The wolf's face became more and more ugly as he looked at Hua Yuqiong, and the horror of Fang Cai's palm made him take a half step back.

Hua Yuqiong suddenly looked at him, and her purple eyes stared straight at him, as if she was staring at her prey.

Run!

The strange purple pupils stared at the wolf's heart, and the first thought that popped up in his mind was "run"!

At the moment of life and death, the instinct to survive made him burst out of the coercion of the peak of the Spirit King, and after a short moment of shocking the monster, he used his spiritual power to pull out his legs and run!

was intimidated by coercion for a moment, and a touch of evil intent flashed in Hua Yuqiong's eyes, looking at the figure of the wolf fleeing in embarrassment.

Want to run?

Estimating that their side is not over yet, and her demon cultivation is also completely capable of handling the wolf, Hua Yuqiong stood in place, intending to have fun with the little fish in her formation.

Her purple eyes scanned in the mist, and her gaze locked on the wolf who was a little staggered due to internal injuries, and couldn't help but tease a little.

This is the deputy head of the Wolf Mercenary Regiment who is clamoring for her to be comfortable, and now he is actually being played by her.

She could imagine that if she was just an ordinary Xuan cultivator at this moment, in front of a fierce wolf whose strength was one order higher than her, she would really be humiliated like a plaything!

"Shhh Yes! ”

The wolf clutched the bleeding wound on his waist, and suddenly moved his hand to his right shoulder in pain. He quickly moved behind a large tree, gasped slightly, and looked at the painful shoulder.

This look made his panting sound stop abruptly, and his scalp tingled for a while.

It's a dagger wound!

That monster! That monster was right next to him!

He raised his eyes to look at the fog that was even thicker, and he couldn't even see anything a meter away!

The wolf leaned back, leaning against the sturdy trunk of the tree, and suddenly felt a little relieved, which made his heart sink a little when he mentioned his throat.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, Hua Yuqiong was sitting on the tree, his slender fingers playing with the dagger, and a pair of demonic eyes looked at him under the tree with a panicked expression.

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"Stinky boy, you dare to scrap my hand?!"

Here, a mercenary who had had his wrist cut off by Ning Qiyun in the scuffle glared at him viciously.

"Humph!" Ning Qiyun snorted coldly, "Didn't you have the courage to attack me just now?" With that, he looked at the man coldly, and the long sword in his hand was aimed at the man.

Cheng Yuqi was holding Zhai Zilan in one hand and a sword in the other, and the silver sword in his hand was dripping blood. His robe was also stained with blood in several places, all of which were wounds on his body, but they were all minor. The clothes on Zhai Zilan's legs were cut several times, and there was also a wound on her thigh, bleeding from the cut clothes.

Cheng Yuqi looked at him with some guilt, and his heart was very complicated.

If it weren't for Zhai Zilan helping him, he wouldn't have suffered that leg injury because of distraction, he dragged him down.

Han Zeng saw that his Royal Highness was injured, so he and Li Yuan protected the two of them left and right. He and Li Yuan were both in the early stage of the Spirit King, and they could still deal with these people, but the number of the other party was more than a dozen more than them, and they also had to protect the two injured people behind them, so it was a little reluctant to deal with them.

"I'll help you go over there first, your injury is on your thigh, you have to stop the bleeding immediately."

Cheng Yuqi said, and under the protection of Han Zeng and Li Yuan, he sat under a tree a little farther away with Zhai Zilan in his arms.