When Qu Ye and Brother Yang rushed back, they saw the appearance of scaly wounds all over their bodies, the two of the worst, one of them was bitten off his left hand and injured his right leg, and the other was lying on the ground dying, covered in blood and did not know whether they were dead or alive, and most of the others were scratched by sharp claws, some were lightly injured, and some were serious.

Seeing that a good team was injured like this before entering the inner perimeter of the forest, the two looked at each other with a heavy heart. That Qu Ye stepped forward and shouted: "The smell of blood here is extremely strong, leave first and then deal with the wound!" Walk! ”

Listening to the words of the Qu Ye, watching them support each other and prepare to leave, Tang Ning's eyes moved slightly, looking at a certain place in the night.

Want to go? I'm afraid I can't go.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the sound from far and near, and there were some sounds between the swift movements, which attracted the attention of the Jindan monks in the team.

"Alert!" Qu Ye shouted, and quickly turned around with the sword in his hand.

"It's a torch, it looks like someone is coming around!" The monk surnamed Yang snorted and watched the wolves just retreat, and the clusters of moving flames from far and near.

They had just fought fiercely with the wolves, and at this time, they saw that the enemy had surrounded them, and for a while, many monks were a little confused.

Qu Ye, the leader of the team, was a man, he let everyone in the team get closer to him and stood behind him, standing at the front with his sword, watching those mercenaries in mercenary uniforms with torches in their hands come forward.

"I don't know which way you are on the lower bend?" He asked with his fists clenched, looking at these mercenaries with torches, guessing which way they were?

"Qu Zhan? I haven't heard of it, but I'm sure you've heard of us. ”

A voice with a sneering smile came out, and I saw the mercenary with a torch in front of him retreat to both sides, making way for a way, and behind, a middle-aged man in a black mercenary uniform stepped forward.

A neat black mercenary uniform didn't look special, but on his arm there was a pattern of a wolf's head dripping with blood dripping with its mouth open.

Seeing this pattern, Qu Zhan's pupils shrank suddenly, his face changed, and he looked at the other mercenaries fiercely, and saw that the pattern that they couldn't see when they were slightly sideways before was revealed after standing upright at this moment, all of them were exactly the same wolf head crying blood map.

"Bloodthirsty Wolves!"

"What? Bloodthirsty wolves? How so? How did we come across them? ”

"This mercenary group is ruthless, the strong recruit and the weak kill, how can we survive if we fall into their hands?"

In the team, some people who had heard of this mercenary team had panicked, and some even moved backwards, retreated, and ran out of the forest with a sharp turn.

"Instead of waiting to be killed, I'll be a Bo for a living!"

The monk who was rushing away shouted loudly, and the figure turned and swept into the night, but in the next moment, a sharp arrow shot out, hitting the rushing monk accurately.

"Ahh

Hearing an unwilling scream, followed by the sound of falling to the ground, the monk struggled a few times, and finally swallowed his breath.

Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone in the scattered cultivation team changed, but no one dared to flee or move.

Qu Zhan exhaled heavily, shook the sword in his hand, looked at the mercenary led by the front, and clenched his fists and pleaded: "We are all loose cultivators, and we can give us money and money, and I hope that you will spare our lives." ”

(End of chapter)