Chapter 114

Because of my participation, Warwick werewolf has been extremely difficult to deal with.

Qingfeng is more ruthless. Every time he makes a move, he wants to kill the werewolf.

Seeing this, I hesitated a little. It was because of my hesitation that the wolf could breathe.

Ouch...

while I hesitated for a moment, the werewolf roared. Suddenly, the black wolves, who were still waiting around, seemed to receive some orders and rushed towards us crazily.

"Glen!" The Buddha dust in Qingfeng's hand lifted a black wolf away and glared at me: "if you show mercy next time, don't want ginseng fruit."

Nima! Even dare to threaten me... Well, I admit I was threatened by you.

Yan also found my abnormal, slowly leaning over, pick eyebrow asked: "what's the matter with you?"

I shook my head and said with a heavy tone: "I don't know why, there is always a bad feeling in my heart. Maybe it's a mistake to ask for ginseng fruit from zhenyuanzi. "

Yan will be a black wolf pick fly, and the hands of a ray of light, suddenly that black wolf's body a meal, then fell to the ground.

After all this, he put his flaming sword across his chest and sighed: "I don't understand when I think of Warwick's words. Why did he say that the angels have fallen when he heard that I was looking for ginseng fruit

Hearing this, I looked back at the ginseng tree behind me.

At this time, endless black air is emerging from the underground. But the ginseng tree takes the black gas as nourishment and sucks it into the body desperately.

The black air was hidden on the surface, and began to spread up the tree until the ginseng fruit at the top.

After ginseng fruit absorbs the black Qi, it becomes more evil.

I don't know if it's my illusion. After absorbing black Qi, those baby shaped ginseng fruits add a trace of evil and strange Qi. Even vaguely, I can see one of the maturing ginseng fruits grinning at me.

It's just that there's no naivety, there's just endless weirdness.

I shook my head hard, and then looked at the ginseng fruit, and found that it was obediently hanging on the branch, and there was no strangeness at all.

Strange! Why did I have that illusion just now.

"Ge xiaolun, do you want ginseng fruit or not?" The roar of breeze came from my ear.

Turning around, I found that without Yan and I, werewolf Warwick could deal with Qingfeng easily.

At this time, Qingfeng's body has been added a few wounds, even the precious Taoist robe has also been dyed red, and the moon is the bitter support.

Seeing this, I sighed a little: "anyway, you'd better subdue the werewolf first!"

Yan nodded, slightly moved, and began to fight with the werewolf.

This time, because of the wolf pack, Warwick doesn't want to just be beaten passively. That wolf king is more fierce, looking for opportunities to sneak attack everywhere.

In desperation, we can only let the giant bear deal with it.

Maybe it's because the werewolf is so powerful that even if we four join hands, we can't win him for a long time.

At this time, Qingfeng glanced at the ginseng tree in the distance. He didn't know what he saw, and his face showed a color of determination: "we can't drag it down like this, we must take him down in a short time."

Hearing Qingfeng's words, I was shocked because I knew he was going to use a big move.

Sure enough, the wind will forget the hands of the Buddha dust in the sky, suddenly a gust of wind.

The funny thing is that the werewolf didn't stop the breeze. He just stood in the distance and watched him quietly.

As the dust of Buddha turned faster and faster, Qingfeng closed her eyes and heard a chanting sound in her mouth.

As the chanting sound grew faster and faster, the Buddha dust seemed to turn into a millstone and rolled towards the werewolf.

Boom!

Under the pressure of the Buddha dust, the werewolf has resisted.

However, the Buddha dust seemed to weigh more and more, bending the werewolf's knee and making him half kneel on the ground.

After all this, Qingfeng wiped the sweat on her forehead and said in a cold voice, "Ge xiaolun, what are you waiting for? Get rid of the werewolf."

Maybe it's because I'm afraid that I want to be so merciful just now. Qingfeng added: "I can't suppress him for long. I'll do it by myself."

Although I had too many doubts in my heart, I finally raised the storm sword in my hand and yelled: "storm sword will increase my weight to 20 tons!"

WOW!

The light of the sword soars to the sky and flies towards Warwick the werewolf with a touch of determination.

Bang!

The violent collision shocked the whole Canyon, and the black wolves seemed to have expected the end of the werewolf, with a whimper in their mouth.

It's just that their voices are soon muffled by loud noises.

The sound lasted for a long time, and finally slowly receded.When you look again, the werewolf is on the ground.

The werewolf is defeated!

This may be good news for us, but I don't know why I'm not happy at all.

But at this time, Qingfeng made an unexpected action.

He quickly ran to the werewolf, took out a small dagger from his arms and stabbed the werewolf.

"You dare!" Yan mouth suddenly drinks a, at the same time bully the body but up, for the werewolf blocked this blow. The dagger flew far away. Qingfeng even covered his wrist and said coldly, "don't you want ginseng fruit?"

"We want ginseng fruit, but you can't kill werewolf." Yan coldly spits out such a sentence, then turns to the werewolf and says: "go back with me to pick up the trial!"

The werewolf took a deep look and burst into laughter.

Although he laughed reluctantly, I could see a trace of irony in his face.

"Trial? Is it up to you? " The werewolf struggled for a while, but because he was seriously injured, he fell to the ground again. So the werewolf lay flat on the ground and said coldly, "what qualification do you have to judge me as a fallen angel?"

"When did I fall?" Some unconvinced Yan retorted: "my angel family believes in light, abides by justice, and never does anything against their will."

Hum!

A cold groan came out of the werewolf's nostrils: "do you know what this ginseng fruit is from?"

"If you say one more word, I will kill you." The breeze's face on the side changes, the vicious threat way.

But the werewolf didn't even look at him. There was a howl in his mouth.

Just when I was wondering what the point was, the wolves quickly climbed to the ginseng tree and clawed fiercely.

"Stop it all!" Qingfeng roared, just wanted to stop it, but I stopped it.

Regardless of the angry breeze, I stare at the wolves and want to find out.

Soon, a head came out of the soil.

That is a child about seven or eight years old, looks very beautiful, looks very cute, but pale, no trace of blood.

Then, more heads were dug out of the soil by wolves.

What these heads have in common is that the eldest is only ten years old and the youngest is only five or six years old.

Looking at the children's heads, I felt chilly.

There is a well-known saying in my ears: peach trees are planted under peach trees, and ginseng trees are buried under children.