Chapter 44 Leaving the Mountain Tribe

The ghost lion was not careless after looking at the silver wolf that had only changed color. As a holy beast, he knew the difference before and after the transformation, but stared at the werewolf who had become pure white on the opposite side and did not dare to attack for a moment.

Opening his snow-white claws, the silver wolf looked at his body and sighed softly, "I almost forgot this look. I haven't changed for a long time, which reminds me a lot of memories." He twisted his neck casually and glanced at the ghost lion: "Hey, why don't you do it? Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I won't forgive you."

"Damn, what can you do even if you transform!" The ghost lion roared and suddenly ran to the silver wolf. The true energy around him burst out of his body desperately for a moment, wrapping his whole body, forming a dense invisible armor.

The silver wolf stretched out a finger and looked at the rushing ghost lion with a blank face: "This soft true spirit can't stop my attack." The silver wolf did not move. He suddenly stretched out his five fingers and waved his sharp claws to the void. Five sharp pure white scratches flew out and cut through the air. The speed was very fast, and the ghost lion had no time to defend.

Seeing that the five white scratches are like five slender blades, printed on their bodies, when the scratches are equipped with the true qi defense of ghost lions, the thick and dense true qi seems to be impure and directly cut. The five scratches are not even received any resistance at all, and recklessly passed through the true qi defense.

"Impossible..." The ghost lion's eyes stared at the boss, and his dark black eyes watched five pure white scratches enter his body, from white to bright red blood. Then, he passed through his body. Five strong airflows without any change were imprinted on the wall, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of the ghost lion's mouth.

"I didn't expect it to be so strong." The ghost lion felt five sharp scars on his heart. When he saw the transformation, the silver wolf thought that he would lose, but he never thought that he would lose so easily. He thought that he would die, but he didn't expect to die so quickly.

The white silver wolf turned his head, looked at Mu Chen, who was stunned, and said, "Master, you can leave here. I feel that the danger is gradually approaching here." After saying that, the silver wolf's white body turned into the original pure silver for a while. It can be seen that he even staggered a little when he came back, and it was not difficult to see that the transformation consumed him greatly.

Mu Chen stretched out his palm, and the silver wolf turned into a black whirlpool again and flew back to his palm: "I didn't expect you to be so strong. Thank you for your hard work. Have a good rest."

The lark looked at Mu Chen's various means and couldn't help but be shocked. This young man he wanted to protect, a young man he loved deeply, had such a means and saved her.

Mu Chen took the hand of the lark: "Get out of here quickly. The task has been completed. Now our lives are the top priority." Mu Chen's face once again filled with the sunny smile, which seemed to be his standard. No matter how difficult it is, he will face it calmly with this smile.

Walking to the second floor, sure enough, the mountain piled up of snow-white dead bones is no longer there, and the unknown creatures there are no longer there. Obviously, it is a ghost lion who has just died in battle. Now I remember that it is indeed a monster.

As soon as I walked to the exit of the whole hall, a bloody smell came to my face and saw countless corpses lying on the ground. When I took a closer look, almost all the original ten truths lay there and lost their anger. It was not only the ten truths. The battle here obviously shocked others. The ten bodies were covered with scratches, which were obviously masterpieces of white teeth, but he killed the ten truths alone, which really surprised Mu Chen and the lark.

The two walked into the depths of the body. Sure enough, a snow-white man fell to the ground feebly, with his eyes open, but he could not see a trace of aura that life should have.

The body of white teeth is full of scars, and the blood flowing from his body seems to have never stopped. Countless wounds on his body are fatal enough. White teeth can persist until now, which is indeed the last moment of his life. Although his personality is a little unbearable, he is indeed worthy of the title of this tribal warrior. No.

Mu Chen did not stay in this mountain tribe. After all, it was too dangerous in the enemy's territory. On the way, they met several waves of enemies of the mountain people, but most of them fled. They did not think they were the opponents of the spiritual tribe warriors.

Mu Chen and Bailing hurriedly left the jurisdiction of the mountain tribe and found a relatively safe tree and sat down. Their injuries were not light, and such a non-stop journey was really unbearable.

The girl wearing a mask suddenly grabbed Mu Chen's hand urgently: "You are... When did you find out that I was a lark? Bailing said anxiously. Because of the mask, Mu Chen could not see the little red face, but the girl's worry could be heard from the sound.

"This is what Wu Yan said in the battle just now." Mu Chen smiled, showed her white teeth, her eyes narrowed, and her face looked like this was the truth.

"How can it be? You are so powerful that you probably guessed it a long time ago." Bailing gradually loosened Mu Chen's hand and lowered his head slightly. He didn't dare to look directly at the sunny smile of the young man opposite him, and his voice trembled slightly: "Don't you hate me because I lied to you?"

The hand that Bailing just released was quickly clenched by Mu Chen again. The sincere smile on Mu Chen's face seemed to be born on it: "You are so good to me, I don't know how to repay you. How can I hate you?"

After hearing Mu Chen's words, the heart of the lark finally fell down. His slender palm slowly took off the mask that did not match him. His delicate and pure face was exposed, and a pair of big grape-like eyes stared at Mu Chen, as if to announce something important. Lovely eyebrows frowned tightly.

"If you have anything, just say it." Mu Chen was a little uncomfortable and said quickly.

The lark's face suddenly turned red again: "You are not..." Say... Did you say I'm good to you? Then you must marry me in the future."

Hearing Bailing's words, Mu Chen almost lost his breath, swallowed his spit stuck in his throat, kept coughing, and carefully looked at the little girl sitting next to him. He could see that the girl was serious and absolutely no joke.

"hehe." Mu Chen smiled twice, but this time her smile did not have the sunshine just now, but a little embarrassed: "Ling, you are still young. I have always regarded you as my sister. You are so beautiful and have extraordinary qualifications. Those who chase you must be full of a city. Why should you suffer with me?"

"I'm still young, so we can wait a few years before we get married. Anyway, I just like you. I won't marry anyone but you." The lark said firmly, and his beautiful little face was full of unconvincedness.

Mu Chen does not dislike the lark beside him, but has an extraordinary love for this girl in his heart. In his heart, he has to admit that his time with the lark is happy, but now he can't love others and be loved. He must fulfill his promise to the old man in the Biluo Desert, and the future road is even more It will be very difficult and dangerous, and even your life can't be guaranteed. How can you protect the person you love?

"No, I have something I have to do, and I may lose my life, so I can't love and dare not love. It's enough for me to bear my affairs alone." Mu Chen said with a straight face.

"I can wait until you finish what you have to do." Lark insisted that she knew what was in her heart, and she knew who the person she liked was.

A breeze blew through the treetops, and countless dark brown leaves gradually fell down. It was quiet and extremely quiet. You could even hear the sound of the moment the leaves touched the ground. Mu Chen was thinking, and the lark was waiting for the answer after Mu Chen thought.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces... When the last leaf fell to the ground, Mu Chen sighed softly, "If one day I can come back alive, I will definitely repay all your kindness to me. As for the rest, it is not the time to think about it."

For Mu Chen's words, the lark did not care too much. As long as Mu Chen did not refuse, it was the answer she wanted. As long as this simple girl liked it, she knew how to give, which was also her cuteness.

Mu Chen looked up at the sky and said with a serious look, "It will be dangerous to stay outside for a long time. You'd better leave here quickly and return to the spiritual tribe."

The lark nodded gently, and the two disappeared into the endless mountains and forests again, leaving dark brown fallen leaves on the ground.