Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 211 Slaying the Wolf
It seemed that An Ran hadn't expected An Ran to say such words, Nangong Yiran was a little bit embarrassed.

But the current situation is critical, he has no time to think about An Ran's thoughts, he just nodded heavily: "Okay, you protect yourself."

"Don't worry, I will never hold you back."

As she said that, An Ran seemed to be afraid that he would not believe her, and patted her chest heavily.

"I'm guarding against the wolves in front, you look at the back, we walk back to back."

"it is good!"

With countermeasures, the two continued to move forward.

The gray wolves in front were forced to retreat step by step by the flames, but the gray wolves in the back pressed on every step of the way.

"Ouch..."

Being forced to back up all the time, the gray wolf in front lost patience.

It paused and lunged forward.

Nangong Yiran had expected that Gray Wolf would not be forced to retreat by them all the time, so he was prepared early on.

"careful!"

He squatted down quickly, using his own body to protect An Ran under him, while holding the torch hand high.

Gray Wolf didn't expect that Nangong Yiran would suddenly raise the torch in his hand. When it came to Nangong Yiran, it couldn't dodge in time and was hit by the fire of the torch.

"Ow, ooh..."

The gray fur was ignited, and the gray wolf howled in pain, fell to the ground and rolled continuously.

Nangong Yiran quickly stood up and pulled An Ran up together: "Run now!"

Hearing Nangong Yizhuan's words, An Ran didn't think about anything, and quickly rushed out with the torch in her hand.

The wolves behind wanted to chase, but Nangong Yiran stopped him with a torch.

An Ran ran for quite a while, but did not hear footsteps behind her.

She paused, turned her head to look behind her, only to find that Nangong Yiran was entangled with the wolves.

Suddenly, a trace of uneasiness rose in her heart.

She was just about to go back to help, but Nangong Yiran's voice suddenly reached her ears: "You want to drag me down to death, why don't you run!"

Hearing this, An Ran frowned.

Thinking of not only being unable to help by staying, but also dragging down Nangong Yiran, it is better to go to a place with bright light in front and find someone to help.

Thinking about it, An Ran's hand holding the torch gradually tightened.

She gritted her teeth, turned around and continued to run forward.

……

Under the night, a carriage was speeding through the woods.

The boy driving the carriage saw a bright light ahead, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "My lord, there is a bright light ahead, it might be the little prince and Princess Anran."

"Boost!"

"promise."

The little servant responded immediately, waved the whip in his hand, and let out a cry: "Drive!"

The speed of the carriage was very fast, and it was getting closer and closer to the flame, but the horse was suddenly frightened and raised its front hooves.

"Woo, woo..."

The boy driving the carriage hastily pulled the reins and stopped the carriage.

After finally calming down the horse, he raised his head and looked forward.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Seeing the carriage stop, Nangong Wuchen who was sitting in the carriage couldn't help frowning: "What happened?"

"My lord, there are wolves ahead!"

As the servant's voice fell, Nangong Wuchen's expression froze.

The curtain of the carriage moved slightly, and before the boy could react, he saw a black voice quickly jumping off the carriage and rushing towards the pack of wolves in front.

"Ignition!"

Pulling out the sword at his side, Nangong Wuchen split a gray wolf with his sword.

Seeing that his companion was suddenly beheaded, Gray Wolf was startled and slowly backed away.

(End of this chapter)