Pet King

After all, the ordinary Wolf at the Door was not an elfin, and its ability to understand was limited. Zhang Zian had to explain and gesture several times before it seemed to understand what he meant, and it turned and ran into the forest.

Only Galaxy, Richard, and Pi Feifei went out with Zhang Zian. To put it bluntly, they were the three most difficult Elfins to fight. Snowy Lionet chose to stay with fina, which was a good thing. It would save them the trouble of having an empty rear.

He jogged a few steps and was about to leave the barren village when the feeling of being spied on appeared again.

In the second half of the forest trip, this feeling had appeared more than once. Sometimes it was strong, sometimes it was weak, and sometimes it was erratic. Sometimes, the feeling of being peeked was so strong that he thought that as long as he turned around, he would be able to see the true face of the peeper. However, when he put it into action, he still saw nothing.

He didn't want to cause any additional psychological burden to the elves, so he didn't mention it. Besides, it had no actual impact, so there was no need to worry about it.

It was similar to Vladimir's peeking in the capital. He did not feel any malice from the peeking. Of course, it was different from Vladimir's kind of testing peeking. This peeking was more like a simple observation.

"Squeak?"

Pi saw him slow down and gestured to ask.

"I'm fine. Let's go. " He still buried his doubts in his heart and bore them himself.

The wolf led them for a while, and the more he walked, the more shocking it became. The surrounding thorns, weeds, and shrubs were crushed to varying degrees. Some places were stained with a small amount of blood, and hair was everywhere. There was wolf hair and cat hair everywhere. It could be imagined how shocking it was when the Wolf Pack escorted fina and Vladimir out of the siege.

They entered a small clearing in the forest, where the traces of battle were even more obvious. There was also a pool of dried blood on the ground, and the blood droplets, from big to small, pointed to the way they had come.

Clearly, this was the place where Vladimir had been ambushed.

However, where were Fati, old time tea, and the enemy?

The wolf sniffed around on the ground. The smell here was too messy, and it had not been professionally trained. It was not difficult to find the smell of a magical deduction from the complicated smell, but it was difficult to determine which way it had gone.

Richard had been playing the hero just now, but now he was a little regretful. After all, when he was with the big group, he could do whatever he wanted. Now, there were only small groups left, and each one was more cowardly than the last. It made him feel that his life was in danger.

Pi was also very nervous. It held the wooden stick so tightly that its palms turned white.

Galaxy was as calm as usual, as if it didn't feel scared at all, even in this small battlefield.

Suddenly startled

嗷嗷~嗷嗷~嗷呜--

A Wolf's howl came from a certain direction, and it didn't sound too far away.

Zhang Zian let out a sigh of relief. This should be the law of deduction, right?

"Hey!" He snapped his fingers and called the wolf."Is that your companion's voice? Is it a law deduction?"

He could hear Fati's voice, but the wolf howls ... They all sounded similar to him. Maybe Sihwa could hear the difference, but she was not here.

The Wolf's ears twitched, and it seemed to be a little hesitant. After a few seconds, it ran in that direction and went into the forest.

After walking for a while, the wolf walked slower and slower. It tried to put its nose close to the ground to find the smell, but its eyes became more and more confused, as if ... It couldn't find the smell.

However, every once in a while, there would be faint howls of wolves coming from the front. The howls were not loud and were always coming from not far away, as if they were guiding them forward.

This strange situation made Zhang Zian wonder if it was another trap.

But he had no other way to find old time tea and French pushing. Even though he knew it was a trap, he could only force himself to move forward.

After walking for a while.

Huuuu

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Huala Huala

"Swish!"

"Ha!"

The faint sounds of fierce fighting and the shouts of exhaling from the sharp moves could be heard from the front.

It was Grandpa tea!

Zhang Zian's spirit was lifted. It didn't seem to be a trap. Old time tea was fighting fiercely with the enemy, but he didn't know what the Fati was doing and didn't hear the sound of it.

It was rare for old time tea to meet an equal opponent today. Its strength might be slightly better than Aamir 's, but Aamir's moves were very strange. They were different from the martial arts of the Central Plains. He used the flexibility of the cat bone armor and joints to counterattack from unexpected angles and even his disadvantage.

In addition, old time tea was worried about Vladimir and Fati's situation. It was sure that Amir had other plans for separating it and Fati. Perhaps miaizha was very good at fighting Fati, so in order to prevent them from changing opponents, it had brought him here to fight. It had only thought about it after it came here. It wanted to go back, but was stopped by Amir. It seemed that it had to defeat Amir before it could meet with Fati.

Aamir had a strong foundation, strange moves, and a fat but flexible body. It would take him at least a few hundred rounds to determine the winner.

Unlike humans, they did not fight on the ground. Their battlefield was three-dimensional. From the 100-meter-tall red wood Ridge to the dark, rugged rocks, there were claw marks everywhere. Branches, leaves, and wild grass were cut into pieces as if they had been cut by a meat grinder. Grass and tree sap flowed all over the ground, emitting a pungent smell.

All the animals in the vicinity, whether they were carnivorous or herbivores, had all fled, giving their territory to these two fiends.

After 200 rounds, Aamir knew that he was not as good as his opponent in terms of Kung Fu and experience. It was only a matter of time before he lost the fight. He pretended to lose the fight and fell from the top of a tree with a cry.

Old time tea was in a hurry to join up with the Dharma Protector, so it immediately chased after Aamir and tried to kill him.

However, Emile was lying on the ground. One of its paws had already dug into the ground. Seeing old time tea approaching, it raised its paw and a piece of sand and soil flew toward old time tea's head.

"Despicable!"

Old time tea was shocked and angry. The other party's Kung Fu was at the master level, but they used this kind of sand-confusing tactic commonly used in street fights.

It immediately lowered its head and held its chest. The sand and mud hit its bamboo hat. Although it was not blinded, it knew that the enemy was pretending to be defeated, and the insidious counterattack would come immediately. So it did not have time to raise its head, but quickly retreated, its claws in front of its body to protect the vital parts of its chest and abdomen.

“^*&$Y@%)(*&!”

As expected, Amir shouted a name in a language that old time tea didn't understand. He used the same trick he used to attack Vladimir. His fingers were like swords, and he stabbed toward old time tea's chest. It was the famous finger technique in the Kunlun Mountain martial arts of the Western Region, which was translated as the finger of faith.

Old time tea was prepared, but the area that its claws could cover was limited. It couldn't cover all the chest and abdomen.

Old time tea heard the sound of the sword fingers breaking the wind and knew that it was not good. It made up its mind and changed its defense to attack. If the other side did not withdraw its fingers, it was bound to end up with a lose-lose situation.

Zhang Zian imitated Emile's pronunciation and shouted,""Eh? F * cking light!"

He turned on the flashlight and pointed it at Emile's eyes.