So what should we do now, we can't watch the Flame War disintegrate."

Sun Simiao was also a little at a loss at this time, although he had countless experiences, but the fields involved were completely different, if he asked himself about pharmacology, he would definitely be able to recite it backwards, but it was related to the utensils, and he was very blind like refining pills.

Ye Jinghong gave him a blank look, and he didn't plan to let him help at the beginning.

With a turn of his eyes, Ye Jinghong squinted his eyes, walked to the wind wolf with the fire war spear eroded by the white mist, and said threateningly: "Either you find a way to solve this set of white mist, or I will let you be buried with this spear, don't think about making a small move in front of my eyes, you shouldn't be able to cause this kind of attack again."

The wind wolf completely ignored Ye Jinghong's threat, after seeing his white mist blocked by the fire spear, he was already completely dead, and the next thing he faced was only life as a pet, and death was dug up by someone to dig out the demon core and fur.

As for asking yourself to help him deal with this white mist, don't even think about it.

He has never been cruel to the Terran monks in his life, and this time he is just greedy for the barbecue in Ye Jinghong's hands, and he didn't think about introducing the two of them, and then using their flesh and blood to satisfy his hunger, but what he didn't expect was that the two hateful humans in front of him attacked him behind his back.

"It seems that it doesn't want to help, so we slaughtered him, and when it dies, put it on the grill and sprinkle some cumin, and the fragrance will definitely attract the surrounding monsters to come and nibble on it."

Sun Simiao pulled out a filament from under his dust, and in an instant, it turned into a thick hemp rope in his hand, tied a dead knot, and was ready to put it on the head of the wind wolf, wanting to strangle it to death.

"Whew." The Wind Wolf dragged its injured body back a few steps, although it had never learned human language in this black miasma forest, but it could understand what Sun Simiao said, especially when it heard that it would roast itself into a barbecue and let its own kind eat it, its face suddenly showed a look of fear.

"Yo, looks like this beast can still understand what we're saying, I'll see how long you can last."

Sun Simiao pinched the spell with his right hand, and countless spiritual texts emerged from Sun Simiao's body, flying towards the retreating body of the wind wolf, forming a spiritual cage around it, unable to dodge the rope in his hand.

"Hey." Before Sun Simiao could react, the wind wolf suddenly exerted force in his hand, and the long rope was thrown by him, and landed accurately on the wind wolf's head, which had not completely lassoed its head, but the wind wolf's head twitched, and subconsciously approached the rope that was thrown.

The rope ring immediately continued to shrink, so that it could not breathe, and the calves that could not be placed in its limbs kept kicking the ground, trying to struggle out of this rope circle, and when he saw that the wind wolf was about to roll his eyes and stick out his tongue, Ye Jinghong slashed a shot in the air, cutting Sun Simiao's rope circle.

"Oops...... What do you want to do, boy Ye, why did you cut my rope loop?"

Sun Simiao didn't have time to react, due to the inertia, his body fell backwards, and an old bone almost fell apart, but fortunately, the surrounding vegetation was very dense, and he did not fall directly on the hard ground, but fell into the dense vegetation bushes, helping him to cushion the damage from the back.

"This white mist hasn't been resolved yet, and you're so anxious to kill this wind wolf, so don't you need my Holy Rank Fire Spear?"

Ye Jinghong didn't expect Sun Simiao to dare to question himself, he originally wanted him to threaten and threaten the wind wolf, which Cheng thought that he really did it, and wanted to strangle this wind wolf to death, if it weren't for his quick eyes, maybe his fire war spear would really be scrapped, and even the Cangwu who was in retreat and cultivation inside disappeared.

was glared at fiercely by Ye Jinghong, Sun Simiao also knew that he had played, and he almost delayed the business, now no matter how the wind wolf behaved, he had to let it remove the white mist first, and then he would think of other cruel ways to kill it to vent the hatred in his heart.

"Hey, hey, hey." Sun Simiao couldn't help but laugh, feeling that he was still too bad.

Knowing that he is a doctor who saves lives and helps the wounded, he is always thinking about how to create some very terrible killing methods to use against his enemies.

"The one who is close to Zhu is red, and the one who is close to ink is black, could it be that I have been by the side of Ye Xiaozi with a black belly for too long, and I have been imperceptibly influenced by him?" Sun Simiao wondered if his terrible thoughts were all influenced by Ye Jinghong.

"As long as you remove this white mist, I can let you live, and even help you repair the wounds on your body."

"The man behind me is a doctor, and he is very good at helping people and beasts, and your current wound can't last long." Ye Jinghong suddenly played a white face.

Just now, Sun Simiao came to the hard, the wind wolf in front of him didn't eat, he came to the soft one, and he picked on the weaknesses of others to make painful moves, so he didn't believe that this wind wolf was not greedy for life and afraid of death, and he was not very stingy with his own life.

Everyone has their weaknesses, and beasts are no exception.

The wind wolf roared a few times, not at all like the state it showed to Sun Simiao before, it was also very tempted in its heart, but it was afraid that the human in front of it would be capricious, once he removed this white mist, the human in front of him would break his promise, and his life would be threatened again.

You must know that this white mist is the last capital for you to negotiate with them, and if you lose even this last capital, then you are a fish on the chopping board to be slaughtered.

Seeing that the demeanor of the Wind Wolf was not as good as before, he knew that it was a little moved, and Ye Jinghong immediately said: "I know what you are worried about, you can help me remove half of the white mist first, so that it does not continue to erode my fire spear, and I will immediately ask the doctor to treat your wounds first, and then help me withdraw all the white mist after you have fully recovered."

Tempest Wolf thought for a moment and nodded in agreement with what he said.

Big Mouth stared at the white mist of the Flame Spear and took a sharp breath, most of the white mist on it was absorbed, only some remnants remained, and those white mist did not cause much damage to the Flame Spear.

However, the scars left before cannot be repaired, unless you look for artifacts to help you in the future, otherwise the fire war spear will still be a little envoy in the future, otherwise when you fight the opponent one day, it will be worth the loss to completely disintegrate the fire war spear here.

"It seems that it's time to find a new weapon to replace the Flame Spear, and I relied too much on the invincibility attribute of this Holy Rank Magic Weapon before, so I used the Flame Spear in everything to help me solve the problem, which will lead to this happening."

Ye Jinghong touched the cracks with his hand, those scars were shocking, and he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, this fire spear had been with him for two or three years, and it had already become an inseparable part of himself.

In the future, if you have time, you should hurry up and find the artifact, and the masterpiece will help you repair the scars on the fire gun.

The wind wolf looked at Ye Jinghong very attentive to the weapon in his hand, and couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, after all, the white mist he spit out caused the weapon to crack, in case he vented all the anger caused by the scar on himself, he might really play Dafa.

"Ye boy, this time you really played Dafa, you didn't kill a single spirit beast, and you almost got a Saint-Rank weapon." Sun Simiao said with some schadenfreude.

He saw that Ye Jinghong actually had a saint-rank weapon in his hand before, which was one level higher than the dust whisk in his hand, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious in his heart, he was tired and tired to get the dust whisk from an ancient ruin, Ye Jinghong was only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child at that time, and he actually had a saint-rank weapon, who was not envious.

"Hmph...... You'd better heal all the injuries on its body quickly, so that this white mist can be completely lifted."

"Are you sure? If all of the wounds on this wind wolf are recovered, maybe the cultivation will recover quickly, and the two of us may be in danger." Sun Simiao said cautiously.

In his opinion, Ye Jinghong was a demon at this time, and he wanted to help the wind wolf heal his injuries for the first time, although the two of them were lucky enough to hurt it, but the same method would not let it be fooled again, not to mention that Ye Jinghong had no barbecue in his hands.

If all of the Tempest's wounds are healed, the two offensive and defensive camps will be swapped, and the poor Tempest Wolf will open its bloody mouth to them again, treating them as food on their plates.

"Do we have another choice?" Ye Jinghong looked at Sun Simiao coldly.

Now he wanted to get the Flame Spear out of danger as soon as possible, and as for the rest, he would only think about it when the white mist completely disappeared from the Flame Spear.

If Ye Jinghong borrowed the power of Kunpeng and reached the early stage of the Spirit Beast Venerable in a short period of cultivation, and his cultivation was blessed with combat skills, his combat power would definitely be able to break through the middle stage of the Spirit Beast Venerable, and the two spirit beast venerables would not be able to defeat a body that had just recovered from a major injury.

If you can hurt it the first time, you can hurt it a second time.

"Okay!" Sun Simiao was very reluctant, walked to the side of the wind wolf, watched the wind wolf grin at him, slapped his backhand on the wolf's head, and bullied it for a while while it was still injured, maybe there would be no chance to wait.

"Whew." There was a grudge in the eyes of the wind wolf, and he secretly swore in his heart that after his wounds were completely healed, he would definitely make the human in front of him look good.

His own wind wolf clan is not easy to mess with, everyone who provokes his own race has to pay some price, and the white mist above Ye Jinghong's fire spear is a very good proof of this.

That white mist is the wind wolf has been dealing with death and miasma in the black miasma forest for many years, causing his body to completely mutate, and he has also used this natural advantage to practice a life-saving attack.

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