"Boss, how do we fight?"

Guan Yun asked with a big sword in his hand and full of fighting spirit.

"Boss, how did you discuss with that wolf? Will we be able to leave if we win?"

Dog Ya is more concerned about the outcome of this appointment.

"If we win, we can move freely in their territory, and we can stay or leave."

"I don't want to stay here. I have to go, I have to go!" Gouya shrank his neck and covered half of his face. There was blood on this half of his face, and the wound had not healed yet.

Damn, there should be no rabies in this game, right? Gou Ya was nervous, especially when he saw the faint green light on the wolf teeth up close. It wouldn’t be poisonous, right?

"Or why don't we let anyone hand over the petals!" Gouya finally said what he kept in his heart, "At worst, we can pay for it! Anyway, we got a lot of money before, and the money is a bastard, so we'll make a fucking profit if we lose it!"

Zi Mo turned his head and looked at Niannian who was leaning against the tree trunk in the distance, which happened to be the same as her gaze.

"We owe her enough favors," he said to Niannian, and turned his head to look at the silent people, "and we will win."

"That's it!" Guan Yun also responded in a rough voice, "Do Ya, are you cowardly? If you are afraid of losing, you should commit suicide immediately. Why don't I give you a knife?"

"Your grandson is so cowardly!" Gouya said with his neck, "Are you not afraid of losing? Heng is the wolf, just keep half of us. Do you think you don't have to die if you flatter me?"

"What do you mean?" Guan Yun immediately glared, his eyebrows pressing to the top of his head. "I'll leave this out today! If I really lose, I will definitely be the first to stand up. I washed my neck and sent it to their mouths!"

"Okay, stop talking!" Zimo frowned and separated the two of them who were facing each other, and his eyes swept across his brother's faces one by one from left to right. "If you lose, we will all stay, including me."

Hearing this, everyone's expressions on their faces were a little complicated, and many people looked relieved, and some of their eyes that had been spinning around finally fell on Zimo's face.

"Do those two count over there?" Gou Ya nodded to Niannian and Simier, but looking at the angry expression on his face, you know that he was just expressing his dissatisfaction.

"It's a big furious! It's enough to be righteous if you don't turn around! If you have the ability, stand up and have sex with the wolf, otherwise you'll stop whining here!"

No one planned to pay attention to Gou Ya's resentment, except for Guan Yun, who seemed to have made up his mind to argue with him to the end.

"Well, shut up!" Zimo had to stand up again and grabbed Dog Ya who was about to rush to Guan Yun.

"Shut up if you don't want to die and listen quietly to me finish your words!"

Zi Mo looked around the people in front of him again, and when he saw that everyone was waiting for him to speak with firm eyes, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

"We don't have to kill them, we can't kill them, just force any of them out of the field."

"We will confront them head-on in the open space over there, which is to minimize the lethality of their ghostly body techniques, otherwise we will be too passive if we let them hide in the woods."

When everyone heard this, they looked at Zimo's fingers and found a small open space. The trees around the open space were also sparsely grown, and each one was just the thickness of an ordinary person's waist.

The demon wolves had already walked to the open space, some lying lazily, some sniffing here and there, and the tall gray giant wolf leader was walking in the center of the open space.

"This venue is a little small, right?" someone said with a frown. "Those wolf men are quite big. There are so many people here..."

A "click" sound came, and the trunk of a tree was suddenly broken out of an acute angle, and fell to the ground with a "bang", leaving only a stump on the spot.

The demon wolf, who had been lying on the ground, raised his ears and looked in the direction of his leader. When he saw his leader picking up the trunk, he threw it away, several demon wolf who were fighting immediately chased him, as if he was racing who was running the fastest.

Zimo's man silently looked at the gray giant wolf "cleared the venue" with a slap, and turned his head to look at him:

"We're going to fight that monster head-on?"

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"That wolf did it on purpose, right?" Niannian blinked her eyes and asked Simire beside her.

"It probably won't end in person. Now it's just a shock, it's almost the same as what you did just now." Simire also looked at the dusty open space and replied.

"It seems that this shock effect is good..." Niannian sighed, "They have basically given up on winning by force."

"To be honest, even if they are more intelligent, they may not be the opponents of these demon wolves." Ximier could not hear Zi Mo's voice, and could only see Zi Mo's group of people discussing excitedly.

"...I can't say that." Niannian rubbed her chin, as if thinking about whether Zimo and others' intelligence could rival those demon wolves.

"Anyway, we'll just watch the show. No matter how they fight with them, it has nothing to do with us." Simier stepped forward towards the "battlefield" that was about to be put into use.

"You borrowed my light, don't say thank you!"

Every Nian followed her. Although she could hear and see clearly here, considering that Simere was just a "mortal", she reluctantly went to the front row to join in the fun!

"I am yours, and it is your boss's obligation to protect my safety." Simire's laziness voice floated over from the front.

"Then should you be filial to me?" Niannian chased after me a few steps, blocking Simire step by step while holding her hands behind her back, and asked with her eyebrows raised.

Simire didn't answer, and walked forward around New Year's Eve and sent her three light words: "It depends on her mood."

"I think you are in a good mood now and are interested in watching the beast fighting." Niannian turned around, walked to his side, stood with him next to a shrub on the edge of the battlefield, and picked a few berries, stuffing them all into his mouth.

"Is this the players on both sides going out? One side is the big bad wolf who is eight feet tall and thick in skin. Wow, there are fifteen! Hey? That head wolf really didn't end up. Well, the boss really needs to have the boss's card. How can he roll up his sleeves casually? No, he ends up fucking his hair!"

"Let's see the other player, Zi Mo's twenty-three people. The boss Zi Mo was very good at leading the way. He walked up without even being sheathed. It seemed that he was going to fight with these big bad wolf?"

Niannian suddenly turned his head and asked Simier: "You said if they were called Jinglangzhai, would they have a greater chance of winning?"

"What logic is this?" Simire's face was full of dark lines. "I can see it, so you don't need to explain it specifically."

"Aren't I afraid you won't see clearly? After all, it's still a bit far away, and it's not dawn yet."

"Thank you, no need." Simier briefly expressed his polite rejection.

Every year, I shrugged my shoulders, walked around the bushes, picked another handful of berries, and slowly put them into my mouth.

Simire also reached out to pick one, and was about to put it into his mouth, but his hand was raised suddenly paused, raised the berries a little, and observed them carefully.

"Stop looking, it's poisonous, you can't eat it." Niannian raised her hand and snatched the berries and threw them into her mouth.

Simere frowned and looked at her: "Are you okay?"
Chapter completed!