Hear what the old village chief said.

Meng Xiaoying smiled even more brilliantly, like an innocent and flawless girl, growing freely in the sunshine.

However, in the eyes of the old village chief and other villagers in Mengjia Village, it looked like a ferocious monster, so scary that they couldn't even look at it directly.

"Sir, why don't you take action and wait any longer!"

The old village chief stamped his feet anxiously, his face looking as if he had been burned by hot charcoal.

Hua Wujue smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'm here, and I will naturally not let any innocent person be wronged, nor will I let any guilty person be let go."

The old village chief frowned, feeling that something was not right.

What innocent people and guilty people...

The old village chief's eyes widened in astonishment, as if he had thought of something, and his expression became uncertain.

The rest of the Zhuang farmers didn't think so much, they just shouted loudly to kill Meng Xiaoying.

"Woo!"

Suddenly, a loud wolf howl was heard in the village. The howl continued for a long time.

Then came a feeling of the earth collapsing.

The villagers were staggering here and there. Those with good luck were still holding on to the wall, while those with bad luck had already collapsed on the ground in a big shape.

The village chief looked pale: "The ghost wolves are coming again..."

Everyone's faces turned pale and they sat down on the ground dejectedly.

Under the old locust tree.

Huge demonic wolves that looked like ghosts were gathering one after another.

The largest demon wolf was as tall as the old locust tree.

The demon wolves have a half-moon shaped mark on their foreheads.

Under the moonlight, the hair on the body seemed to be covered with silver frost, shining brightly.

The wolf king at the head had eyes like swords, and his sharp gaze swept across everyone.

Meng Xiaoying jumped down lightly from the branch and stood steadily on the forehead of the Demon Wolf King.

"Mengjiazhuang, I never say anything to you."

"You have always been the ones who seek justice from me, my mother, and my whole family!"

Meng Xiaoying's face was as cold as ice.

The Demonic Wolf King also sent out a stream of cold air from his nostrils, passing through everyone.

The villagers who were passed by this cold air shivered, hugged their bodies, looked terrified, and slowly retreated.

The old village chief, perhaps because of his age, was not as able to resist as the farmers. He trembled all over and fell into the corner of the wall. His chest heaved violently and his lips turned dark blue.

"You have nothing to do with the affairs of Mengjiazhuang. Considering that you have not taken any action, you can leave now."

Meng Xiaoying was like a proud and aloof goddess. Under the moonlight, her long black hair turned silver.

Her eyebrows and eyes are as dark as ink, and her fingers are as green as green onions.

It seems that Meng Xiaoying is still very principled.

This matter might have happened a long time ago, and she didn't want Hua Wujue to be involved and lose his life in vain.

The result was unexpected.

"No, I'm here for you and I'm not going away."

Hua Wujue, however, rejected the offer in an unusually decisive manner.

"You...!" Meng Xiaoying frowned slightly.

Then he sneered again: "I didn't want to hurt your life. Since you brought this upon yourself, you can't blame anyone else."

The old village chief's eyes lit up: "Sir, if you can take action, as long as you kill that evil fetus, the crisis will be resolved!"

The old village chief said this with great determination.

It seemed that he was sure that as long as Meng Xiaoying died.

The evil wolf pack will surely retreat on their own.

I just don't know where he got this information from.

"Kill them all."

Meng Xiaoying stood on the wolf king's forehead, judging life and death indifferently.

The demon wolves rioted instantly, and their huge bodies rushed forward like buffaloes.

Some farmers have already seen the wolf's fangs shining with cold light.

No doubt at all.

Once this wolf's fang bites down, even the hardest granite will be shattered into pieces.

"ah!"

The villagers covered their faces in fear and struggled in vain.

But the tragedy did not occur.

"cough."

Hua Wujue just coughed once.

All the demon wolves seemed to be under a spell of immobilization, lying on the ground like sculptures, their eyes still fierce, but they no longer moved.

The Demon Wolf King's pupils shrank sharply, and he immediately turned around and ran away with Meng Xiaoying.

It's like the body is filled with lead and can't move at all.

"Aqi, what's wrong with you?" Meng Xiaoying also noticed something was wrong and asked with concern.

The Demon Wolf King wanted to answer the question, but unfortunately he couldn't answer with his mouth.

"It's you who did this! If you have anything to say, come to me and let Aqi and the others go!" Meng Xiaoying looked at Hua Wujue coldly, without any fear at all.

These evil wolves seem to be very important to Meng Xiaoying.

There seems to be a deep bond between the two.

In fact.

Meng Xiaoying lived through these ten years in good health.

Basically it all depends on these evil wolves.

When he was a baby, a she-wolf came to feed him.

When it grew a little bigger, a male wolf would bring it the fruit flesh.

When they grew older, the demon wolves would often bring their prey to the small temple to share.

Meng Xiaoying would often set traps for hunting herself.

After being beaten and scolded several times by the people in Mengjia Village when she was a child, she never entered the village again.

I live alone in this dilapidated temple.

The demon wolves often come here to keep her company.

To Meng Xiaoying, these demon wolves are like family members.

Such a strange change would naturally make her very anxious.

The old village chief stood up from the foot of the wall, a look of joy on his face. He brushed the dust off his body and trotted over to Hua Wujue's side.

"Sir, your magic is indeed profound. It's easy to deal with these demon wolves!"

The villagers were also full of gratitude: "Thank you, sir!"

"Hey, sir, let's take care of it next. Without these evil spirits, this little monster is just a vulture without feathers. There is nothing to be afraid of."

The old village chief winked at the villagers around him.

The villagers nodded immediately, picked up hoes from the ground, smiled devilishly, and were about to raise them to chop at the grass.

For these evil wolves.

The villagers have been unhappy for a long time. If this opportunity comes once in a lifetime, they will naturally take revenge.

The demon wolves were frozen in place.

No movement at all.

Meng Xiaoying saw it all and felt anxious. There was a faint black evil spirit emanating from her body.

This gas is nothing in the eyes of ordinary people.

But in Hua Wujue's eyes it was like rolling black smoke, almost obscuring the dust.

Meng Xiaoying was about to undergo some kind of change.

The hatred in his eyes was not concealed at all, and his body began to tremble.

She would rather die.

He also didn't want to see the wolf that grew up with him get hurt.

Meng Xiaoying jumped down from the wolf king's forehead and protected the wolf king.

Several villagers were stunned for a moment with their hoes in hand, but they were not surprised at all. They curled their lips and said, "It doesn't matter whether we clean up the mess early or late. Let's clean up this trouble of yours first."

While the villagers were talking, the hoe was already raised high, and in the moonlight, it left a black mark on Meng Xiaoying's forehead.

It's like dirty darkness is about to invade the light.

Meng Xiaoying looked at the villagers stubbornly, without any fear! She never left!

There was obvious pain and anxiety in the Demon Wolf King's eyes.

The critical moment.

A faint voice sounded.

"Do I...let you move?"

Several villagers exploded into a bloody mist.