Chapter 865: Master, you hug me

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The wolf six saw the same family being slaughtered by him mercilessly, and the wolf had a mouth, and the fangs reflected a cold light in the night.
"You are a daring catcher of the demon, actually dare to just step on my wolf territory, but also slaughter my wolf brother and wolf brother, today I will crush you corpse!!"
Meng Ziyi spoke again, and the voice was colder than before. "Where is she?"
The wolf six anger laughed a lot. "It’s just in the cave house behind me. Unfortunately, I have already been picked up by me. I’m dead! Her taste is wonderful. I wanted to make more than a few times. I’m too ecstasy. If you don't pay attention, you will die."
Meng Ziyi’s suffocating suffocation suddenly doubled.
The wolf six screamed and screamed, and a wolf screamed through the night sky, and all the monsters were released.
After this body was screaming, the wolves were squatting around, and the more they gathered, the hundreds more.
When the group of wolves approached, Meng Ziyi did not have any movements, only the thin lips squirmed, one word and one word went out, "all, go, die."
Slaughter, brutal slaughter.
The wolf's blood splatters everywhere, and the wolves' broken limbs are everywhere.
In this wolf, if there is a clever one, you should go to the cave house of the wolf six to return the woman who came to the madman, but the wolf is good at killing, seeing the companion being angered, and has forgotten the man. It’s coming to someone, only when he came to specialize in slaughtering this mountain wolf.
Until the end, this small mountain bully six was cut off by the scorpion sword, while the meteor smashed the sword and pierced his chest. The wolf was dead.
Meng Ziyi took the knife and walked toward the cave house step by step. The blood on the demon knife dripped all the way.
The remaining wolves were scared, and they dared not stop the human path, only carefully squatting on the periphery of the territory.
No one knows that killing a wolf is like cutting a melon. The heart beats very fast.
Meng Ziyi has never been so scared. He is afraid that he is waiting for him to paint the body of the spirit.
As soon as he entered the Dongfu, he heard the sound of breathing inside and smelled the familiar ink.
...not dead, the little painting spirit did not die.
"Master!" Nanxun saw him and shouted excitedly.
Meng Ziyi's heart jumped slowly and slowly returned to normal. He rushed over in a few big steps, and he took people into his arms, and his arms became more and more tight.
When the wolf died, the previous demon law that tied Nanxun dissipated, and she was able to move, and quickly hugged the man’s neck. The whole person shrank in his arms, obviously afraid, but cheerfully said to him: "I know that the master must Will come to save me, so I am not afraid at all."
"...fool." Meng Ziyi took a breath in her neck and then hugged her up. It seemed that she was not comfortable, but changed her posture and held it with one arm. Her hips, Nanxun is almost sitting on his arms.
Xiao Ba: "Shame and shame, adults hold this way."
Nancy: "Hey, I like it."
The man holds the woman in one hand and walks away with the knife in one hand.
Along the way, no wolves blocked.
The wolves mourn sadly and sadly. When Nanxun saw the smell of the corpse and the pungent nose, he squinted his eyebrows. When she saw Meng Ziyi’s blood and red knives, she expected There is no shortage of flesh and blood outside, but I didn’t expect so much.
However, the master is for her, so she does not feel that the master is cruel. Her grey wolf has killed so many innocent girls and killed them.
Leaving the wolf demon territory, Meng Ziyi returned to the place where the two were separated.
After taking the parcel that fell there, he didn't stay. He didn't like the place where they separated, so he wanted to find a habitat again.
Walking and walking, the night sky suddenly smashed a knife of lightning, almost illuminating most of the night.
It was followed by thunderous thunder.
"Master, it's going to rain, you open the picture, I will go back to the picture."
Meng Ziyi did not speak, and his body's suffocation has not yet dispersed, enough to allow anyone to retreat. But Nanxun has long been used to it, not afraid.
"Master?" Nan Hao screamed again and again.
"Don't go back, I'm looking for a cave to shelter from the rain. Hey, don't go back." His voice was a little hoarse, and the arm in his voice couldn't help but take it in his arms.
Nancy's hand on her right shoulder slowly moved up and fell gently on his cheek, like holding his face. "Master, I am really fine. Although some are scared, but the master went in time. The wolf demon did not have time to do anything."
When Meng Ziyi heard this, he was not comforted, but became more and more violent.
If he goes one step later, the consequences are not what he wants.
- Rumble, but also a thunder.
Nanxun didn't want to be drenched with rain. She looked away and looked for a long time to find a cave.
"Master, there is a cave over there, let's go in and avoid the rain. Master?"
Meng Ziyi took a deep breath and sighed.
After sending the Xiaoling spirit into the cave, he did not stay for too long, and went out with the knives.
This time, he did not dare to go too far, just at the entrance of the cave. When the rain fell down, he couldn’t avoid it. He let the drizzle rain on him, as if he had to wash away the gas. Let the rain wash away what he should not keep in his heart.
I don't know how long it took until the woman in the hole called him, and he returned to the hole. The whole person had already fallen into the soup.
"Master, change clothes quickly and be careful with the cold."
Meng Ziyi sat quietly and heard that he did not move.
Nanxun hesitated for a while and said: "The master is heavy and I don't like it."
Meng Ziyi was slightly discolored, taking out clean robes and trousers from the bag.
When he took off his robes and turned to the wet trousers, he couldn't reach him. Nanxun had turned his head and waved his arm, and a white gauze flew toward him.
The small painting is soft and whispered: "Use this to dry and change."
That light yarn is all her body fragrance, Meng Ziyi smashed a handful, and some worried.
He turned his back and quickly took off his trousers. When he used the gauze to wipe his body, the movement slowed down unconsciously.
"Master, are you?"
The soft voice of the woman made Meng Ziyi suddenly stiff, and quickly put on her robes and pants.
"...well," he said.
Nancy turned around and turned around, and it seemed to involve the wound. She snorted.
"Oh, what's wrong? But where was the injury before?"
He couldn't see his eyes blindly. The smell around him was so heavy that he didn't notice if she was hurt.
"The master assured that it was only a minor injury. When the wolf demon caught me, I broke the meat from my waist."
When Meng Ziyi heard this, his eyebrows suddenly became stern.

Does the master have a wound medicine? Not serious, but I have some pain.

Meng Ziyi walked up to her side and reached for her waist.
When I touched her quickly, I paused, but then I gently covered it up, and the upper and lower jaws of the fingertips finally touched the wound left by the claws.
"Master, can you hug me? You hug me, I won't hurt."
After saying this, before he promised, the little painting spirit had reached out and hugged him, and a slamming sound, a porcelain bottle fell from the woman's arms and fell to the ground.
The bottle was broken, and the fragrance spread out in an instant, so close to him that it filled his nose. The scent numbs his mind, paralyzing his long-term retreat, and letting the things that have been suppressed for a long time in his heart come out in an instant, like a flood, breaking the tide.