The two gray wolves were unable to survive a single encounter under Zhou Xu's wrath.

Maybe they don't even know they are dead.

This is the highest state of clearing monsters, without joy or sorrow.

Just the blood splattered on his body made him look extremely fierce.

The child was so frightened that he could not move, his eyes showed panic, and he even peed his pants.

Then he cried.

"Wow~"

Helpless, pitiful, weak.

Week sequence: ""

Until now, he has been doing good deeds without leaving his name, and he has always avoided crowds.

It was my first time to face a crying child.

This is a five or six-year-old child, wearing coarse linen clothes. His right leg's trousers were torn off, a piece of flesh is missing from his calf, and blood is flowing from his thigh. The extent of the injury is uncertain.

There was blood and dirt on his face, and his hair was short.

He looks like a boy but sounds like a girl.

But he doesn't know how to coax children.

With chaotic thoughts coming to him, he turned to look at Sister Qiu and asked Sister Qiu for help.

At this time, Sister Qiu came to the child, narrowed her eyes and smiled:

"I'll eat you if you cry again."

"Woo~" The child covered his mouth with both hands, and big tears kept falling.

"It seems that you can understand what we are saying. There is no language barrier." Qiu Qian said it to Zhou Xu.

She knelt down and looked at the child's thighs, frowning:

"The injury is a bit serious."

The consciousness wants a cure, but finds it useless.

In the end I could only look around and say:

"Look for a source of water, clean his wound, and then bandage it."

"I'll look for it." Zhou Xu squatted down and planned to jump to a high altitude to take a look.

At this time, the crying child suddenly grabbed the corner of Qiu Qian's clothes and begged:

"Save, save grandma."

Qiu Qian looked at Zhou Xu.

"Where?" Zhou Xu asked.

"That way." The child pointed in the direction he came from.

There was indeed blood on the ground. After determining the direction, Zhou Xu looked at Qiu Qian and said seriously:

"Sister Qiu, remember to call my name if you are in danger."

When Sister Qiu nodded, Zhou Xu took a step forward, swept up the wind and disappeared on the mountain waves.

Qiu Qian lowered her eyebrows and looked at the child, then simply cleaned the wound and said:

"What's your name?"

"Xiao, Xiaojing." Xiaojing whispered.

"A girl?" Qiu Qian looked surprised.

"Well, well." Xiaojing lowered her head and was a little afraid of Qiu Qian:

"Sister, sister, can you eat children?"

"Yes." Qiu Qian helped take care of the wound and said with a smile:

"If you don't obey me, I will put you in the pot and eat you."

Xiaojing covered her mouth, tears falling down again.

After simply treating the wound, Qiu Qian hugged Xiaojing and chased away in the direction of Zhou Xu.

There are monsters dying here, which can easily attract other monsters, so it is not advisable to stay here for a long time.

Of course, although her spiritual energy is limited, she can be compared to a seventh-level fighter, and her physical strength, fists and feet are not weak at all.

What puzzled her was that she couldn't use even her divine power.

"Do you know where this place is?" Qiu Qian asked on the way.

"This is Luohe Village." Xiaojing replied.

"How about bigger?"

"Luohe?"

"How about bigger?"

"I, I don't know, don't eat me."

"Well, I won't eat today." When Xiaojing felt relieved, Qiu Qian said again: "I will eat tomorrow."

"Woo~"

Xiaojing covered her mouth, not daring to cry.

"Why is this place like this?" Qiu Qian asked after Xiaojing stopped crying.

"Mother said, yes." Xiaojing lowered her head and did not dare to speak loudly. She glanced at Qiu Qian secretly, saw the cannibalistic look in her eyes, and said quickly:

"Yes, it is the gods who are punishing us as sinners."

Qiu Qian frowned and said nothing.

"I, I didn't lie." Xiaojing said fearfully.

"Well, I won't eat you tomorrow, I'll eat you the day after tomorrow." Qiu Qian said coldly.

Xiaojing was inexplicably relieved to live one more day.

Zhou Xu moved forward all the way.

Not long after, I saw a woman in front of me, half lying on the ground covered in blood, waving a wooden stick in her hand.

Eyes numb and frightened.

Surrounding her were five gray wolves without wings, which were a little different from those around the child.

They looked at the woman teasingly, found an opening, and swooped over.

boom!

Zhou Xu sprinted forward and hit the wolf's head with his knee.

Phew~

The wolf's head was broken and blood spilled.

Zhou Xu stood firmly on the ground, turned to look at the other five wolves, and moved his feet.

The Seventy-Two Roads of the Tang Family: Tan Legs.

call!

His figure moves like the wind.

boom!

Kick the wolf's head away with one kick.

boom!

Crushing the wolf's body with one foot.

boom!

boom!

The last two wolves were turned around and kicked to pieces by him.

No torture, no survival.

When he stopped, he turned to look at the woman covered in blood and said:

"Are you alright?"

The other party seemed stunned and pointed in the direction Zhou Xu came from, with pleading in his eyes:

"Save, Xiaojing, save her."

flutter!

As soon as the woman finished speaking, she immediately fell down, her life or death unknown.

Seeing this, Zhou Xu was a little at a loss.

He has no experience.

How is it played on TV?

Save people, bandage them, comfort them, leave everything to me?
To be continued...