"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...
"ha!"
"Ping bell ringing..."
The wild wolf jumped out of the woods and came to a relatively open area.
He hurriedly circulated the power of life to quickly heal the wounds on his body.
The disconnection just now was simply a torment.
Thick flying knives flew from all directions, from the front, back, left, and right, scraping away every layer of skin!
If he hadn't had the power of life, he would have been forked into a "sword tomb" inside!
But this life force did not originally belong to him, but came from his comrades and belonged to something outside of him.
Therefore, although this power of life is powerful, there is not much left along the way.
After the wild wolf used the remaining life force to heal his wounds, he was about to find a place to rest when he heard the roar of some wild beast.
not good! The wild wolf was shocked. It smells of blood! The smell of blood attracted them here!
The wild wolf listened to the sound and identified its location, and determined that there were two beasts of the same type, both coming towards him.
After rolling his eyes a few times, Wild Wolf thought of a crooked move: weren't the Momen disciples lurking on him just now? Then he should give them a big gift.
Just as he was told, the wild wolf turned and ran into the woods, only to be stopped by someone.
Two old men, holding long sticks, looked at him.
"Uncle Qi, Uncle Ninth, be careful, this man's hands are very strong!" A black figure came out from the other side, it was the inkman who had fought the wild wolf twice at the beginning.
The wild wolf looked at the person. At this time, the person did not cover his face with anything. Through the moonlight, he recognized this person.
"Mo Qianji! It's you!"
"Didn't you expect that my handsome appearance has been known to everyone in the Northern Territory?" Mo Jijiu, no, it would be more appropriate to call him Lord Mo at this time. He looked at the wild wolf with a smile, "What an honor for Mo! "
"To be hunted down by Momen with so much force and so much force, and even the head of the academy who was employed in the academy to avoid drinking, came back to personally preside over the operation, in comparison, I am really grateful for your favor." Wild Wolf looked at these three people coldly. , secretly mobilizing the vast fighting spirit, ready to enter the battle state at any time.
Uncle Seven and Uncle Nine noticed his little move, grabbed long sticks and had a head-on confrontation with him. The wild wolf directly caught the double sticks with both hands, and his body sank down. The ground he was on sank, and then his vast fighting spirit erupted, knocking the two bad old men away.
At this time, Lord Mo suddenly ducked behind the wild wolf and knocked down with a sap. The wild wolf had just pushed Jiu and Qi away, and had no time to take into account the situation behind it. He could only take a stick and then fell to the ground.
Just when the wild wolf was about to suddenly burst into violence and catch Lord Mo by surprise, a stick was pressed against his neck, causing him to calm down instantly.
Although he was crazy, he did not forget that his comrades were cut to pieces by this thing that turned sticks into pillars and knives out of pillars.
If this thing suddenly came out with a knife and stabbed him in the neck, wouldn't all the things he had done before be in vain?
Better to die than live. Just when the wild wolf was about to beg for mercy, Lord Mo, who had a foot on his back, said, "Okay, you've had enough fun, you can leave."
Lord Mo, walked away to the side and watched the wild wolf get up on its own.
Whether fighting or escaping, once the state is interrupted, it will be difficult to pick up the energy again.
The wild wolf slowly stood up and looked at the Mo Castle Master not far away, then at Mo Jiu and Mo Qi who climbed back into the tree, and then at the Momen who were hiding in the forest and watching him. disciple.
These people are all in front of him. In other words, as long as the wild wolf turns around and runs away at this moment, he will not collide with the Momen people.
Seeing the wild wolf's slow and hesitant movements, Lord Mo seemed a little impatient: "Uncle Seventh, Uncle Ninth, please give this guest a ride."
