanzhou looked at the thin figure standing in front of him in disbelief.

"Your Majesty, run!" Gonggong Gui closed his eyes and shouted.

Seeing that the long arm of the ape-armed white bear was about to fall on Gonggong Gui's body, Fang Yuanzhou clenched the silver sword in his hand, forced the kindness in his heart, and turned around decisively, preparing to escape.

Suddenly, the red light shone brightly, and blood splattered, and warmly hit the inky robe.

Fang Yuanzhou finally couldn't bear it, and looked back.

There was a loud bang, and the snow on the ground rolled up again.

However, it was not Gonggong Gui who died on the ground, but the giant ape-armed white bear.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fang Yuanzhou was deeply shocked and immediately looked up into the distance.

In the snowstorm, a beautiful white shadow appeared.

Fang Yuanzhou squinted his eyes, his gaze through the wind and snow.

At this moment, a young girl walked slowly towards him with light steps.

"Are you alright?" The girl walked to the ape-armed white bear and stopped, and asked the black-clothed boy who was standing in a daze opposite in a sweet voice.

The wind and snow stopped suddenly, and Fang Yuanzhou looked at the girl in front of him intently, carefully observing her appearance.

Her eyes were large, round, transparent and bright, like a clear spring, and she did not wear any gold or silver hair ornaments on her head, but simply tied up a neat high ponytail with a white headband.

Although she was wearing a plain white dress, she was still so beautiful, so lovely, so pure white, like a snow lotus that had never been stained with a trace of dust.

Fang Yuanzhou's heart immediately fluttered, and he was stunned for a moment.

The man in ink in front of the meeting opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a long time, Ling Lingqi couldn't help but look at her sympathetically for a few seconds, thinking: This person must be so frightened that he can't speak.

Remembering that the weapon had not yet been retrieved, Ling Lingqi turned around and walked up to the ape-armed white bear, took out the two long red knives inserted in its heart, and took out the handkerchief to wipe it clean.

After putting away the Red Moon Twin Blades, Ling Lingqi looked up and down at the ink-clothed young man in front of him with a curious gaze.

Hosta hairpin, black bamboo gown, jasper tassel at the waist, long and beautiful figure, even if the body is dyed with blood at the moment, the clothes are torn, and it looks a little embarrassed, but it still can't stop the elegant and refined temperament.

At first glance, it is easy to think that he is the kind of weak scholar who is in the middle of the road and is bullied.

But the clothes on his body are very valuable, but anyone with a little knowledge will find that it is the precious silk of the south, the texture is light and soft with the naked eye, and it is not something that ordinary rich and noble families can afford.