C35

"Bam!"

Ink Yan escaped into the White Wolf King's carriage, closed the door, and panted like a cow!

Although she had the skills and knowledge of an agent, she was only thirteen years old. Her revenge had nearly drained all of her energy, not to mention the fact that she would be able to escape.

Heavens!

Why was this body so useless? If he couldn't personally give Moore an unforgettable lesson, how could he face the decades of elite education in China?

An unfriendly beast's voice suddenly jumped out from within the black carriage!

"Aowu ~ ~"

Hua Di stayed in the depths of the carriage, half his face showing warningly. Her green, reflective eyes looked at Ink Yan warily.

Ink Yan had no choice but to stick to the wall of the car and reach behind her waist.

All wild beasts have a territorial consciousness. Furthermore, Mo Yan was here to capture the White Wolf King!

In this situation, a fierce battle was unavoidable.

However, at this moment, a rain-like impact suddenly appeared outside the car door!

Aoo!

"Ao! Ao! Ao!"

One after another, the various wolves began to frantically smash against the door, letting out short, nervous howls. Twenty meters away from the wolves, twenty large slaves were approaching the wolves.

But this did not mean that the slaves voluntarily killed the wolves. Behind the slaves was a tall wall of fire. Hundreds of soldiers stood outside the wall of fire with weapons in their hands, constantly shouting towards the inside. The sound was so clear that even from a distance, Mo Yan could still hear it clearly.

"Everyone, go in! Hurry and go in to kill the wolves! "

"Uncle Huang already said it! You lowly commoners, you did not serve the Sirians well, you should have been sentenced to death! But now, as long as you kill all the wolves in there, you will be granted a pardon! "

Ink Yan's first reaction was: Is Murong Hao crazy?

It was one thing for a noble crown prince to go back on his word and kill him, but why did he have to implicate even innocent citizens?

Outside, the slaves wailed in agony, cursing Ink Mist.

"It's all because of that Ink Yan!"

"From beginning to end, it was her family that dragged us down, so why did they want us to die in the end?"

"That's right! Bitch Ink Yan, why don't you hurry up and die! Why did you want to harm us? "

Ink Yan could not speak. She could not explain such a complicated process in such a short period of time. Furthermore, the White Wolf King did not give her time!

Aooo ~!

Just as she was listening to what was happening outside, the White Wolf King lowered its body and pounced towards her! Its huge body suddenly leaped into the air, causing the air to rustle.

In the dark, Ink Yan couldn't see the white wolf, so she could only rely on her special agent instinct to stick close to the door!

More!

The wolf's mouth stopped less than 10 mm away from Ink Yan, and the hot, stinky breath coming out of its nose could clearly be seen. Ink Yan stuck close to the door, one hand on her back, five fingers touching.

Crap! Dagger is not here!

Ink Yan was shocked! Only now did he recall that he had pretended to be afraid of losing his weapon and throwing away his dagger in order to numb Molda.

It was just that he did not expect that his foolproof plan would go awry in the blink of an eye. She was surrounded by Molda and witnessed the death of Mo Huang with her own eyes. She had long forgotten about the location of the dagger due to her hatred towards Mo Huang.

How was the current her supposed to subdue the White Wolf King?

The White Wolf King roared fiercely at Ink Yan, "Awoo, awoo awoo awoo ~ ~ ~!" The powerful front paws scraped against the floor, making a dizzying noise.

However, not even three seconds had passed since Ink Yan stuck close to the door and discovered that something was off!

The White Wolf King seemed fierce, and its strength even far surpassed his own. However, it could not attack him!

Why is that?

Using the gap in the door that was not tightly closed, Ink Yan looked over and found that the White Wolf King that was not far from her was in a strange position.

Its front paws were clamped to the ground, and its hind legs kicked up the bottom of the carriage. The white fur on his face gave off an extremely constipating feeling.

However, all of Ink Yan's attention was focused on the White Wolf's "awkward" howls and movements, but following its unnatural posture, she could vaguely feel a few semi-transparent chains!

They started from the White Wolf King's chin and split into four parts. Two of them caught onto the front claws, while the other intersected and bound the stomach.

It roared and scratched, but it could not break free of the chains. The White Wolf King's breath became more and more urgent. Finally, it laid down on the ground in front of Ink Yan, using its green eyes to look at her and started crying like a child.