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Chapter 115: [Grey Wolf, go ahead and explore the way! 】(1/2)

Seeing Song Wuxin looking at her, somehow, she felt a little guilty and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Song Wuxin frowned slightly, "It's nothing, I just feel that after last night, you seemed to have become weird, not much like what I remember."

"Do you like this change?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a cold look at her.

The look with a little murderous intent not only did not make her feel scared, but instead felt a little twitching in her heart.

After all, I can't find the original look in my eyes, the unique and special look she has.

Suddenly, Song Wuxin's face changed.

She saw it and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong?"

"The people from the Spirit Hall are chasing you! One of them is the titled Douluo!"

Five hundred meters away from Song Wuxin's spiritual consciousness, those people were constantly approaching here.

He squatted down, pulled Bibi Dong upright, resisted on his shoulder, chose a direction, and left here.

"Song Wuxin, let me down!

Let me down, hear no!

I want to carry it, don't carry it!

Can't you be nice to me?"

Bang!

He slapped his butt, "I have already thought of a way to save you. Now the most urgent thing is to get rid of the pursuers and find a place to stay. You'd better be quiet!"

"Does it have anything to do with getting rid of the pursuers and not taking me?"

Song Wuxin ignored her, but ordered the demon wolf in the air: "Gray Wolf, go ahead and explore the way!"

The Demon Wolf was stunned for a moment, looked back at him, as if asking, "Master, are you calling me?"

"Stop looking, you are talking about."

The Demon Wolf's lips moved twice, as if he wanted to refute something, but in the end he didn't say anything, turned around and flew away, and went to explore the way forward.

"Top Grey Wolf? What kind of breed is that?" Bibidong asked curiously.

"Ancient herbivorous beast!"

"Oh, Song Wuxin, let me down, I want to carry it!"

Bang!

The response to her was a slap.

After Song Wuxin carried Bibi Dong for a while, the ten powerful men from the Wuhun Hall rushed to the place where they had just rested.

Among them, the person in the leader was slightly fat, with a fat head and big ears, which was the second most refreshing. The reason why he could remember him at a glance was that piece of clothing.

The button on his clothes was wrong!

For some reason, no one has ever reminded him that his button was wrong, and he was fat.

The whole person's outfit looks a bit out of character.

He is the leader of this trip, Zhu Dachang, and the 90th-level titled Douluo.

Just advanced recently.

"Elder, judging from this situation, they should have just left."

Bang!

The fat man slapped the man with a backhand and rolled the man.

"I can see it, you have to say this!"

After shaking the pipe in his hand twice, he walked to the place where Bibidong was lying, and touched the bent blue silver grass on the ground.

A trace of soul power surged out along the arms.

He closed his eyes and was sensing something carefully.

In my mind, a series of animation images of Song Wuxin and Bibidong just now appeared.

Although there was no sound, I could see clearly that it was the two of them.

And look at the saint's expression and movement...

I'm afraid I've betrayed the Spirit Hall!

This is amazing!

Because before he set out, Qian Daoliu had repeatedly instructed him that even if he could not kill the blood demon, he would definitely save the saint.

Obviously, in Qian Daoliu's opinion, he can kill the Blood Demon even with him?

The image also exposed the direction of Song Wuxin and Bibidong leaving.

"Elder, do we want to inform the Crown and request reinforcements?"

A subordinate asked tentatively.

Bang!

Another slap with his backhand.

"When I think about problems, I don't like others to interrupt, do you know?"

"I know, I know..."

Zhu Dachang thought seriously, "Looking at the appearance of the Blood Demon, he should be seriously injured and cannot be cured for the time being. The Saint is also a waste, and he doesn't even have the strength to walk. If so..."

A hint of greed flashed across his eyes.

In the face of temptation, many people often ignore the dangers that accompany them.

Zhu Dachang waved his hand and asked all the people to retreat, and then lay down where Bibidong had just lying with enjoyment on his face.

He leaned against the big tree, put tobacco in his pipe, lit the fire, took a breath, and spit out the smoke.

The smoke turned into Bibidong's appearance!

He looked at the smoke...there was a dizzy look in his eyes.

"You are mine!"

"After waiting for so many years, I finally found a chance."

"Don't worry, it won't take long to be mine... Little baby, wait for me!"

I reached out and grabbed it, and the smoke suddenly dissipated, with a look of regret.

But thinking about it, I can do it right away...

So, the whole person seemed to be dozens of years younger, with a red face.

"Come together, chase!"

The fat man gave the order and ten people continued to chase after him.

Out of selfishness, the fat man did not tell his men what he saw.

He did not ask for support when he went back to report the letter.

"Chase!"

Several people chased Song Wuxin in the direction where he left.

Just after a few people left...

In the void, a blood-red eye suddenly appeared, quietly looking at the backs of the people who left.

A bloody light flashed in his pupils.

He blinked his eyes and then disappeared into the void, as if he had never appeared.

.

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In the evening, Song Wuxin brought Bibidong to Wowo Village.

That cabin.

"Dong'er, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as Song Wuxin stepped into the yard, Carris saw him carrying it on his back. At this moment, Bibidong, who seemed like a plum blossom that was about to wither, threw away the vegetable basin in his hand and trotted over.

"Come on, come on, put her on the bed quickly, slower, lighter."

Carris led him into the room and slowly placed Bibidong on the bed.

While rushing behind, he finally carried her on his back instead of carrying her.

I was too weak, so I mumbled for a while, and then fell asleep until now.
To be continued...
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