cold wings

In a bush in the enchantment, a figure rushed out of the dense forest like a shooting star. Behind him, a large group of monsters swarmed out, chasing after him.

The figure fell to the ground, staggered, rolled over on the ground, stood up abruptly, lost his footing, and fell to the ground.His face was already flushed red, he was panting heavily, and suddenly coughed, spewing a mouthful of blood onto the ground in front of him.

He held his breath from beginning to end in this action, and never let up.The shock to the internal organs is really unstoppable.It was only at this moment that he took his first breath, but his whole body was also softened, and he seemed to have no strength.

But his first thing is to get out, get out of this damn place!

He knelt and sat on the ground, with the blade crossed, out of breath, and extremely embarrassed, but his eyes were as calm and cold as ice and snow.

His situation seemed very dangerous. The same person had to face so many monsters, and he had been fighting with them for many days. He was gradually recovering by relying on his own blood, which could shorten the recovery time.

But at this moment, he was already covered in scars, and he had no original ability to face these chasing monsters.

The other two monsters have already pounced into the depths of the jungle, and they will be able to find Ling Ming's location in the next moment.

But at this moment, the situation suddenly reversed!All the monsters in the fierce battle stared blankly at the boy who rushed out suddenly, and remained silent for a while.

This young man was very embarrassed, his clothes were all shattered, and he looked like he couldn't breathe.The corners of his mouth were stained with blood, more like dying.

"Leave quickly!"

If only such a person came out to shout, I am afraid that the paws of all the monsters would greet him in the next moment.But the cub in his hand let Warcraft know that this guy was definitely not joking with them.

Although his breath was intense, the blade of the sword in his hand remained motionless.His eyes were full of murderous intent.

One of the monsters couldn't help roaring with extreme anger!The monsters looked at the cute cub and began to retreat one after another.There is no other reason, but this is the child of the Warcraft leader, and they have to pay attention to it.

Mo Ne was panting violently, and smiled happily when he saw the monster retreating: "I saved it for my brother, haha!"

"Mo Ling, you..." Ling Ming poked out from the forest, and there was a brilliance in his black eyes that Mo Ling couldn't understand.The monster looked at Ling Ming, and couldn't help but become agitated again, but he could just lay the cub's body sideways, so that even the monster could see that the cub was still in his hands.

The monsters retreated helplessly again, but their eyes kept wandering between Ling Ming and the human cubs, and some of the monsters' eyes even flickered.

Ling Ming came out holding the sword, squinted at the monster that was about to move, and said angrily: "What are you thinking, do I want you to save it?"

As he said that, the long sword in his hand circled, and the tip of the sword pointed slowly but firmly at the monster.Ling Ming's breathing finally calmed down, but his physical strength was still a little weak, and he said staggeringly: "I understand your desire for revenge, but as I said, I didn't kill your leader's wife, if you want to attack me again , then... don't blame me for being rude!"

When he said the words "I didn't kill it", he deliberately emphasized his tone, slowed down his tone, and was full of sarcasm.He is still so powerless now, he is helpless in the face of many monsters, and with Mo Ling by his side, he can't just care about himself, at least he must keep Mo Ling.Since he has already been sorry to Mo Chenji, he can no longer be sorry to Mo Ling!

Mo Neg looked at Ling Ming and lowered his head. In fact, he didn't know why he didn't want Ling Ming to have an accident. Even if Ling Ming's situation was a little bit dangerous, he was terribly worried.He kept hypnotizing himself saying it was for Mo Chenji, but gradually he began to understand what it was like, but he couldn't let Ling Ming find out.

Ling Ming looked at the monster, and the monster looked at Ling Ming, both sides couldn't stand each other, and neither of them took a step back.The cub in Mo Ne's hand opened his eyes that had been closed all the time, seeing his father looking at the cold man in front of him, he let out a little dissatisfied cry, but he didn't realize that he had fallen into the trap. Don't hold it in your hands.

The Warcraft screamed nervously, and stepped forward because of being too nervous.Ling Ming narrowed his eyes, and put the spirit sword in front of the cub's eyes, and the monster suddenly stopped and roared at Ling Ming.

The cub babbled and struggled in Mo Neg's hand, but Mo Neg moved the sword a little away, afraid of hurting the cub.But this move caught the attention of the monsters, and they all began to retreat, because they knew that the person in front of them might not really be an enemy, but just passed by on the day their leader's wife died.