Urban ancient fairy doctor

Under the command of the Wolf King, many gale wolves quickly formed an irregular encirclement, surrounding Ye Bufan, Du Lang and others.

Looking at the wind wolves a few meters away, Luo Yudie couldn't help but feel nervous. After all, she was just a woman. Thinking that she might be torn into pieces later, she felt an unfounded fear in her heart.

Ye Bufan grabbed her sweaty hand and shook it: "Don't be afraid, Erlang and I are here."

He wasn't too nervous. Ye Erlang's strength was comparable to the peak of the God Transformation stage, and he didn't care about these ordinary wind wolves. Even the golden-haired wolf king would definitely not be Erlang's opponent.

Besides, he also has the particle gun, a big killer. At most, he can expose his secrets when the time comes, and there will definitely be no danger.

"Aww..."

The golden-haired wolf king stood on the mountainside, like a king who despised the world. After it roared, the wind wolves quickly launched an attack, like a violent storm, pounced on Du Lang, Ye Bufan and others.

The combat effectiveness of well-trained soldiers is absolutely different from that of a mob. With the command of the Golden Wolf King, these wind wolves advance and retreat in a well-organized manner. They are no longer the disorganized soldiers they were before, and their attack power instantly increased several times.

Du Lang killed a rushing wolf with one sword, and two giant wolves were already rushing towards him on his left and right sides.

Fortunately, his cultivation was strong enough. He first knocked one away with a punch, and then killed another one with a sword.

But the guards under him don't have such fighting power. They are only in the early stages of becoming gods and can easily deal with one wind wolf and two.

But there are simply countless gale wolves in front of them. Not only are they not afraid of death, but they also advance and retreat in an orderly manner. When one launches an attack, there will always be several others to cooperate.

This was beyond their ability to bear. In just a few breaths, a guard was dragged into the pack by a wind wolf. He was torn to pieces instantly before he could even scream.

"Everyone, retreat quickly and tighten up the battle group. Don't think about escaping anymore, otherwise you will die faster!"

As the general manager of Jubao Pavilion, Du Lang still has some brains and insight. He realized that it would be good to be alive in this situation, and there was absolutely no chance of escape.

He immediately summoned a few remaining men to retreat back, forming a circle facing outwards, back to back, barely resisting the attack of these wind wolves.

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On the other side, Ye Erlang was much more relaxed in comparison. He was fast and had strong defensive capabilities. He didn't have to worry about the attacks of the wind wolves. He punched all the approaching giant wolves into blood mist one by one.

Almost in the blink of an eye, dozens of wind wolves died in his hands.

Luo Yudie felt relieved when she saw Ye Erlang's fighting power, but she still held the sword tightly in her hand.

The Golden Wolf King was observing the battle on the hillside. Seeing that his men were suffering heavy casualties, he roared again.

"Aww..."

Soon, the storm wolves that were besieging this side slowly retreated, forming a circle with a diameter of five or six meters. They stared at the outside, but no longer launched an attack.

"Okay, I told you, don't be afraid if Erlang is here."

As he spoke, Ye Bufan flipped his wrist, and a big fried golden chicken leg appeared in his hand, "Here, let's have something to eat."

"smell good!"

The rich aroma relieved Luo Yudie's nervousness. She reached out to take the chicken leg, sniffed it first, and then took a bite. The rich aroma of meat filled her mouth.

"Oh, how are these chicken legs made? How can they be so delicious?"

Her delicate and pretty face was full of shock and enjoyment. She had never eaten such delicious chicken legs in so many years.

"If it tastes good, eat more of it. If you pair it with this, the effect will be even better."

As he spoke, Ye Bufan took out another can of beer and threw it over. Then he also took out a chicken leg and a can of beer, sat on the ground and ate it.

Luo Yudie followed his example, opened the beer, and took a sip.

Then there was a look of surprise on his face again: "What is this? It tastes weird, like wine but not wine, but it's still quite delicious."

"It's beer versus fried chicken, a perfect pairing. Eat it!"

The two of them had not eaten since morning and were hungry, so they started to eat delicious food.

On the other side was the world of ice and fire. Although Durang and his guards gathered together, the fighting power of the Storm Wolf was too strong and there were many of them.

After a few rounds, there was one less guard around him, and the remaining few were seriously injured, and even he was covered in blood.

"Master Manager, please think of a way quickly, I can't support it anymore."

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A guard next to him shouted breathlessly.

Du Lang felt desperate. What could he do? Now we can't fight, we can't escape, and the most important thing is that there is no hope, there are no reinforcements at all.

Once again, he knocked away a rushing wolf and suddenly smelled a scent. He turned his head to look, and his eyeballs almost flew out of his sockets.

I saw Ye Bufan and Luo Yudie sitting on a big rock, tasting the food one bite at a time.

But here they are fighting for life and death, and they may become the food of the Gale Wolf at any time.

The gap was so huge that it gave him the urge to vomit blood.

Why don't these wolves attack them? Seeing Ye Erlang standing nearby and watching eagerly, and the wolf corpses on the ground, Du Lang instantly understood that the strong man could suppress the opponent.

"Brother Ye, help quickly and save us!"

Seeing that his men were getting fewer and fewer, and that he would turn into wolf dung in the end, Du Lang could no longer care about his face and immediately lowered his head and asked for help.

Ye Bufan threw the finished beer aside, took another bite of the chicken leg, and then glanced in his direction.

"Why should I save you? Are we familiar?"

"I...little brother Ye, we are together..."

"Stop, we are not together!" Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Ye Bufan, "Director Du, does your memory not be very good?

You just said it yourself, I am just a stranger, I have nothing to do with you, and I have no responsibility or obligation to protect you. "

"I……"

Du Lang was speechless and his cheeks felt hot. He had just said these words to Luo Yudie himself. He didn't expect that they would fall on him so quickly.

But the difference is that the robbers just now were fake, but these wind wolves are real, and they will die at any time.

"Mr. Ye, adults don't care about the faults of small people. Please don't care about me. Please save me quickly. We really can't hold on any longer."

Durang kept begging while desperately resisting the attack of the Storm Wolf.

Ye Bufan ignored him and took out an oil paper bag, which contained two fragrant sauced pig's trotters.

"Sister, try this, it tastes very good."