The other six people followed Wang Lang's face after seeing Wang Lang's expression.

The group of people hesitated for a moment and followed them. There were so many people and strong power. They all wanted to see what happened. It was so good that how could a wolf come to Fengtian Mountain?

When Wang Lang passed by, dozens of corpses were lying in the mountains. Wang Lang leaned over and overturned several corpses. In addition to the assimilated corpses, there were also wolves.

The wolf, which is big, has only two ends and has many wounds on its body.

Wang Lang kicked twice.

Han Yin, who was carrying a spear on his shoulder, kicked a wolf with his feet, "Damn! Second brother, this is not the werewolf in the movie, right? How did this thing come to our country?"

Wang Lang looked calm, "It must be unrelated to the bald thief Shi Ling. I am getting more and more angry when I look at this old bald thief."

"Second brother, why don't we go and kill Shi Ling now?" Huang Wang spoke as he played with the wolf's corpse, with the aggression on his face astonishing.

"Don't worry, wait until he's alone." Wang Lang said.

The butterfly touched the wolf and lifted a wolf in one hand. The wolf, which was nearly 200 kilograms, was carried up by the thin body.

"Lao Qi! Why are you standing there? Carry the other end?"

"Sister Four, are you wrong? Why are you so full of food to carry this thing?" Han Yin looked bitter.

"It's autumn, and it's almost winter. I'll use this to make a vest and knee pad for you, and it's definitely warm." Butterfly said.

Han Yin picked up the spear, and the wolf corpse flew up, and the spear was crossed on his shoulder, and the wolf corpse fell steadily on his shoulder.

Several people walked back, and a group of people chased after him in the distance.

Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "Look at them and claim their own body."

Everyone looked at the two corpses of such large wolves in surprise. This was the first time that many people had encountered such a big wolf.

After returning to the place where he lived, Mei Bi came, Qi Feng came, and Song Buwen came.

"I've seen you seniors." Zhou Lanfeng bowed. The six behind him had no intention of that, but when he saw the boss doing this, he then hugged and fisted.

"What are you doing?" Wang Lang glared at everyone.

"Where is Shi Ling? Qi Feng, where is Shi Ling, the bald donkey man?" Wang Lang saw that Shi Ling was not there, and the ghost hand and the earth were not there.

"I don't know, I want to ask too." Qifeng said, and it was impossible to tell from that look that he was lying. But he became a sensual. Who knows if this old guy was lying?

"How could there be wolves in Fengtian Mountain?" Mei Bi asked.

"What kind of wolf is this?" Song Buwen asked at the same time.

"This is called a werewolf. If he is alive, he can become a human."

"Who are you lying to? Are you telling us about this? Are you a stranger in a Chinese Studio?" said the King of Blowing the Light.

"Come on, then tell me what this is?" Wang Lang immediately rushed back.

The King of Light Blowing Lights came and wanted to blow the lights, but when he saw the few around Wang Lang, he looked up at him at the same time, and he immediately became timid. When Wang Lang was alone, he was still sure that he would beat Wang Lang to a paralysis, but the seven dragon kings were all there, so he still hesitated to blow the lights. It would be not certain who would be paralysis.

"Song Buwen reached out to touch the body and frowned."

Then he looked at Qifeng, "Mr. Qifeng, stop at this time. It's already a way to bring the wolf into the house. It's not too late to repair the sheep when it's lost. After a while, it's really too late. Don't regret it at that time."

Qi Feng smiled, "Master Song, this matter really has nothing to do with me."

Song Buwen sighed.

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Qifeng, I said the same thing, fighting in the nest, it's okay. If you bring outsiders in, I, Wang Lang, will kill you even if I fight to death!"

Qi Feng sneered, "Little guy, you know how to speak wildly. I am sitting upright, not doing bad things, not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, and I am still afraid of you?"

"Then you'd better not smash your chastity archway." Wang Lang also sneered.

Qi Feng sneered and signaled the eight kings beside him to raise a wolf.

clang!

Wang Lang drew his knife directly.

"What? You rob me of it? You rob me of my things? Have you sang Liang Jingru's songs for you in the past two days?" Wang Lang pointed the dragon sword in his hand at the Eight Great Vajras.

Qi Feng sneered again, "I am going to study this thing and want to see what's going on? As Taoist Song said, "It's time to make up for the dead, but I always know the truth. The ancients said that only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win a hundred battles."

"Stop talking nonsense. Who doesn't know your little thoughts? You must have no good thoughts in your heart." Wang Lang pointed the knife in his hand at Qi Feng, a arrogant one.

Wang Lang and the eight people were in a stalemate, and no one allowed anyone to let him go.

Zhou Lanfeng clasped his fists at Qifeng, "Senior Qifeng, my second junior brother has spoken a little rudely, but I support my second junior brother."

Yes, Qifeng's face was as deep as water. Then he opened his mouth and hummed twice, turned around and left with the man.

"Second brother, why is this grandson sick again?" Li Yan looked at Li Yan's back and spoke.

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Don't you feel that this old turtle is a little different? It's a bit weird."

"Second brother, why bother with so many things? I'll just stab him to death in two days." Han Yin said casually.

The others present felt cold in their hearts. Only these people in the field dared to say this. Qi Feng's status in the world is beyond words, and his connections in the world cannot be ignored. If you don't say anything, one-third of the people in the world are willing to be escorts for Qi Feng.

A person jumped over from the house not far away, his figure was floating, falling lightly like a leaf and walked towards him.

Wang Lang and the other two placed their hands on the weapons at the same time, as if they were facing a great enemy.

The man reached out and grabbed the wolf and looked at it, then looked at Song Buwen, "Master Song, is it the kind of half-human and half-wolf beast from a hundred years ago?"

Song Buwen nodded.

"Where is Shi Ling?" Pan Renfeng asked.

No one answered.

Pan Renfeng went straight to Qifeng's room.

Wang Lang put his hand off the knife handle, exhaled, and said to the onlookers, "What do you think of? It has dispersed. After you go back, you will remember what I said. If something is wrong, just kill me. Don't keep it."

Seven people carried the bodies into the room.

Mei Bi wanted to follow him and was invited out by Wang Lang, but Song Buwen followed him.

"Bulie's nose, you can see through it. What did Qi Feng agree to Shi Ling and the others to follow these saddles and horses?" Wang Lang handed a stool to Song Buwen.

Song Buwen looked at the wolf corpse on the table, shook his head after a while, "I don't know."

"Then why are you coming in?" Wang Lang poured Song Buwen a cup of tea unhappily.

"I took a look at the astrology inadvertently yesterday, and the star above you was surrounded by dark stars."

"Speak human words." Wang Lang sat next to Song Buwen.

"You're in prison."
Chapter completed!