Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 162 19th Floor of Black Prison [23]

The gray shadow came, Qianye Feiran only felt a sudden pain in the shoulders on both sides, and a huge momentum pushed him backwards!
At this moment, Qianye Feiran didn't care about the injury on his shoulder, and quickly stretched out his hand against the jaw of the Iron Claw Gray Wolf, using all his strength to resist the force of his bite.

The sharp wolf teeth were about to pierce the palm of his hand, but Qianye Feiran still held onto it. He knew very well that if he loosened a little bit, the wolf would bite off his neck in an instant.

He still doesn't want to die, really doesn't want to die!

So, please, Mo Fenghua, my lord, you must act fast, very fast...

It was only at this time that Mo Fenghua knew that Qianye Feiran had just told her to kill the wolf quickly, before he was bitten and strangled to death by the wolf, and he committed the crime with his own body. Risk, automatically sent to the wolf's mouth, in exchange for a short time.

Iron Claw Gray Wolf's hand was already on Qianye Feiran's shoulder, pressing him firmly to the ground.

The clothes on Qianye Feiran's shoulders had already been scratched by the iron claw gray wolf's front claws, and the sharp claws dug into his flesh, although it was able to tear off a large piece of flesh.

When Qianye Feiran confronted the Iron Claw Gray Wolf, Mo Fenghua saw the timing and suddenly flew up and rode on the back of the wolf.

The moment he sat down, Mo Fenghua's two red palms slapped dough on both sides of the Iron Armored Wolf's head, and exerted force...

If it had been a direct blow with a heavy fist just now, then the front hooves and teeth of the Iron Claw Gray Wolf would have slumped downwards suddenly, and Qianye would have narrowly escaped death.

Therefore, after thinking about it, she felt that this method is better, and can reduce the damage to Qianye Feiran.

Mo Fenghua didn't hold back this time, he used [-]% of his skills, his palms were red like a soldering iron, already braving tiny flames, the temperature was scorching hot, and his strength was abnormally strong.

With a muffled bang, all the strength of Mo Fenghua's palms hit Iron Claw Gray Wolf's head.

Such a powerful force, not to mention its wolf head, even the incomparably hard granite will instantly turn into powder.

Therefore, the head of Iron Claw Gray Wolf was instantly blown off, wolf blood and brains all splashed out...

Mo Fenghua was lucky at this moment, fortunately he was wearing the clothes of a dark soldier, otherwise, he would not have been splashed all over.

She rolled over from the wolf's back, "Is it okay?"

"Uh..." Qianye Feiran wanted to speak, but with a slight movement of his body, his shoulders hurt so badly, his words turned into a groan.

The iron claw gray wolf's claws had dug into his flesh. Although Mo Fenghua beat the wolf to death, he did not move the wolf's body away rashly, otherwise Qianye Feiran's shoulder would be torn apart. 
The scene where he took the initiative to feed the wolf just now was shocking in Mo Fenghua's heart.

Isn't he afraid that she won't be able to kill the Iron Claw Gray Wolf? Isn't he afraid that she will helplessly watch him being bitten to death? 
Qianye Feiran gasped: "Help me...get the wolf's paw away...it really hurts!"

Mo Fenghua checked his wound, it was very bad: "It's already penetrated into the flesh, it's not easy to treat, it's impossible not to hurt."

Qianye Feiran lay motionless on the ground, his hair hidden in the black hood had been washed like water.

He tremblingly said: "You... try your best,"

Mo Fenghua hesitated for a moment: "How about I knock you unconscious first."

"No... that's fine, let's get knocked out first." Qianye Feiran thought for a while, and it's better to faint first.

(End of this chapter)