"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!" ……

"Hah!"

"Ping Pong ......"

The wolf jumped out of the woods and came to a relatively open area.

He hurriedly used his life force to heal the wounds on his body quickly.

The broken circuit just now was simply tormenting.

Dense flying knives flew from all directions, front, back, left and right, and if you don't die, you have to scrape a layer of skin!

If he hadn't had the life force, it is estimated that he would have been forked into a "sword mound" inside!

But this life force did not belong to him in the first place, but came from his comrades, and belonged to something outside his body.

So although this life force is strong, there is not much left along the way.

After the wolf had healed the wounds with the rest of his life force, he was about to find a place to rest when he heard the roar of some wild beast.

Not good! The wolf was shocked. It smells of blood! The smell of blood lured them in!

The wolf listened to the sound and determined that there were two beasts, and they were of the same kind, and they were both coming from his side.

With a few rolls of his eyes, the wild wolf thought of a crooked move: Didn't the Momen disciples lurk for him just now, then he would give them a big gift.

As soon as he said it, the wolf turned and ran into the woods, only to be stopped.

Two old men, armed with long sticks, looked at him.

"Seventh Uncle, Ninth Uncle, be careful, this person's hands are very strong!" A dark shadow came out from the other side, and it was the same ink man who had gone through two moves with the wolf at the beginning.

The wolf looked at the man, who did not cover his face with anything, but by the moonlight he recognized him.

"Mo Qianji! It's you! ”

"Didn't you expect that my chic face has been known to everyone in the Northern Regions?" Mo Ji wine, no, it should be more appropriate to call Mo Castle Lord at this time, he looked at the wild wolf with a smile, "It's really Mo's honor!" ”

"To be hunted down by Momen like this, and even the helmsman who served in the school palace and was taboo in the palace came back to personally preside over the action, compared to this, I thank you for your favor." The wild wolf looked at the three of them coldly, secretly mobilizing the vast battle intent, ready to enter the battle state at any time.

The seventh uncle and the ninth uncle noticed his small movements, and directly grabbed the long stick and had a head-to-head confrontation with him. The wild wolf directly caught the double stick with both hands, his body sank down, and the piece of land where he was fell down, and then the vast battle spirit erupted, shaking the two bad old men out.

At this moment, the Lord of Mobao suddenly flashed behind the wolf, and a stuffy stick knocked down. The wild wolf had just pushed the nine and seven people away, and he had no time to care about the situation behind, so he could only eat a stick, and then fell into the mud.

Just when the wild wolf wanted to suddenly burst out and hit the Lord of Ink Castle by surprise, a stick was pressed against his neck, making him calm down instantly.

Although he was crazy, he did not forget that his comrades-in-arms were cut to flesh by this stick turning into a pillar and the pillar out of a knife.

In case this thing suddenly comes out with a knife and stabs him in the neck, isn't it all in vain that he did so much before?

It's better to die than to live. Just as the wolf wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, the Lord of Ink Castle, who had one foot on his back, spoke: "Okay, enough fun, you can go." ”

Lord Mobao walked away to the side and watched the wolf get up on its own.

Whether it's fighting or escaping, once the state is interrupted, it's hard to lift your spirits again.

The wild wolf slowly stood up, looked at the Lord of Mobao not far away, then at Mo Jiu and Mo Qi who had climbed back into the tree, and then at the Momen disciples who were hiding in the forest and watching him.

These people are all in front of him, in other words, as long as the wild wolf turns around and runs at this time, he will not collide with the people of Momen.

Looking at the wolf's slow devouring movements, the Lord of Mobao seemed to be a little impatient: "Seventh Uncle, Ninth Uncle, give this guest a ride." ”