"Report to the king, report to the king."
Daolian Thirty-one Heaven, Xiong Mountain.
Stone Monkey Maomao was wet all over and reported the latest news to the Red Blood Wolf King sitting on the throne:
"A large number of human monks are rushing towards this lotus petal, and they seem to be chasing someone."
The red-blooded wolf king's hair is almost snow-white, and the red on his forehead adds a bit of majesty.
It was still a little distracted, listening to the report.
The bodies were crowded on the throne like a hill.
The old mountain king Black Bear on the side glanced at the Wolf King, turned his head and motioned to Maomao and continued:
"Speak slowly and report clearly."
The Thirty-first Level Dao Lotus, a group of humans broke into last night, and they seemed to be searching for something in the mountains.
Another group of humans are coming today, but they seem to be chasing one person.
Daolian's secret realm has been in turmoil recently, and they must understand it clearly so that they can better cope with it and protect themselves in the torrent.
In the past years, this is how it came to be the Lord of Bear Mountain, and the thrones of the mountain kings of the other eleven mountain ranges have been replaced by countless monsters.
Although the throne of the King of Xiongshan Mountain now belongs to the Red-Blooded Wolf King, it still has not withdrawn from the stage, but assists the Wolf King in taking charge of Xiongshan affairs.
The Wolf King has been in bad shape recently, so it is natural that it will step up and take charge of the direction of Xiongshan again.
Stone Monkey Maomao wiped his wet hair while describing the information he had detected in more detail:
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Among the group of humans who were chasing after them, there were many casual cultivators from the human race, as well as some geniuses from large sects. The leader seemed to come from the Li family in the distant Middle-earth Divine Realm.
The person being hunted was called Zhao Wuyan, and it was said that he was from the Shanren clan who had returned from Lingxizhou. However, this human Zhao Wuyan seemed to have something to do with the Qingqiu Fox Clan in Lingxizhou, and the relationship was not small. He could actually transform into a half-human and half-fox. body.
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Before Maomao finished telling the story, Nuo Da's cave suddenly shook.
A huge shadow enveloped Maomao.
Maomao trembled and stared at the Wolf King who suddenly stood up, thinking that he had said something wrong somewhere.
The Wolf King stood up from the throne, hunched over, and pressed the back of his neck against the top of the cave. He walked slowly step by step, making the cave shake with every step he took.
The extremely strong body almost filled Maomao's sight.
The Wolf King's gray-black eyes were a bit bigger than when he was absent-minded before. He was clearly not glaring, but he was as powerful as the sea.
The wolf's mouth opens and closes, and its fangs are exposed, like the sharpest blade in the world:
"Zhao Wuyang?"
The stone monkey Maomao shivered. At this moment, it felt that the cold rain outside the cave was not as cold as the Wolf King's tone.
It nodded dullly:
"Yes, Your Majesty, Zhao Wuyi, Zhao Xiaozhao, no Wu, please come and be safe."
As soon as it finished speaking, it felt the wolf king's increasingly hot and trembling breath.
"Can it transform into the fox body of the Qingqiu Fox Clan?" Maomao heard the Wolf King ask again.
It nodded quickly and corrected:
"Your Majesty, he is half human and half fox, with only seven fox tails, but he has the same aura as the Qingqiu Fox Clan in Lingxi Continent."
The breath of the red-blooded wolf king became more and more powerful and ferocious, and the extremely strong wolf body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Zhao Wuyan is related to the Qingqiu Fox Clan.
It thought of an old friend in its mind, and heard a gentle voice that was unforgettable to its memory.
"Xiong Chumo! You will be in charge of Xiong Mountain for the time being!" The Wolf King was filled with murderous intent and without looking back, he walked step by step outside the cave into the pouring rain.
The black bear suddenly stood up, its worn cassock trembling. It has been a year, and it has never seen the Wolf King's mood fluctuate so much. It has never seen the Wolf King have such a powerful killing intention.
But it didn't know who the murderous intention was aimed at, whether it was the Zhao Wuhuang mentioned in Maomao's mouth, or those who were chasing Zhao Wuhuang.
The Scarlet-Blooded Wolf King walked out of the cave, and the sky was filled with gray.
The big raindrops instantly wet its hair, and the red hair on its forehead was as red as blood.
No one knows why it is called the Red Blood Wolf King because of its almost snow-white hair.
Maybe it will never forget that summer, the red figure lying on the riverside, with bright red blood flowing from its mouth and nose, screaming words of reluctance.
Maybe it couldn't forget that parting figure. It hit the barrier desperately, and the blood from the bruise on its forehead splashed into its eyes. The world was blood-red, and it never saw him again.
