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With the wolf king's mournful cry, one after another rushed towards Uncle Merun.

Even if they are all cut down and dying, they have to drag their broken bodies and open their bloody mouths to move towards the people in front of them little by little.

Uncle Merron is also crazy.

With his mouth open and roaring silently, his face hideous, and he held a hunting knife in both hands and waved wildly in front of him, welcoming one wolf after another who pounced on him.

Around the cracks, blood was surging to the sky.

The blood soaked through the stone ground, and the blood that had no time to seep down was like a snake that twisted and turned, swimming far along the cracks.

A good tiger doesn't fight a pack of wolves, let alone Uncle Molun, who is far less deterrent than a tiger.

Although they can barely resist for a while by relying on the favorable terrain, they can't resist the tide and attack like crazy.

Uncle Merron's legs were shaking violently, and a knife felt like it weighed a thousand pounds in his hand, and every time he swung it, it seemed to use all his strength.

I don't know how many times he wanted to put the knife down, just don't move, let the wolf pounce, and don't have to suffer this invisible sin.

But when the wolf pounced, he involuntarily slashed the knife again.

One Knife,

One Knife,

Another knife,

Just like that, numbly split,

He doesn't remember exactly how many knives he swung,

How many wolves were wounded and killed under his men, he also did not know.

He didn't know what his body was like, he didn't know how many scars he had scratched when he was bitten by a wolf, and he didn't have the time to pay attention to it.

Uncle Merlun was just swinging his knife mechanically, and when he felt that he couldn't swing it anymore, he slashed out at the wolf that pounced on him.

He didn't know how long he could last, he didn't have the mood or too much thought to think about it, he just struggled unyieldingly in the sea of misery that could not see the slightest light.

Maybe the next moment will be overturned by the ferocious waves of the boat of life dancing with the waves, buried forever in the darkness, and tragically end the life of a tough guy.

Mo Qing was so anxious that he would run through the jungle with his blessings.

When the marks on the ground disappeared, he stood on the ground and rested for a while.

Fu Jiang quickly shook his nose a few times, and then squeaked twice, and Mo Qing quickly swept in the direction of Fu Jiang's little paws.

I didn't care about the clothes that were scratched by the dense branches, and the blood that was cut out by the hard thorns on my body.

He was exhausted from running for a long time, and he just wanted to go quickly, and he didn't deliberately avoid the branches, so even if there were monkeys burrowing into the forest, it would inevitably become like this.

Mo Qing stopped, panting and looking at the white animal skeleton on the ground, his powerful divine sense made him sense that the owner of this skeleton had died less than three hours.

Mo Qing's heart trembled violently, not frightened by the gnawed bones that did not have a trace of flesh left, but because he found a few scattered feather arrows not far away.

The feather arrow was a little thicker than the common ordinary one, and Mo Qing immediately recognized that this was something unique to Uncle Mo Lun.

Because they usually hang on the front wall of their room, he often takes them out to watch and play with when he is fine.

Looking at the trampled snow around him, and then at the hairy feces scattered on the ground, Mo Qing ran forward like crazy.

He was now pretty sure that Uncle Merlun must be in trouble.

It can be seen from the traces on the ground just now that Uncle Mo Lun is definitely in a lot of trouble, and one carelessness is a disaster.

Those traces, there are no dozens of things that can't be made on such a large scale.

Mo Qing prayed in his heart, praying that Uncle Mo Lun would not have an accident.

He couldn't help but be nervous, Mo Qing really didn't dare to imagine what Uncle Mo Lun would look like after he was killed. At that time, not only would she go crazy, but Aunt Li was definitely broken-hearted.

I just found the support, when I met the family affection in the world, I said that I can't let it be destroyed, nothing can be done!

The miserable howl of the wolf came from afar, and it seemed particularly penetrating under the silent night sky

After Mo Qing heard the wolf howl from a distance, he chuckled in his heart, and the direction in which the wolf howl came was consistent with the direction to which the traces on the ground led.

Reaching out to support the lucky general on his shoulder, Mo Qing ignored his weak legs, suddenly accelerated, ran with all his strength, turned his right hand up, and an axe appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Mo Qing's heart rose to his throat, and his heart was entangled, "I am more timid about my hometown, and I dare not ask anyone" is not enough to describe his mood at this time.

On the one hand, he wanted to hurry over to confirm Uncle Merron's safety and save him from danger.

But he was afraid that what he would see after passing was a broken body, or residual hands and feet, which was absolutely cruel to him.

Before I found Uncle Merron, I was anxious to find his whereabouts, but now Uncle Merlun may not be far away, but Mo Qing was extremely scared, and I didn't dare to go over, for fear of seeing the picture I didn't want to see.

Although there was infinite entanglement in his heart, the speed under his feet did not let go in the slightest.

Sometimes you can't blindly dodge, the reality you should face can't escape after all, instead of panicking all day long, it is better to face it bravely as soon as possible and find a way to solve it.

Time is the most precious thing at this time, and every minute and every second is so precious.

Because it's not just an ordinary moment, it's the life of a loved one.

If Uncle Merlun had an irreparable accident because of his momentary hesitation, he would never be able to forgive himself.

Mo Qing's speed was raised to the extreme, and the distance of more than two miles was reached in a blink of an eye.

Although the light was not good at night, Mo Qing still clearly sensed that there was a dense black shadow in the small col in front of him, with a bloodthirsty aura, surrounded by groups in front of the bare stone wall in front of him.

The black shadow is a wolf, and there are many wolves, more than 300 of them!

A powerful wolf in the middle howled loudly at the stone wall, it should be a wolf.

As its cry sounded, the wolves seemed to hear the battle horn, became restless, and rushed forward eagerly to fulfill the king's command.

Mo Qing's divine consciousness was fully open, and because he was far away from the stone wall, he couldn't get the exact information there.

However, from the thick smell of blood emanating from there, and the reaction of the wolves, Mo Qing could know that a tragic scene must be happening there.

And nine times out of ten, the protagonist of the story is Uncle Merron.

The wolves faced the stone wall, their minds filled with bloodthirsty emotions, so they didn't know the panting figure that appeared in the darkness behind them.

Even if you know it, you won't care too much, a little doll just over one meter is not enough for them to chew on it.

didn't have time to think about it, his feet suddenly touched the ground, and Mo Qing's whole body had already floated, just stepping on the head of a blue wolf who heard the movement and turned back at the edge.

Between the opening and closing of the wolf's mouth, Mo Qing had stepped over its head, leaving only the sound of teeth colliding.

In the long alarm of the wolf that had been stepped on behind, Mo Qing, who was walking on the shaking wolf's head, was found quickly shuttling above the wolves.

There was a commotion in the wolf pack, and many wolves who couldn't crowd in front of the stone wall finally had something to do, staring at Mo Qing with green eyes, staring at Mo Qing and running upward, wanting to pull this boy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead and tear him alive.

The most suitable for monkey drilling in the forest is to move in a small area.

The tip of Mo Qing's right foot was on the head of the wolf that was scurrying up under impossible circumstances, and the originally descending body was pulled up a few inches, and the toe narrowly swept over the mouth of another open wolf in front of it, taking away a layer of oily skin on its black nose.

After a while, Mo Qing was close to sensing the situation in the stone wall.

If it weren't for that familiar aura, he couldn't believe that the person inside who was covered in blood, his breath was chaotic, and he was constantly wielding a scimitar was Uncle Merron.

Fortunately, it's not the worst situation imaginable, as long as the person is still there, Mo Qing's heart has settled down a lot.

However, Uncle Merron's situation is not optimistic, the whole person is standing there and shaky, and the hunting knife that has been broken is not much strength to cut out.

A wolf that had been stabbed no less than a dozen times, and his whole body was stained red with blood, still stubbornly moved towards Uncle Molun little by little.

Mo Qing was very grateful to this small stone crevice, and also to the dead wolves who were blocked in front of the stone crevice, and even more grateful to the wolf who was dying and still desperately crawling towards Uncle Mo Lun.

If it weren't for it blocking the last space that could be attacked, Mo Qing didn't think that Uncle Mo Lun would still have the ability to block the fierce wolves behind him who were eager to go inside, but couldn't get in.

The wolf king barked again, and Mo Qing could hear his anger and sadness in his voice.

The wolves exploded, except for the wolves who were surrounding in front of the stone wall and wanted to attack and bite Uncle Merlun to death, the other wolves scattered all at once.

The wolf king's wisdom is very high, and in a moment, he actually found a way to crack the Moqing monkey drilling into the forest.