Directly blocked the attack of the big wolf dog, but Yan Ming was also stumbled by this sudden force, and the ensuing dark fluctuations were directly blocked by Zoroa with skills.

The big wolf dog was pushed away by the military knife, and the wolf's tail swept to the ground, plowing the ground into two deep ravines, Dusty and smoky, and dust splashed, instantly obscuring the entire vision.

Yan Ming hugged Zoroa and ran through the dust.

But suddenly, Yan Ming hurriedly stopped, his eyes stared, looking at a cliff in front of him, and his heart tightened.

When I turned to look, I found that I had been chased to a dead end by the big wolf dogs at some point.

He cursed in his heart that he hadn't paid attention to his surroundings just now, but his arm began to stop with a brief burst of fire and stretched out to the Poké Ball containing the fast dragon.

But at this moment, a white beam of light shot out from behind the wolves at great speed, attacking Zoroa.

Seeing this, Yan Ming hurriedly took Zoroya to dodge, and it was this step, Yan Ming felt that his feet slipped, and his dodging figure was overpowered, rolling directly on the stone ground after the rain for a distance, and he was about to fall off the cliff, at a critical juncture, Yan Ming thought that it might be hiding in the shadows to cause all this, so he simply jumped down with Zoroa.

Staying here, there must be a lot of losses, with the strength of his body, the degree of injury caused by falling down is much better than staying here to fight alone.

Seeing that Yan Ming and Zoroa fell off the cliff, the original big wolf dogs suddenly came back to their senses, and felt that the disturbing smell disappeared, the big wolf dogs glanced at each other, a little overwhelmed, and after hesitating for a while, the big wolf dogs who took the lead left here with the other elves.

There was only one figure left, visible by the moonlight, with an orange and white umbrella-like structure around its neck, and the eyes of the big-tongued shellfish on its head were behind it, which was a hippopotamus king.

At this time, he was holding a bottle of potion in his hand, looking at the cliff where Yan Ming and Zoroa had fallen, his eyes were lonely.

If Yan Ming had seen the label on the bottle at the scene, he would have understood that it was an alchemical medicine that could interfere with the olfactory system and cause insanity.

It was the elf who had died a long time ago, otherwise Yan Ming would not have seen other cultivators, let alone provoke him.

As for the reason, Yan Ming can also understand a little, it is nothing more than revenge or something, after all, the death of the old man, although it was not Yan Ming's shot, but it was also because of Yan Ming.

But the reason for all this, Yan Ming is afraid that he will no longer know, this hippopotamus king's heart at this time is for the old man has been helping, and the relief after giving back, I think he is afraid that he will not remember this incident anymore.

Let's talk about the words of jumping off the cliff.

He was in the middle of a thick grass at this time, and above it, there was a mountain wall dozens of meters high, and the surroundings were pitch black.

In this case, even Yan Ming was a little difficult to grasp the direction he was in, and because of this direct jump, Yan Ming's body at this time could not exercise vigorously for a short time, and there was no way to control the movement of his body, so Yan Ming had to give up and let his body lie on the lawn.

Fortunately, because of the fall off the cliff this time, it was not too painful, and Yan Ming in the air continued to catch some prominent vegetation shade to cushion it, plus those haystacks when they landed, they only had some slight shocks, which were not too serious, and these slight shocks were nothing to Yan Ming's strong physique.

Rolling off the haystack, feeling a little stinging in his body, his eyes were full of helplessness.

If the dragon had been released in the air just now, it might not have been like this.

However, at the time, his idea was to take Zoroa back into the Poké Ball first, but he missed the time to release the fast dragon.

But this time I'm really naïve, I didn't notice it when I was set up, and I was arrogant about my strength, and I focused all my energy on how to improve my strength, plus I always thought about the existence of a fast dragon, what else was I afraid of, didn't I walk sideways, but I forgot that I was in a dangerous realm like the ancient forest, and it was not an exaggeration to say anything, and I didn't even want to be vigilant about the surroundings, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy to set him up.

Forget it, anyway, except for a little pain, it's not a big problem, even if this encounter is a killing majesty, it's still important to have a correct mentality.

Anyway, it's best to let the body recover first, and don't move for the time being, Yan Ming simply began to think about who would set himself up?

Could it be the assassination group? After all, when I came to the ancient forest, I met them.

But look at the boy, he doesn't look like a guy who would do such a thing....

Just as he was thinking, the sharp-eyed Yan Ming noticed that a faint light was slowly approaching him not far away.

Yan Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had thought of something, and after feeling it, after his body could attack, he was ready to attack, waiting for the other party to slowly approach.

The light became more and more intense at night, and under the orange light, a vague human figure was gradually revealed, and at this time, Yan Ming also glanced at the appearance of the person.

It was a white-haired old man with a wrinkled face, he was wearing an ordinary gray cloth coat, and the old man was holding a kerosene lamp in his left hand and a wooden stick in his right hand.

The old man first stood at a distance away and looked at Yan Ming, with the light in his hand, the old man's squinted eyes saw Yan Ming's appearance clearly, and suddenly there was a surprise in his eyes, and he walked quickly to Yan Ming's side and touched it with his hand.

"Kid, are you alright?"

The old man's voice was low and hoarse, seeing that Yan Ming didn't reply for a long time, his eyes were still closed, and he seemed to have fainted, the old man reached out and probed his nose, his mouth opened slightly, and he looked at the dark and damp environment around him, sighed deeply, rubbed, found an angle, and slowly moved Yan Ming on his back.

Yan Ming's weight is not heavy, but it is not light either, feeling the weight of Yan Ming, the old man almost stumbled, and the thick wooden stick in his hand almost slipped.

Hurriedly stabilizing his figure, trying not to affect the wounds on the person behind him, the old man dragged his rickety back, lifted the kerosene lamp, and walked slowly towards the road with Yan Ming on his back one step at a time.

Feeling the old man's thin but solid back, Yan Ming suddenly didn't want to pretend to be dizzy, although he didn't look at the old man's appearance, but from the feeling of feeling, he was not young.

However, thinking of the experience of being set up just now, Yan Ming was still silent and did not move, smelling the faint sandalwood fragrance coming from the old man's body, Yan Ming began to sink down to speed up the recovery of his body.