His arms were scratched, his legs were torn, and blood was pouring out, and Ling Luo's consciousness was a little blurred.

She ...... today Is it going to die?

Suddenly, the wind wolf behind her struck hard, and her body was knocked into a large tree trunk and slid down.

Ling Luo's back felt a heart-rending pain, his throat was fishy and sweet, and blood vomited out.

Her consciousness became more and more blurred, and in her trance-like vision, Ling Luo saw the vicious head wolf walking towards her step by step, raising its paws.

Want...... Is it over?

Suddenly, a tiger roared from the mountains and forests, and the earth shook.

Immediately after, Ling Luo felt the chaos of the wolves, and the tiger howled and the wolf howled, accompanied by a miserable cry of pain.

The expected wolf claws did not fall, Ling Luo held on to the trunk of the tree, slowly straightened up, and calmed down, only to find that a black-eyed tiger with fangs three or four feet long was stained with blood, attacking wildly among the wolves.

In addition to the wolves, there was another person, wearing dark clothes, with a bright yellow jade belt tied around his waist, his face was like a 10,000-year-old glacier, without a trace of temperature.

He held a pitch-black bow and crossbow in his hand, firing pitch-black arrows. The wind is blowing, the sand is flying, and the clouds are covering the sky.

Chen Moxu?

How could he be in the Demon Cloud Forest?!

One arrow is a wind wolf, and one arrow is deadly. Ling Luo was secretly frightened, amazed by Chen Moxu's strength, and even more amazed at Xuanyuan Yu's courage in receiving the pitch-black arrow with his bare hands that day.

After a cup of tea, the black-eyed tiger, which was four feet long and two feet tall, completely tore the throat of the head wolf and smashed its skull.

The leader was killed, and the remaining twenty or so wind wolves immediately screamed and scattered in all directions, fleeing one after another.

Chen Moxu put away the pitch-black arrow, his steps were calm, he paced in front of Ling Luo, bent down, stretched out a hand, and picked up her blood-stained chin, there was no trace of temperature in his voice: "It's like a rag doll, so miserable." ”

Ling Luo sneered, slapped the hand away, and struggled to get up on his own.

Chen Moxu's eyes narrowed slightly, stretched out his big hand, and pressed it on Ling Luo's shoulder, exerting a slight force.

Ling Luo had an injury on her shoulder, she was so painful that cold sweat came out, her legs went weak, and she fell to the ground again.

She looked up a little angrily and took it into a pair of playful eyes that looked like black holes.

Did he do it on purpose?

Ling Luo is angry, this hateful man!

Touching her stubborn and angry eyes, Chen Moxu was in a good mood, stretched out a finger, and pressed Ling Luo's forehead again, and this time, she was directly pressed down by the seriously injured.

"Bastard! Chen Moxu, you pervert! Ling Luo raised his blood-stained gray face, his eyes full of anger.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips hooked a slightly invisible arc, and said, "Little dirty cat, how did you appear in the Demon Cloud Forest?" ”

Ling Luo bared his teeth like a little beast and said, "This sentence should be asked by me, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so interested, run to the Demon Cloud Forest to toss me!"

Chen Moxu disagreed, and said indifferently: "It's the palace that saved you, didn't your mother educate you to repay your kindness?" ”

If I really wanted to save her, I wouldn't have tossed her so much.

"Help me?" Ling Luo scoffed, "My mother only told me, don't let people bully, tooth for tooth and hand for hand." ”