Chapter 49 Yin Bad Yang Wrong

The plateau arm hurriedly sank down and protected the chest. The muscles on the arm were as strong as iron. The five fingers of the right hand were clenched, and the cyan fist was as fast as lightning. It hit the joint of Jiulong's forelimb. If it was hit, it was difficult to protect Jiulong's upper limbs not be broken.

Jiulong's left claw wants to sweep the waist of the plateau at the same time, and then comes first. Although the scales around the plateau are detected by the ultrasonic waves emitted, the body has no time to react at all. The fine scales on the waist had already felt the chill from Jiulong Wuqing's nails, and he couldn't help shivering. Then there was a chill on his waist, and a cold animal claw put on its waist.

The plateau said secretly, not good!

Jiulong's right claw also protruded into his chest, and his palm was slapped on the left arm of the plateau.

Bum! The scales and claws collided, making the sound of gold and stone colliding.

The plateau retreated more than a dozen steps back before standing firmly again. The qi and blood in the body was chaotic and kept surging up. The plateau leaned against the wall and gasped, and kept suppressing the beast genes that were ready to move in his body. He really didn't understand why Zhao Yong's combat endurance could last so long.

Jiulong stepped back a few steps and stood firm again. The situation was not as unbearable as the plateau.

At this time, Luo Si crept to sneak over to restore his strength to the plateau. However, Jiulong had found Luo Si's abnormal movement, turned around and jumped out a distance of nearly ten meters in an instant, blocking between Luo Si and the plateau.

"Be careful, Rose!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the plateau shouted a reminder, but it was already in vain. Jiulong floated to Ross like a cloud of fire, with deadly beauty.

"No!" The plateau's eyes were cracked, and he hated why he could stop Jiulong.

However, the plot of the story was unexpected from the plateau. Jiulong did not launch an attack, and the fiery red scales of the whole body were scattered again into a cluster of fiery red hair. It turned back into the loyal golden hair.

Jiulong threw Luo Si to the ground, and his big wet tongue took a bath on Luo Si's cheek.

Ross put his hands around Huan Jiulong's neck, and tears finally couldn't help flowing out of his eyes. The falling tears sprinkled on Jiulong like broken beads. Jiulong turned his back to Luo Si and made a mischievous expression at the plateau lying on the ground, and did not make the plateau half dead. Fortunately, the plateau was worried about the comfort of Luo Si at that time. Unexpectedly, this white-eyed wolf was really a wolf-hearted thing.

Kowloon successfully integrated the genes of the golden ring gray rat snake.

Snow Mastiffs and wolf-scaly beasts don't know where they have twisted, and from time to time they can hear the roar echoing nearby.

Luo Si and the plateau escaped from death and attacked the snow mastiff wolves. At present, the most urgent thing is to meet Zhao Yong. Now they are finally no longer just a burden.

The plateau roasted all the remaining wolf corpses and wrapped them tightly together without leaking a trace of meat fragrance. They all carried them behind him and jumped on the wide wolf's back.

A sad wolf howl cuts through the silent night sky. I don't know which mutant wave died. Hearing the wolf howl, countless roars suddenly responded. One after another, the plateau looked gloomy. Unexpectedly, there were crises everywhere. They had to leave here to make peace with Zhao Yong, and later.

The two giant wolves were looking for the way to the plateau and Luo Si, quickly chased Zhao Yong and quickly disappeared into the vast night.

In a corner not far from the industrial and commercial office, a blood basin bit it, broke the throat of the prey, and sprinkled blood on the head of the shadow. The shadow opened its huge mouth and ate the body on the ground clean, leaving only snow-white fur.

In a short time, the height of the shadow suddenly rose half of his head, and his figure was much larger. The monster burped, ran out of the shadows, and chased straight in the direction of the plateau.

A faint light swept over, and a wolf's mouth full of fine scales suddenly appeared.

Zhao Yong only cares about the pleasure of his body, and he doesn't know how far he can run out all the way. Before they could notice the mutant monsters along the way, they were gone by Zhao Yong through his territory.

When Zhao Yong came to his senses, he found that the plateau and Luo Si had long disappeared.

Shit, there is still a large group of pursuers behind me, and I have to go back to save them. Zhao Yong just hopes that there is still time.

Zhao Yong stopped and was about to turn around. When he went back to rescue the plateau, his extremely sharp cold hair caught the vibration in the air and found that there were more than a hundred large and small breaths around him, either strong or weak.

At this time, Zhao Yong closed his pores, restrained his breath, and didn't want to get into some unnecessary trouble.

Zhao Yong quickly ran back a few kilometers away and felt a strong breath coming straight to him. The familiar fluctuation made Zhao Yong know that the pursuit was coming, but it was strange why there was only a breath. His influence on the wolves should not be only such a wolf king. It seemed that their soldiers were divided into two ways, and the rest of the wolves were divided to chase them on the plateau.

The situation didn't look good. Zhao Yong quickly calmed down and thought about countermeasures.

Zhao Yong found a place nearby to hide it carefully.

After a while, the powerful breath went from far to near. Sure enough, it was the fierce ghost mastiff. It quickly ran in front of Zhao Yong's hiding point and galloped away into the distance.

Zhao Yong originally wanted to make a time difference. After the ghost mastiff passed, he went back to find them on the plateau first.

Unexpectedly, the ghost mastiff ran forward dozens of meters away, sniffed the smell and turned back. Maybe it thought that the smell here was the strongest and freshest.

Zhao Yong scolded secretly in his heart, his cold hair exploded, and he was ready to fight.

However, at this moment, after the ghost mastiff suddenly roared twice, he also restrained his breath and escaped into the heavy shadows in the surrounding buildings.

Although Zhao Yong didn't know why the ghost mastiff stopped and suddenly escalated into the darkness, he must have found something? In order to avoid alarming the ghost mastiff, Zhao Yong did not make any action and waited quietly.

After a while, a figure appeared on the road. Zhao Yong seemed to have a sense of déjà vu when he saw this figure.

The figure came from far to near, and Zhao Yong fixed his eyes and turned out to be him! Wang Qiang, but when I think about it, I can understand the cause and effect. I think he is going to make a profit when he and the ghost mastiff are both defeated. This good calculation is really not small.

If Wang Qiang succeeds, his strength can not only be improved rapidly, but also it is easier for him to rebuild a team base. Therefore, he dares to take great risks to restrain his breath and secretly follow him, which echoes the old saying: wealth is in danger.

Wang Qiang walked fast on both legs, for fear of missing the best mobile phone meeting. He passed through Zhao Yong and the ghost mastiff like the wind without making any sound.

The surroundings were so quiet that there was not even a single abnormal noise. Wang Qiang seemed to notice something wrong, roared and launched the werewolf transformation. The black mane instantly covered the whole body, the clothes were blown into pieces, and the dagger was clenched in his right hand to protect his chest.

There was still a quiet area around, and there was no abnormality. Wang Qiang began to hesitate a little. Was it because he was too nervous and God passed through **?

No, at the moment when Wang Qiang hesitated, a black cloud had quietly floated behind him. Wang Qiang still noticed the changes behind him. A gloomy wind blew into his heart and almost scared Wang Qiang to death. He realized that it was the ghost mastiff that almost killed him.

Not good, Wang Qiang forcibly calmed down and cut a knife with his head and back. The knife body just cut the right front paw of the ghost mastiff and made a sound of metal collision, making a sour sound on the black nails of the ghost mastiff.

Wang Qiang turned around with the help of anti-shock power and fixed his eyes. It was indeed the ghost mastiff.

Wang Qiang opened his throat and shouted, "Zhao Yong! I know you're here. The ghost mastiff kills me, and you don't want to escape. The two of us work together to get rid of it, and I can help you save your accomplice.

Wang Qiang knows that his strength can only barely support him for a moment. If he doesn't pull Zhao Yong into the water, he will probably be doomed today.

Zhao Yong didn't pay attention to what Wang Qiang said at all. He can't joke. He can still escape. It's better to find the plateau first. There is no need to kill here, which is a waste of time. Zhao Yong made up his mind to sneak away and look for them on the plateau.

Wang Qiang roared, but he didn't see any reply from Zhao Yong. Finally, he panicked. At this time, the ghost mastiff launched a more fierce offensive. Under the fierce attack, Wang Qiang's situation became precarious. In less than two minutes, he would definitely die under the ghost mastiff.

When Zhao Yong was about to slip out of the battle range between them, he heard Wang Qiang roar: "I know where your companions have gone, the two and the two dogs."

Zhao Yong stopped his footsteps and thought about the authenticity of what he said. After thinking about it, he felt that there was no need to take such a big risk for one sentence. He was just about to raise his legs and leave.

Seeing that there was still no response from Zhao Yong, he said one sentence as quickly as Lian Zhu.

"They went with a snow mastiff and seven Brazilian fellers to round up your accomplice. I know where it is." Zhao Yong wrinkled his nose and didn't wait to think about it.

I only heard Wang Qiang screaming, and his shoulder was scratched off a piece of meat skin by the ghost mastiff, which was bloody. Zhao Yong sighed secretly, and when did not take action at this time.

Zhao Yong was lucky enough to reach his limbs, with one point on his feet, a tiger step, and stepped in front of the ghost mastiff in the blink of an eye. His right fist was ready to go straight to the left ear of the ghost mastiff, and the joints of his arm made a crisp sound.

The strength of the fist made the ghost mastiff's left ear hurt. The ghost mastiff gave up attacking Wang Qiang. In the face of this shocking blow, it chose to avoid it for the first time. It has noticed that Zhao Yong's strength has improved a little compared with that when he was at the base.

Zhao Yong shook off the ghost mastiff with a single fist and reached out to save Wang Qiang. Wang Qiang broke away from the wolf's mouth and escaped from death. He consciously withdrew from the regiment and quickly bandaged the wound near Zhao Yong to stop the bleeding. He did not dare to run too far for fear that he would be killed after being caught up by a ghost mastiff.