Storm

Chapter 64 Fire Lion Crescent

When he saw the fire lion on the spider web, he looked at him for help and roared at himself, and was stunned without ambition.

I now have traps and pursuers. If I waste time here, I am likely to be chased and killed by the powerful warriors behind me, but can I give up saving this fire lion beast?

There is a trace of hesitation in the ambition, but the fire lion's eyes are so reluctant to give up life.

This kind of reluctance is the most clear. I have also had this kind of helplessness and reluctance countless times. Wu Ye sighed and said, "Little lion, I am as difficult as you now. I shouldn't have saved you, but since you can escape from the encirclement with me, you should not fall into this brain-damaged trap. Since you Falling in means that you are not smart enough. Do you think I want to save you again or let you wait to die?

Wu Ye's words seemed to make the wildness of the fire lion burst out in an instant. It began to struggle again and roar fiercely.

No ambition thought, "No, this is over. I was going to provoke it, and I don't want to joke about it."

Wiye hurriedly shouted, "Stupid lion, you still want to live, don't move... If you move again, you will lead the spider out. How can I save you then?

The fire lion seemed to understand Wuye's words and immediately stopped struggling, but its roar continued, as if to vent its anger against Wuye and God.

Wu Ye threw a polar fire bomb at the huge cobweb in the air, and only heard a squeak, burning a spider silk.

One of the claws of the fire lion was free, but it had no strength to struggle, and the last trace of strength had just been used up. Looking at the crystal corners of its eyes, it seems to be crying silently.

The second polar fire bomb was fired from Wu Ye's hand again, burning another spider silk wrapped around the lion's claws. At this time, the left front and rear claws of the fire lion left the bondage of the spider silk, and the fire lion that was originally scratched on the spider web came over.

Its whole front was mostly exposed in front of Wu Ye's eyes. When Wu Ye's eyes inadvertently swept the abdomen of the lion, he couldn't help saying, "Oh, I didn't expect you to be a lioness. It seems that it's not a bad thing to save you. At least I have contributed to the future of your lions."

Wu Ye's words actually made the fire lion on the web tremble all over his body, and his weak front and rear claws involuntarily wanted to turn up, as if to grab something.

The third and fourth polar fire bomb was quickly emitted from Wu Ye's hand. Although there were not many spider silks, the fire lion's whole back was stuck to it because it was turned over. It was not easy to get it down.

Wu Ye continued to say while sending out a fire bomb: "Little lion, the little look is quite beautiful. I'll give you a name, just call it crescent. No problem!"

The fire lion's body trembled for no reason, and he didn't know what he thought. Anyway, Wu Ye was really proud after thinking of his name.

Wu Ye said here and laughed extremely obscenely. Only he knew why he gave it the name. If the Fire Lion knew Wu Ye's obscene thoughts in his heart, he would definitely fight with him.

Fortunately, this fire lion is not a human, and fortunately, this spider silk is afraid of extreme fire. It is not so easy to use other methods.

In a short period of time, Wuye sent out more than 20 polar fire bombs, but the body of the fire lion was still stuck by dozens of spider silks and could not come down from the web.

Wu Ye hopes that the spider hidden in the dark will not appear before the fire lion comes down, otherwise once he is entangled by the spider and the warriors behind him suddenly appear, it will be ruined.

It's really not cost-effective to save the lion. Thinking of this, the speed of the polar fire bomb also became faster.

A ominous foreboding suddenly appeared, and the wild nerves suddenly tightened. This premonition comes from the perception of the soul. Since the baptism of the pure lotus fire pool, Wu Ye feels that his soul power has changed dramatically from before.

A horrible breath suddenly hit him from the ground. Wuye quickly moved his body, and the polar fire bomb in his hand suddenly changed its direction and bombarded to the ground emitted by the breath.

The hot sand exploded, and the sand was burned yellow by fire bombs, and two bucket-sized caves appeared in the wild sight.

In the two caves, one of them still has a smoke coming out of it, and there is a burning smell of skin in the smoke.

The innocent pressure of Wuye behind it is slightly clumsy between the movement. Wuye is on guard, and the extreme fireball in his hand keeps bombing towards the cobweb.

The cobwebs are crisscrossed, with 16 straight lines radiating in all directions, and hundreds of trapezoidal spider silks parallel horizontally.

The whole cobweb is like a natural battle array, which makes Wu Ye feel very entangled and shocked by its perfection.

There are only a few spider silks. Wu Ye's forehead has sweated, and his clothes are mostly soaked with sweat.

The ground gave off a slight tremor again, and something was about to come out from below. Wuye moved around the high cobwebs while paying attention to the movement of the ground, and keeping his body from touching those unknown plants connected to the thorns of the silk, without even a trace of relaxation.

Finally, three fire bullets shot into the air, and the fire lion's body was finally completely out of the control of the cobweb and fell from the air.

The ground suddenly collapsed, and a thick white spider silk shot into the wild body at an indistinguishable speed.

With the collapse of the ground, Wu Ye fell into the sand at the moment of shooting polar fire bombs and watching the fire lion fall off the cobweb.

Specifically, he was pulled down to the ground by spider silk, and Wu Ye disappeared into the eyes of the fire lion before he could resist.

As soon as the fire lion fell to the ground, he didn't know where his strength came from and suddenly pounced on the position where he fell.

The collapsed ground was filled in an instant. The fire lion roared and dug down the sand desperately with its front paws. I don't know whether it was to save Wuye or to avenge the spider.

However, the fire lion used all his strength and didn't dig anything. After a while, the fire lion dug a big hole three feet deep, but there was nothing in it.

There is no trace of cave, leaving only a trace of burning smell in the sand. The fire lion roared crazily, and its claws were also scratched by the glass-shaped sandstone in the sand.

The fire lion helplessly stopped digging. It raised its head and made a last weak protest to the sky, roaring and pouring all its helplessness and sadness.