Chapter 32 is fine

The foul smell of burnt flesh was still wafting in the air, and the wolves that had filled the entire valley just now had all run away without a trace. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The wolf king was completely frightened by Mo Qing, and when Mo Qing spread his hand and jumped off its back, the fierce flames were gone.

The wolf pack limped away, and disappeared like a wind, and he didn't even take away the corpse of his own child on the ground.

When the wolves retreated, none of the wolves walked near Mo Qing, and all the wolves were far away from him, it seemed that Mo Qing left a big shadow in the hearts of this group of wolves.

After making sure that the wolves had really withdrawn, Mo Qing eagerly ran towards the bloodstained stone wall.

There is no effort to pay attention to the wolves that are not capable of escaping and not dying immediately, and let them wail there and crawl with difficulty into the distance.

The wolves who surrounded the stone wall finally pulled away the dead wolves blocking the stone cracks, and made a hole enough for a wolf to attack.

But fortunately, Uncle Merlun was not bitten by the wild wolf that pounced on him at the end.

Because the strong wolf that rushed forward was beaten to death with his little paws by the lucky general who slipped past at some point.

Just now, I had been struggling on the line of life and death, and I didn't feel the slightest wrong, but now I know that Uncle Mo Lun's life is not in danger, and after I was relieved, I found that I couldn't lift a little strength in my body.

Mo Qing gritted his teeth, and with his weak arms, he struggled to pull away the dead wolf blocked in front of the gap.

The wolf died in a strange shape, in any position.

The most miserable one, his body was split into several pieces, and his colorful intestines flowed all over the ground.

The upper bodies were still a little warm, and the lower ones were already mixed with blood and were clinging to the ground.

Mo Qing pulled the hard corpses, and after a few hard pulls, he gave up the plan to pull them all apart.

didn't care about the blood and rotten flesh under his body, Mo Qing lay down directly, and crawled into the crack in the stone wall where Uncle Mo Lun was through the open opening.

Uncle Mo Lun leaned against the stone wall in the cave, with a strong battle intent on his face, but he didn't react to Mo Qing's arrival in the slightest, and still maintained this posture.

His whole body was almost covered in coagulated blood, like a bloody man.

But fortunately, the coagulated blood clot just stopped the wound from continuing to bleed.

Mo Qing endured the dizziness, released his divine sense, and carefully checked Uncle Mo Lun, which can be regarded as a real relief.

Fortunately, there were no fatal wounds, most of them were skin injuries, which looked dense and scary, but they did not hurt the roots.

In the end, it was a man who often begged for a living in the mountains, and deliberately avoided the vital parts in the fight with the wolf.

After using two spells in a row, Mo Qing's body, which did not have much true qi, was almost squeezed dry.

Taking over the storage bag that Fu Jiang picked up from outside, Mo Qing's hands trembled for a long time before taking out a lot of things from inside.

After struggling with his feet a few times, he kicked aside a few stones on the ground, ignoring the blood stains on the ground, Mo Qing spread the mattress he brought from Huang Laoxi's on the ground.

As for whether the mattress will be soiled, there is really no time to think about it at this time, and if it is dirty, it will be Huang Yaoshi's business after going back, and it has nothing to do with Mo Qing.

It took a lot of effort to lift Uncle Merlun up from the stone wall and lie flat on the mattress.

The broken scimitar was still clutched in his hand, and Mo Qing couldn't break it after two attempts, so he could only let Uncle Mo Lun hold it.

Take the water hyacinth and pull the stopper off.

Mo Qing gritted his teeth and took Uncle Mo Lun's head in his arms, and leaned the gourd mouth against Uncle Mo Lun's chapped lips.

The crisp and sweet water slowly flowed out of the mouth of the gourd and flowed into Uncle Merron's thirsty mouth.

The coma did not hinder Uncle Merron's ability to drink water in the slightest, and the water in the gourd was quickly half drunk by him.

I didn't dare to let him drink it again, drinking too much water at this time didn't do much good to his body.

Mo Qing gasped for a while, drank the rest of the water, plugged the gourd mouth and threw it aside, and then laboriously put Uncle Mo Lun back on the mattress.

Mo Qing struggled twice before standing up.

I crawled outside in the dark, and after working hard for a long time, I finally pulled through a few dead wolves and blocked the hole that was exposed.

After doing this, Mo Qing rolled directly onto the mattress.

I wasn't going to take Uncle Mo Lun out, not to mention whether I could go out, but if I could get out, Mo Qing didn't think that he would encounter another beast, and he could guarantee that the two of them would not be eaten.

The body was in pain, as if it had been trampled by thousands of horses.

From the time he set off in the afternoon until now, he has been in a high state of tension.

The long-distance running and high-intensity fighting squeezed out the last drop of Mo Qing's strength, and if it weren't for the super will to support him, he would have fallen asleep a long time ago.

Just lay down, tired and sleepy like a tide, before being completely submerged, Mo Qing with great perseverance, pulled the quilt next to him, and covered Uncle Mo Lun and himself.

On a cold winter night in the mountains, the weather is frighteningly cold, and if you don't cover the mattress, Uncle Molun can't stand it.

The general who had been more sleepy did not sleep tonight, squatting on the hard wolf corpse, looking out into the dark night from the small hole that was not blocked, and keeping vigil for his tired master.

The invisible black and white gas circulated in Mo Qing's body, slowly flowing to the whole body.

The body of the lucky general who was squatting on the wolf corpse also changed, and the same air flow also rose from it, but it didn't know it, and it was still staring at the world outside the stone crack............

Mo Qing, who was sleeping in a daze, faintly heard a few suppressed snorts.

"Isn't it a beast that came in at night" Thinking of this in a daze, Mo Qing's heart suddenly stirred, and he immediately sobered up.

When I opened my eyes suddenly, I realized that it was a false alarm.

Uncle Merlun didn't know what he had woken up, and the whole person had already sat up, leaning against the stone wall behind him, and the snort of pain came from his mouth.

Obviously, the action just now touched the wound on his body.

After seeing Mo Qing wake up, Uncle Mo Lun immediately stopped making a sound, his face immediately sank, and he paused for a while before angrily whispering to Mo Qing:

"Who told you to come? When you see so many wolves, you don't run quickly, are you kicked in the brain by a donkey? I'll kill you disobedient rabbit cub!"

said that he was beating, and his arm was raised twice, but he couldn't afford it, so he had to give up his plan to beat Mo Qing.

But he didn't stop, still reprimanding Mo Qing fiercely.

It's just that his voice is getting lower and lower, and even at last his tone has changed, with a slightly nasal voice.

If it weren't for the thick layer of blood on his face, Uncle Mo Lun would have been worried that Mo Qing would find his red eye circles.

Uncle Mo Lun woke up early, and when he saw Mo Qing looking like he had been washed in blood, he knew what kind of fight Mo Qing had gone through to get here, and he also understood why he was still alive.

Looking at the torn and tattered clothes of the child, I was moved, distressed, and more afraid.

In case there are three long and two short, it is too late to regret it.

Mo Qing got out of the quilt, and the exhaustion all over his body was swept away, except for a faint pain in his back, all other discomforts disappeared.

After a few such experiences, he was no longer surprised by this miraculous recovery ability in his body.

"Okay, boy, bend down and wait for you to get better and beat me. ”

When Uncle Mo Lun was furious, Mo Qing kept his head down and smiled without speaking, and at this moment, seeing that Uncle Mo Lun was silent, Mo Qing twisted his waist and pulled Uncle Mo Lun's hand and said with a smile.

However, Uncle Mo Lun took a breath of cool air, obviously Mo Qing touched the wound on his hand.

I killed my red eyes last night, and I didn't know what the pain was, but now that I have eased up, I feel unbearable pain all over my body.

When Fu Qing woke up, he jumped on his shoulder and squeaked twice at Uncle Mo Lun, as if asking about Uncle Mo Lun's injury.

"You monkey, I've been awake for a while, and I don't see you to care about it, Mo Qing, this kid comes together, you know how to come and say hello to me, see how I clean you up." Uncle Merlun expressed his dissatisfaction with Fu Jiang.

Mo Qing turned around and pushed the dead wolf blocked in the crack with all his might, and the small hole became brighter, making people feel much more comfortable looking at it.

He cleaned up the contents of the cave, got some dry wood from outside, and lit a fire at the entrance of the cave.

He didn't use fireball, but lay on the ground and lit it with flint for a long time.

He slept without cultivating last night, and there was only a little bit of true qi automatically recovered in the dantian, which was not enough for him to cast this spell at all.

"How did you get here? I didn't even know I was going to get here. ”

Uncle Mo Lun looked at Mo Qing who was busy and asked his own questions.

Mo Qing was outside wiping the congealed blood on his hands and face with a large cloud of snow, and the melted snow mixed with blood and slid to the ground with a crackling sound.

While wiping his hands, he took the time to point his fingers to the blessed general on his shoulder, who was also rubbing his paws with snow balls.

"That's it, sniffing through my nose all the way. ”

"I didn't expect this monkey cub to have a dog nose," Uncle Mo Lun smiled even more happily as he looked at Fu Jiang.

Fu Jiang bared his teeth at Uncle Merron, and was extremely dissatisfied with Uncle Merron's comparison with dogs.