Chapter 33: Live to see people, die to see corpses
Jun Wuchen watched the expression on its face while teasing it. The more he looked at it, the more interesting it became. His narrow purple eyes were full of interesting smiles.
His vision is indeed good. This little fox is quite intelligent and very interesting to tease!
Jun Wuchen can’t put it down.
At this moment, a bright firelight rose from a distance, and a dazzling red light suddenly burst out in the sky.
Jun Wuchen stopped and narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, watching the red light flashing and blooming into a complex pattern in the night sky, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
"The summoning order from Wentian Tower...is it still the highest red level? What big thing happened?"
Summoning order?!
The little fox, who was still lying on his arm helplessly, suddenly stood up and looked up at the sky.
The clear purple fox eyes reflected a dazzling red light.
——It’s my mother’s summons!
Gungun must have found his mother, and she is here to save Xiao Mo!!
Xiaotuanzi was immediately excited. The fox opened his mouth and let out a series of words: "Chirp, chirp..."
Jun Wuchen pinched its pointed fox mouth and said with a lazy smile: "Why did it suddenly bark? You are a little fox, do you still know the summoning order of Wentian Tower?"
Of course he knows him!
This is his mother’s signal, his mother’s signal!!
The little fox waved his paws angrily and kicked his hand hard, but he couldn't get away.
Its strength was too weak, and the tips of its claws were tender and tender. It could not scratch the man's skin after scratching for a long time, but it made itself extremely tired.
Jun Wuchen just thought it was playing with him and scratched the back of his hand.
With a smile, he rolled the little fox into a plush ball, stuffed it into his arms, and continued to rush towards the Netherworld Mountains, forgetting the summons in the sky.
At the same time.
In the Netherworld Mountains, a thrilling pursuit is taking place.
More than a dozen masked men in black, armed with sharp swords and full of murderous intent, were chasing a small figure.
The little boy was hiding and running, covered in filth, and asked sternly: "Who are you?"
"Whoosh——" What answered him was a sharp arrow.
This sharp arrow contains spiritual energy, is as fast as lightning, and is extremely sharp.
The little boy was startled and dodged quickly. Unexpectedly, his foot missed the mark and he immediately fell down the hillside.
"Chase!"
"You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you're dead!"
The man in black gave a sharp shout and rushed to the hillside, about to give chase.
At this moment, a signal flare shot up into the sky in the distance, and the red light lit up the entire night sky.
"Wentianlou's summons order?!"
The man in black looked up, a hint of horror flashed in his eyes, "Why are you here..."
Once the summons is issued, something big will happen.
"Chief, are we still pursuing you?" The other men in black spoke hesitantly, with uneasiness in their eyes.
Wentianlou is not someone to be trifled with. If they meet him, things will be in trouble.
The leader's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth: "Speed up and continue chasing! The master has an order, and this little beast must be killed today."
"Yes!"
More than a dozen men in black, like wolves and tigers, jumped down the hillside one after another, chasing the little boy.
However, they did not realize that while chasing each other, they had gradually arrived at the outskirts of the Netherworld Mountains.
The little boy accidentally sprained his foot when he fell down the hillside. His escape speed dropped a lot, and he stumbled around in a mess.
The man in black behind him chased after him and stabbed him in the back with a sword.